"Diana!" The agony was raw in his voice, Michael could barely feel his feet while he hastily hared across the rainy road. The rain was a great advantage for him, it wet away the fire, giving him an entry to the Hotel.
He heard his name being called from behind but he didn't care, Michael barrelled into the hotel, avoiding the long logs of wood. "Diana!"
Again, no response.
Michael continued down the hall, feeling the scorching burns on his arms, he hissed and continued through the igneous Hotel.
A creaking sound surprised him, and for a second he thought it was Diana, Michael turned just in time to see a door before it all went black.
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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.
