The Boy With The Fedora (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

MICHAEL POV

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I fumbled for my gold mask and I put it over my face as I faced the double doors. I breathed in a deep breath. Just get Jason. That’s it. I gripped the handles and pushed it open. There was a disgusting smell and I held in a gag. I take a look around the place. It was dark and loud music was booming with flashing lights. How am I supposed to find Jason if everyone has a mask on?!

I awkwardly made my way to the dance floor. But I wasn't going to dance. I was on a mission. Get Jason.

"Excuse me miss do you know where Jason is?" I ask a lady in a pink mask.

"No sorry." She said.

I ask a few more people and I only get more No's as replies. I started getting frustrated. I threw up everyone's mask as I passed.

I finally came up to a girl with curves and black hair. She had a violet mask on. She also wore on a vampire costume and a black cloak.

"Yeah. Jason is in the bathroom." She said smiling.

"Where is that?" I ask.

She points and I thank her. She was smokin' hot. I walked to the bathroom to try and find Jason.

And just like predicted the door was locked. But there was a long line. The door opened and a man in a black mask walked out. I stopped him.

"Hi." I say.

"Hey?" He says kind of confused.

"Can you show me where the drinks are?" I ask.

"You mean the-" He raised his mask up and winked.

"Yeah, that." I say not understanding what he meant. Probably thought I wanted alcohol.

He walks with me to a room with a guy sitting next to a table filled with alcohol and red bull. I saw my chance and I pinned Jason to a wall. The guy on the chair's eyes widened. He scrambled up from his chair.

"I'm going to be needing you." I say to Jason.

"What the hell man?!"

"If you just stay silent, I won't hurt you." I say.

"HELP!" He yelled.

The man by the table ran for the door.

I curse under my breath. Hopefully I'll be gone before the police come.

"I just need you to come with me, and no one will get hurt. Especially you." I say.

"Dude! What's your problem?" Jason asked scared and confused.

I hit his pressure point and he instantly falls to the floor. I see my chance and I tie up his hands with the fabric of the table cloth on the table with the drinks. I take some tape from my pocket and I tape his mouth. Hopefully this will hold until he wakes up.

I heard sirens. Crap. I heave Jason on my back and I head for the door. I open it and I see everyone running around nuts out the door. The girl with the vampire costume and violet mask was looking around confused and panicked.

I started to head for a window. We were surrounded. I ducked into a dark closet almost bumping Jason's head on the door frame.  There was a little light coming from the back of the closet. I looked over at it.

There was a girl with thick curly blonde hair and a red cloak. She had glasses over her red mask. She was holding a flashlight and a book was in her lap. 

She surprised me. We both looked up at each other. She screamed then I screamed. I tripped and fell. Dropping Jason.

"What are you doing here?!" She asks me.

"I should be asking you that!" I say.

"I'm reading a book. What are you doing?" She asked crossing her arms.

"None of your business." I mumble.

Hopefully this girl wouldn't tell the police. Who was she anyway? She seemed familiar but with the mask on I couldn't tell.

"Are you-" She gasped.

"No-no!" I say.

"Yeah right, who are you anyway? Why are you messing with Jason?!" She asked standing up, her glasses falling off her mask.

"You should be afraid of me right now! I just kidnapped somebody." I say annoyed.

"Well, I can see you're failing at it, the police are here." She said with attitude.

"Hey, who's in here?!" I hear a distant shout from a police man.

I curse under my breath multiple times.

"Do you talk to your mother with that mouth?" She asked an eyebrow raising from under her mask.

"Just-" 

I had no choice. I gave the girl a worried look and I opened the closet door. I ran out as fast as I could and hid in another room, leaving Jason's unconscious body with the girl in red.

I looked in the room. It was just a lowly lit janitor’s closet. I heard loud shouts. I opened the door a crack and peeked to see what was happening. 

The girl had handcuffs on and she was fighting and screaming she was innocent. 

"I would never touch Jason." She pleaded.

"You have the right to remain silent." The girl cop growled.

"Fine. Take me, but my book." She said.

"What about it?" 

"Let me have my book? It's literally my life." She said.

The cop scowled and ripped the mask off the girl's face. I got a clear view of her face. It was Elizabeth.

How stupid am I? Of course it was her. She always found a way to ruin my missions. Now boss is going to be angry I failed the mission. This girl! She irritated me like hell. 

The cop manhandled her to the door. I flinched. That was no way to treat a lady. A few more cops came in and grabbed Jason out the closet. 

I closed the door and I sat down next to the door. I waited until it was quiet and I got up and sneaked out the door. I still saw my black motorcycle and I sighed with relief. A ride home. 

I started my motorcycle and headed for my apartment. I passed by the police station and I had this urge to stop.

A little voice said something to me: save her.

"Great, now I'm going crazy." I mumble. 

I let out a groan and but I still turn around listening to the voice. I parked my motorcycle in the front of the police station. Why am I saving this annoying girl again?