You're the Reason why. ||m.g.c and im5

Prolouge:

The phone rings, like always. Just the mailbox answered, like always. He threw his phone disappointed away. „Keep your head up, mate!“, Ashton puts his hand encouraging on Michaels shoulder. But Michael just shook his head desperately. „I didn’t heard anything from her for weeks. It’s two months ago, since i saw her the last time! I’m getting insane. What if something bad happend to her? Nobody knows where she is!“, Michael whines. „She will call you soon. She‘s normally not the type to do something like this. You know that as well as i do!“. Luke emerged in his hotel room. Michael told them after a while, to leave him alone. He stared at his laptop like a zombie. He scrolled trhough their pictures. The pictures from him and Effy. He missed her. And he judged himself for her disappearance. On concerts he’s usually total cheery and lucky. But after she vanished he was so floppy and he acts like a living corpse. Michael saw them talking, but couldn’t understand them. Their words won’t get through his ears. He saw his surrounding fading away. At night he was bothered by anxiety, fault and nightmares. „Is it possible that i’m to worried?“, he thoughts. But he knew it better. He never loved anybody as much, as he loved her.

„Uhm, Michael?“, Calum screamed through his hotelroom. „You’ve got something!“ Calum said cheerful and handed Michael a package. But Michael didn’t care. Calum raided the package but couldn’t find an adresser. „I don’t know who sent this. There’s no adresser!“, he said. He shrugged with his left eyebrow and Calum left his hotel room. Michael raided every site of the package, to make himself sure, that nobody listed an adresser. He sighs and opened the package, without any emotions. In the package were just some CDs, or DVDs. Michael catched one of them and looked at it. They were completly empty except the numbering from 1 – 13. The numbers were legibly scrawly written with aubergine-colored lipstick. He shrugged and put the disc with the number one into his laptop and waited. Some distraction was good for him, he thoughts and went through his red-dyed hair.

It took a while, but finally his screen went black. He could  hear something, but he didn’t know what. „Hello everyone!“, somebody said. It was her voice. And there she was. A frosty frission fore across his body. A fake laugh echoed through his hotel room. „It’s Effy! Live on video! No return. No encore and no claims“, she smirked. But her eyes stared without any emotion into the camera. „You’re wondering, why i sent you some crusty DVDs, huh? Well, on every DVD i tell you something about my life. Well, i tell you, why my life has changed. And yes. I’m still alive. You can’t knock me down, sorry for that. At least you can assume i’m alive.“ Michael stoped the DVD terrified. What if she was… Michael couln’t imagine a life without her. It was too harrowing to imagine she was dead. He hit discontented the play button. „And if YOU got this DVD you’re definitely on my list. But i’m not going to tell you, when you emerge. It’s a surprise and everybody loves surprises. Am i right?“. No. Tell me, this is just a dream, Effy, he thoughts. He was about to cry, but he can’t take his eyes off of her. She smirked evilly. She didn’t changed that much, but she interacted full of hate and glee. „There are only two rules. First, you listen to me and second you sent the DVDs to the next person, which completes my story! And the last one can do whatever he wants to do with them!“. Michael asks himself, which number he got. And if he’s the last. Maybe Calum was number 12, because he got him this package and he was the number 13? He asked himself, if he was the only reason. But obviously he wasn’t. „But i promise you, i can release them, if you’re willing to break the rules!“, she encored. Michael covered the blanked over his body. „So i hope you’re ready, lucky number one! Well, at least now you’re not lucky anymore, until you’ve got this package. I hope you belive in Karma, because you just get what you deserve, dear Acacia Brinley.“

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I hope you enjoyed my first english fanfic. I'm sorry if i used the wrong grammar. Although i'm american, i'm from germany so i'm sorry if there are any grammatical errors. - Effy.