Michael Part II

It's Not A Dream!

Mika woke up. He wasn't alone. When he rolled over he saw Jacob. Jacob was on top of Michael staring into his eyes.

His lifeless eyes. Lifeless? Mika sat up and stared at Michael with his jaw dropped.

"What did you do Jacob!?" Mika yelled.

Jacob laughed and slowly started to pull a knife out of Michael's chest. He then pointed the knife at Mika and smiled. Mika backed up.

"Run," Jacob said as he let out a devilish laugh.

Mika fell out of the bed and landed in a pool of blood. He struggled to get up and make his way to the door as he kept slipping and falling in the blood.

"Ruuunnnn," Jacob said in a playful voice.

Mika made his way to the hall and ran. He kept running. Suddenly the picture frames started to fall and shatter as he kept running. The hall was never ending.

The once colorful walls faded to white. Suddenly Mika turned the corner and then anther until he reached a dead end. He then ran the other way. It was a fucking maze.

He kept running until he ran face first into a dead end. Jacobs laughter echoed through the twisted halls. Mika could hear the knife as it scraped against the walls.

He sat down in the corner and buried his head into his hands. The air started to thin. He didn't want to look up, but the sound of moaning caught his attention.

When he looked up the once bright maze was pitch black. The air was much thinner. He could feel unfamiliar objects surrounding him. Realizing the cramped space was too small to stand up he searched in the dark for a light switch.

Swatting at the pitch black air he found a thin cord floating in the air. Naturally he pulled it. The light soon filled the...closet.

Mika was in Fortunes closet. Sitting directly across from him was Fortune and Ezra. Ezra was straddling Fortune as they made out. Fortune letting out faint moans as Ezra grinded against his body.

"Keep it down! He's going to hear you!" Mika whisper shouted.

Ezra giggled, "relax."

"Relax?" Mika asked.

Fortune laughed and pushed Ezra to the side. "Yes. Just be more like Emmett," Fortune said as he smiled and pointed to Mika's right.

Mika slowly turned his head and freaked out. Emmett's corpse sat next to him, staring at him. He covered his mouth trying not to scream as tears flowed from his eyes.

Fortune and Ezra let out familiar devilish laughs that soon faded into one. Mika slowly turned his head towards the laugh, still holding his hand over his mouth. When his eyes met Andy's he bolted out of the closet.

Only he didn't land on the soft carpet. He didn't land on anything. Mika was falling. He was falling into a pit of darkness.

He finally let out all of his fears into screams. The darkness quickly engulfed him as he continued to fall. Then suddenly, thud. Everything was dark. He slowly close his eyes.

"Mika!" Michael yelled as he shook Mika. "He's having another fucking nightmare."

"He needs help Michael," Paloma said.

Mika was on the bedroom floor. He was covered in sweat and tangled up in the blankets. Still unconscious, he was breathing heavily.

"Mika please wake up," Michael said as he shook Mika again.

Mika's eyes shot open. Michael smiled, but it quickly disappeared as he gazed into Mika's terrified eyes.

"Are you okay?" Michael asked.

But Mika backed away. He tripped as he tried to untangle himself from the mess of blankets. When he did he backed up against the wall.

Everyone stared at him with concern. Michael tried walking over to him, but he shook his head 'no.' He then darted pass them and into the kitchen.

They quickly ran after him shouting his name. When they arrived in the kitchen Mika had his back towards them. Michael slowly walked up to him.

When Mika turned around he shoved Michael against the counter. He then shoved a knife against Michael's side. Michael gulped and tried to say something, but he was scared to.

"Where is he!?" Mika yelled as he pressed the knife harder against Michael's skin.

"Who Mika?!" Michael shouted. "Move the knife Mika! Please.."

"Andy! Where is he?"

"What are you talking about Mika? He's in prison," Paloma answered.

Mika looked into Michael's eyes and pressed the knife harder against his skin. It pierced through his shirt and into his side. Michael winced in pain as everyone shouted at Mika to stop.

"Mika! This isn't a dream! Stop!" Michael yelled in pain.

Mika took the knife out of Michael's side and dropped it to the ground. He took a step back and looked around the room at everyone. His sisters and mama stood in fear as Michael held his side in pain still against the counter.

Mika then passed out and fell to the ground. When he woke up he was in the hospital. Ezra was in a bed to his right sleeping. He tried moving his arms, but his wrists were in restraints.

"It's not a dream," he heard Michael say from the doorway.

Mika looked over at his fiancé and started to cry. Michael continued to stand in the doorway.

"I'm sorry," Mika said through his tears.

"You need help Mika," Michael said as he made his way over to the side of Mika's bed.

Mika nodded his head. Michael undid the restraints from Mika's wrists and took him into a hug. They laid back on the bed as Mika continued to cry. He cried himself to sleep.