Fighting For Life

Michael backed away a few inches at sight of the gun.

   "Just please, put the gun down and no one gets hurt." Jeff said softly, not showing his fear.

   "No one gets hurt? No one gets HURT?" James said, raising his voice. He shook Crystal and pulled her closer to him. She was breathing hard.

   "If I let Michael go, he will have my wife. No one gets hurt, huh?" James shook the gun at them.

   "you're going to prision anyway. Just make it easy on yourself!" Jeff said. James took the safety off the gun , still aiming at Michael.

   "Jeff....?" Michael whispered, backing up a little more.

   "James?" Crystal said turning to him. "don't do this.....I'll be with you forever...just please don't do this..." She was talking between gasps of air.

   "Cristy..." Michael said. "Are you okay?"

Crystal nodded quickly. "I'm fine. Really."

   "Michael you just shut up, before I shoot you in guts." James said.

Michael swallowed hard. "James, please. Maybe we can work something out. I didn't mean to make you so angry...I didn't even know..."

   "Michael, be quiet...I'll handle this." Jeff whispered.

   "Stop it." Becky insisted. "You're gonna mess something up. James probably had something planned for him. He told us not to go after Michael. It must be for a reason."

   "Oh god, I hate Michael Jackson so much. I just want to get it over with." John said. His hand with the gun was shaking with excitement.

   "Oh stop. Michael will get his share." Becky vowed. "Michael will GET his share...."

   "James, just think about this." Jeff said. "Killing will not help you with anything."

   "It'll help me get my revenge and that's all I want." James said. "Any last words Mike? And don't think about running. I always know where you are. That's an advantage of a hacker, Mike."

Michael's eyes widened. "You went through my..."

   "Yep Michael. Yes I surely did." James smiled.

Jeff took a deep breath. "That's good and all.....but do you really want to take a life for a wife who doesn't want you? Think about it. I'm not trying to make you mad or anything..."

   "I don't CARE if she wants me. She's a woman. Who was committed to me. She does what I say. That's that."

   "That's sick..." Michael whispered.

   "Call it what you like. It won't matter , will it Mike. Cuz you won't be on earth to stop it."

   "John give me the gun...." Becky whispered, rolling her eyes.

John took a deep breath and took the safety off. "I'm gonna do it, Becky..." He started laughing. "I'm gonna do it...."

   "John, stop playing...put it down!"

John started to sweat as he tightened his grip on the gun. "Michael, I hope you feel this one...."

   "Lisa you are over reacting, girl." Janet said on the phone.

Lisa twirled the cord nervously around her finger. "I don't know what to do! I tried to tell him but---"

   "Why would he believe anything you say?" Janet said.

Lisa sighed. "It's times like this that I regret what I did to him. But Jan', you got to believe me. Someone is going to get killed. Soon. I know this is true."

   "Well did you call Michael?"

   "Yes. I called his house, he wasn't there. I tried his cell and no one is answering there either." Lisa said.

   "Lisa, I'm finding it hard to believe what you're telling me. It seems to me you don't want Mike to go over to Crystal because you want Michael to yourself."

Lisa's eyes began to tear up in frustration. She knew someone will get killed, she just wish she could stop it.