The beeping of the machines I was linked to only increased my state of panic, as a nurse put an oxygen mask over my mouth and nose. It was hard for me to breathe at that point, as I didn't understand what was happening to me. I tried my best to identify the faces around me, but I didn't recognize any, and it only made me more nervous as seconds went by. I wasn't able to stay still, as my whole body was shaking with fear. Electricity was coursing through every single nerve of my body. "Page Dr. Moseley!" one of the nurse that injected me Lorazepam in my IV exclaimed. "Ma'am, you're at the hospital, we've got you," she told me, looking down at me. I felt the substance take effect within a minute, and soon it was easier for me to breathe. I looked at the three nurses around me, and they all looked at me as if I was some kind of ghost. The one on my right asked her colleague to call my relatives, and a rush of relief invaded me at the mention of my family. As she was about to leave the room, I grabbed her hand, not wanting to be alone anymore. I looked at her with tears filled eyes, unable to speak at that point. She gave me a small smile, and patted the back of my hand to give me comfort. "Alright, I'll stay with you," she reassured, as I breathed in and out the oxygen mask on my face. "Your family should be here soon, you won't be alone." I nodded slowly, as tears fell from my eyes. I wasn't able to speak a word, because I was too scared that if I did, I would compromise my return to the real world. I didn't know for sure that any of this was real, if I was actually back from this horrible world I was stuck in. When the door of the room opened, a doctor came in, looking down at what I understood was my chart. He looked from the paper to me, and a smile appeared on his face. "Welcome back," he greeted, as he approached my bed.

Semaj is 17 with big dreams and goals but meeting 21 year old drug dealin', shit talkin', trouble makin', Michael Jackson was not planned. Her life turned a full 360 after the night she met him. Not your average bad boy meets good girl story but see for yourself! "I can conquer the world with one hand as long as you're holding the other."

Farrah is a detective who finds herself falling for an ex-con, whose past life gets in the way of him trying to get his life together. Michael is BAD era.

The neighbor knows his name, but she kinda wishes she didn't.

He's the boss and he's the boss in every way. (Story you've probably seen on here before, but it is mine. The other author stole it from me and claimed it as her own. So to protect my story, I have had hers taken down and I'm publishing my story now.)

[Michael Jackson Fanfiction Awards winner 2016.] Bad Era - 1987. Becky Costello is a young adult in college. At this college is a ruthless gang known as The Jax. Breathe on them and you're in their debt - that's how much they mean business. When a new student joins The Jax, Becky finds herself rubbing shoulders with him more than a few times. Despite her best efforts to avoid him, one thing she can't avoid is her strange attraction to his eyes. They always seem to be on her, regardless of where she is and what she's doing. As soon as the new The Jax member is forced into spending more time with Becky, things take a turn in their rocky relationship - which sees them both embark on a lifelong journey of growth, development and life-changing ordeals. Note: this story is very cliché, because I wrote it at age 14/15 when I was new to fanfiction. The first few chapters are edited, however the remaining chapters are in their original form. I have kept it published due to its (unexpected) popularity. Thank you for reading! Highest ranking: #3 in #kingofpop

She just came into my life out of nowhere, you know? My world was dark. No future, no way out. No light. But then she came. Suddenly I had a reason. She ain't even have to try; she just somehow found a way into my heart. She was my purpose. She was my light. She was so pure, so untainted by the horrors of this world; the complete opposite of me. I was meant to be alone. I knew then I didn't deserve her. But fuck it. She was the one.

*ATTENTION!!!* READ GANGSTA LOVIN', THEN IF YOU LOVE ME, THEN THIS ONE. THIS IS A TRILOGY, SO PLEASE READ IN ORDER!!!! When things get rough will you give up? Or will you fight? Things for Michael and Semaj have not always been smooth sailing, but somehow they make it work and make it look effortless. But as life and people change their love is put to it's last real test. As past pain rewrites itself in the present and new wounds are created it leaves Semaj and Michael wondering if what was between them love for a lifetime or just love for a season?

This is the very first fanfiction I ever wrote and I started it in 2011. You'll probably notice my writing style was a tad different because this was my first fanfiction. This story is 200 chapters..yes lol..200 chapters and I promise you've never witnessed drama until you've witnessed Jazmyne and Michael drama. I hope you take another chance with me and read because I won't be writing a summary. I just hope you have enough faith in me to just read the story and try to get into it. I honestly think you'll enjoy it :) In advance, thank you all for reading. I love and appreciate you all. xx

In the second half of this two-part love story Michael and Semaj quickly learn that where there's love, there's trouble. Whether they choose to overcome those troubles or not are strictly up to them. If you loved Gangsta Lovin' then you'll be sure to fall in love with this one as well. "If you love me I'd rather you show me than tell me. If you've stopped loving me, I'd rather you tell me than show me."