Who's Bad~The Way It Goes Down~ A Michael Jackson Fanfic

Bad Boys, Bad Choice

I was totally out of breath when I arrived at the old subway station. I had never run that fast in my life and this was also the last time I did it. Quickly I hopped down the stairs, entering a long gate with dirty neon lights. The atmosphere was kind of scary.

"DARYL?"I yelled. I turned around, searching for him. But there was nothing and nobody. "Daryl, show yourself, I know you gotta be somewhere here!"

Silence.

Suddenly I heard a sound behind me and turned around again. "Daryl this is so not funny!"

"You bet it is!"

I screamed loudly when two strong arms wrapped around my waist and kept me from running away. I smelled a minty breath next to my ear. This was not Daryl.

"Let. Me. Go."I demanded, trying to catch some air through the tight grip. I heard a sly chuckle and my entire body stiffened. "What you are doing here is illegal. I will call the cops on you! You are going to have serious-" As if he wasn't even listening to me, the guy behind me yelled over to someone I couldn't see: "Ain't that thang cute? We could have a lot of fun with her!" The other guy shouted something back, which was so slang that I couldn't understand it. I rather focused on calming myself down.
This is not happening. You are going to wake up and everything is going to be alright.

"What are you going to do to me..?"I dared to ask. The man who caught me laughed again. "First you are gonna be judged."
What?

"B-by who?"

"You will see. Don't ask that many questions."With these words, I was dragged through the subway. I couldn't really expect someone helping me, as lonely as this place was. And this again happened just because of Daryl!

Daryl! Daryl!Daryl!

I stared at the dirty floor. The guy's shoes were sneakers and he wore sweat pants. How could someone go out like this?!

Then I remembered in what kind of low class ghetto I was here and that made it less surprising.

After a five minute walk which felt like hours we seemed to arrive, because I heard other men's laughter. But I didn't look up. This whole thing didn't really matter to me no more.

"Aye Fellas! Look what I found!" I heard whistles and bawling which didn't make it any better.

I heard steps across the greyish floor. It had to be a woman, since it sounded like heels. I looked up a little further and was surprised to see two manly legs in tight leather pants with countless silver buckles. The shoes that I expected to be a lady's were black leather boots, buckled as well.
Oh holy mary....

"Where did you find her?" That voice! "In the subway. Funny thing, she was screaming your name!"my 'kidnapper' chuckled. I slowly rose my head so I could see a jacket, same style as boots and pants. I was scared but I forced myself to look up to the stranger's face.

"NO!"I yelled and my fear turned into anger, "NO NO NO! YOU ARE KIDDING ME! WHAT THE HECK!?!? THIS CANT BE TRUE! TELL ME YOU ARE KIDDING ME YOU LIAR!"

The other gang members in the subway came closer, alarmed through my roaring. I didn't notice or care. I only glared at the person I was facing.

He looked so changed. Black eyeliner smudged around his eyes and a rather cocky face mixed with a little annoyance.

"So?"he asked. "Are you done?"

"I AM NOT DONE WITH YOU! I WILL HAVE A WORD WITH YOU WHEN WE RETURN HOME!"

The other guys looked at eachother. One whispered: "That gurl sounds like an old broad!"

"WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE AND WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!"I bellowed in rage.

Daryl sighted.

Okay I am officially the worst updater round here! But I ain't got time and...yeah.. I dunno. I don't remember when I updated the last time but it feels like eternity. Sorry guys:/
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