Chapter 20
1175 Words
Christmas Eve
Michael
Today was the day! I was finally marrying the love of my life. Everyone was here at Neverland. The whole place was decorated for Christmas. Dante had hired guards to watch over Myra for me.
Just in case the Hogan brothers decided to show up. Dante had told me that there had been no spotting or activities to where the men were at. They managed to snag their sister and take her into questioning. But she was not going to squeal on her brothers.
I just wanted them placed behind bars. I wanted my life back. I wanted to move on with my Myra. And start a family with her. That was all I hoped for. Everyone was dressed in reds, greens and whites. Some were decked out in sliver and golds to. It looked beautiful.
I hired someone to put fake snow in the back yard for the wedding area. Myra was used to a white Christmas. I wanted it to surprise her. I also wrote her a little love song I planned on singing to her after we said our vows. The song had never been heard before. It was only for her.
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I fix my bow tie as my brothers were all getting ready to. "You ready for the big day Mike?" Dante asks me as he slaps my shoulders gently with his hands.
"I am so ready. I was born to marry that woman!" I brag.
He smiles. "That sure is what love looks like!" he laughs.
"Dante can I ask you something?"
"Sure Mike"
"Where do you think the Hogan brothers are hiding? Any real leads? Something you are not telling me?" I demand to know. "I am sorry, but I am worried"
"I know you are Mike. You have every reason to be. We all think the Hogan brothers fled the country. No one has seen nor heard from them" answers Dante. "they better not show up here"
"Right. Is Myra alright? Is she safe?" I demand to know.
"Stop worrying. Myra is safe. Your sisters are with her. Your mother. Her friend and of course the guards are at the door" he promises me.
"How much time to I have?" I wonder.
I wanted to go over my song one more time before the wedding. I wanted this day to be perfect for my Myra. I had the lyrics and music ready. Some friends of mine helped me produce it at the very last moment. They had owed me favors. This song might never hit the charts. I hoped to keep it private because it was meant for Myra not for the world.
"You have a half an hour, why Mike?" Dante asks curiously.
"Well I am working on a new song for Myra. No one has ever heard it before. I am going to be in my studio room to practice alone. I will be here on time. Let my brothers know" I say to him.
"No problem man" Dante says. "I can't wait to hear the new tune"
"Thanks" I reply with a smile. "Do me one last favor" I beg.
"Alright"
"Check on Myra. Please" I beg. "you are the best there is. And I would feel better if you checked on her"
"Sure Mike" he agrees with a smile.
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I head down to the music recording studio. I set the little alarm on my wristwatch. I turn on the lights in the room. Then I go place my tape in the radio player. I begin to sing and move to the beat. I was trying out some new dance moves for Myra to.
Not to impress anyone else. But to wow my new bride. She would see how much I was thinking of her. She was always on my mind. Always in my heart. I was getting out of breath for a moment. I sit on the little chair I had on the floor there.
I had run down here to work on this and it winded me. "Whew. I am getting older" I laugh to myself.
Suddenly I feel a pair of hands grab at me. I am startled. A bag is thrown over my head. I can't see. "What the hell?" I yelp in alarm. I feel my arms forced back and I can't really move. Two pairs of arms are holding me back. Then I am knocked out.
When I wake the bag is still covering my head. My head is throbbing.
What happened??
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"Who is there? I need help! Help!" I cry out.
"Help me! Help me" laughs someone as they mock me.
They rip the bag off my head.
The Hogan brothers.
"I have to get back. Be the bigger person. Myra is waiting for me!" I beg of them.
"Oh, where was our invite? Didn't want us at the wedding?" teases Steven.
"Please she won't understand. I have to get back" I beg. "Let me go! I will pay you whatever you want" I plead.
They stuff my mouth with a wadded-up sock. They gag me. I can't talk.
"You are not getting married today. Well not today. Maybe tomorrow. Depending on what our sister wants to do with the likes of you!" laughs Steven.
I struggle to get my tied hands free. No way in hell was I going to marry their sister. EVER!
"You made a mistake by dumping our sister. Not going on that date, you promised her! You made a lot of promises and you did not mean them! We are here to teach you a lesson Mr. Jackson" warns the other brother.
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Fear washes over me. These men were crazy. I never promised that woman a date! She met with me after a concert! She had begged for me to go out with her that night. I was not interested. All I had told her was maybe another time. I never said I would go out with her. Now all my promises to Myra were going to be broken.
"You are going to write a letter to your Myra. And then sign it. If you don't, we are going to kill Myra. Then our little sister gets to decided what to do with you next" Steven warns me as he grabs me by my hair roughly. He glares down at me. "I feel sorry for Myra. You would have ended up breaking her heart to. She needs a real man. Like me" he jokes. "I know how to please a woman!"
I want to scream.
They better not lay a finger on my Myra!
"What's a matter boy? Not used to not being in control?" jokes Steven. "We will bring you to your knees. You are about to lose it all. Everything. And there is not a damn thing you can do about it" he laughs.
Myra. Dante had to keep her safe. She was in danger. I could handle myself. I prayed wherever Myra was at that they watched over her like he had promised me. I could not bare it if I found out they got to her. My beautiful Myra. Our wedding day was ruined.
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