You Ain't Bad || Michael Jackson

Chapter 36: Where The Bullet Landed

Everyone is down on the floor. We all ducked to avoid the bullet.

But it didn't work. It hit.

My breathing is heavy.

I don't wanna make eye contact with anyone. Not even Michael.

He was gonna catch the bullet for me if it came my way. But I can't tell if it did or not.

No one is moving. We're all numb from shock.

Daniel and The Jax are down on the floor, not moving.

Michael is next to me, clutching my coat for dear life.

I can't tell who the bullet caught, I can't even tell if it was me!

I have a little confidence though, I don't think it's me that the bullet struck.

I'm feeling pain, but I think it's just mental pain, and if it's physical, it's from shock, and from when Daniel kicked me.

"Michael.." I whisper, my voice weak from shock.

My eyes are filling with tears.

"Who did the bullet hit?" I ask nervously.

I turn my head ever so slowly to face Michael.

"Was it you the bullet hit.. are you ok?" he asks softly.

I shrug my shoulders.

"I don't know.. I don't know if it was me," I cry quietly, trying to move my body towards Michael.

I lift myself up ever so slightly, and I'm the first one to do so. Michael takes me into his embrace and I look at his head.

His hair has blood in it.

"Michael.. You've got blood in your hair.." I whisper with a tone of worry, pointing at his bloodstained hair.

He fingers a lock of his curls and looks at his hand, at the blood. He gasps, but then has a thought.

"I think it's from when Daniel kicked you. It must have backlashed onto me.." he whispers.

Ok.. Ok.

Michael's ok.

That's one down. Only about eight people to go. And me.

We have to find out who the bullet hit. I know Michael's ok.

I walk slowly to the members of The Jax, wobbling from shock. Michael follows, holding my waist to keep me up.

I tap Kieran's shoulder, and he lifts his head.

"Kieran, are you alright?" I ask weakly. He nods.

"Yeah, I don't think the bullet got me," he says. I help him up.

"C'mon, let's go see the others," Michael says.

Kieran taps Sammy's shoulder.

"Sammy, are you ok?" he asks. Sammy nods.

"Yeah.. I'm ok," he says. He gets himself up. I tap Cameron's back.

"Cameron?" I call quietly. He looks up at me.

"Yeah..?" he says, getting himself up.

"You're ok?" I ask.

"Yeah.. I think so," he says.

Michael taps Wayne's head. Wayne lifts his head.

"I think I'm ok," he says. He sits up on the floor.