"What?" Janet appeared in the hall, and when her eyes landed on Marcus she gasped in surprise. "Oh god, is he okay?" She squatted down beside him, a horrified look on her face. "What happened to him?"
Michael was on his knees beside Marcus. "He must have been hit in the head with something heavy." Michael examined the wound. "He's going to be okay." He looked suspicious.
Then he heard the sound of glass shattering, his head whipped toward Janet who looked like she'd just seen a ghost. She opened her mouth to say something but Michael pressed a hand over her mouth, pulling her into her bedroom. "Shh," he whispered in her ear. "Someone's here."
He felt her nod against him as he backed them into her closet, and he was thankful for the slits in the closet door. So he could see right into the bedroom, but whoever was on the outside couldn't see him.
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tabloid junkie (Michael Jackson)
FanfictionDiana Cartwright helped Michael Jackson escape his world of fame, unaware that he is being harassed by a man in a mask. Sticking with him she is thrust in a world of pain, lies and romance.
