His hand was moist with sweat, and the gun was nearly slipping from his grip.
Did he want to shoot Richard?
He didn't know.
Before his thoughts could spiral out of control, the door to the apartment twisted open.
The men whirled and his eyes landed on two women.
Janet and Diana.
"Michael!" Diana yelped, racing across the room. "Put that down, Michael. You don't need to do this, he'll be dealt with."
Michael turned back to Richard. "A prison isn't the right punishment for him."
"Yes, it is. He'll rot in his cell." She reached over for the gun, and I felt reassurance spark through our contact like electricity. "Just give me the gun."
He was giving in.
He swore, he was really giving it to her.
But then his hand slipped and the gun went off, and it went off again
And then he was shooting more.
The loud crescendo was followed by shrill squeaks coming from Janet and Diana.
The gun fell from his grip and hit the ground with such loud impact. He dropped down beside Richard and began pressing down on the wounds. The blood slicking his fingers.
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tabloid junkie (Michael Jackson)
FanficDiana 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.
