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HUMAN NATURE part 7

Instead of waking up to the usual melody of Michael's angelic singing voice, I heard sobbing. I could tell he was talking to his mother, Katherine just outside the bedroom door. I wondered worridly what was the problem.

MJ: I don't understand. WHY?? *sobbing*
Mom: It's their job, dear.
MJ: I understand that. I don't understand why this is happening.
Mom: You don't have to do it, you know.
MJ: Yes I do. I have to end this.
Mom: *sigh* Okay dear.

Even though I had no idea what they were talking about, I quickly pretended that I had just woken up as Michael walked in.

Me: Good morning. What's wrong?
MJ: Wanna go for a walk?
Me: Okay then.

I got changed quickly and we silently walked along the beach.
The suspense was killing me.

Me: Please say something.
MJ: What do you want me to say?
Me: Anything. *looking down*
We had stopped walking now.
MJ: *sigh sadly* I love you. But..
Me: There's a but?
MJ: Yes. But you don't belong with me.
Me: I don't BELONG with you?! What? You're too good for me? Is that it?
MJ: Maybe I said that wrong. It's someone else.
I froze.
Me: *whispering* Someone else?
MJ: No. Ugh...it's so hard to expla..
Me: No it isn't! You are cheating on me!
I slap him across the face and run away.
MJ: Hayley! Come back! I love you!
Me: *yelling as I'm running* I never wanna see you again!

After 2 hours of running home, (which is really far away from the beach) I trip over and got knocked unconcious from the concrete.

I wake up in a strange place. I'm in a dark house with loads of cobwebs. I am tied to a chair and I see a tall, round scary-looking man approach me.

?: Oh. Good afternoon sleepy head.
Me: What the..?
?: What's your name, baby?
Me: Uh..I don't....I think....*still a bit dizzy from the concussion*
?: Haha. You're mine now.
Me: Get away from me! I'll scream.
?: Now we don't want that.
He grabs a 30cm knife and waves it near my neck. He was about to cut me when I hear the police sirens out front. The man runs away and out of the corner of my eye, I see him light the place on fire after spreading gasoline everywhere.

Me: *screaming* Oh My God!! Help me!!! Police!!!
?: Baby! It's me! I'm here!
Me: Michael?!
MJ: Here I am. Sssh. It's okay. I'm here. You're safe.
I didn't realise I was crying hysterically.
Me: I can't get out!
Michael cut the rope and carried me out of the burning house.

When we get to his house the next day, Michael and I have a little chat.

TBC...Sorry this one was so boring, but the next one will be better-promise!

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