My story started December fiftieth 1984. I was about nineteen at the time. It was one of the nights that most people stay inside and keep warm by a fire. I on the other hand was coming back from my best friend Chelcy’s Christmas party. She was one of those people who loved to do things as early as possible. She had just gotten a new apartment in a not so great part of town. I had been drinking so I thought it best not to drive home. I knew her new place wasn’t too far from mine but the area was still new to me. I had turned down her numerous offers to let me stay there with her and her boyfriend but I didn't feel like being a third wheel. I thought I was going the correct way but to my dismay I was lost. I had turned the corner and found a dead end. ‘Great’ I thought to myself annoyed. I turned to leave the alley way only to see a man standing in front of me. He was wearing a black suit with no tie. His hair was jet black and slicked back. I let out a mix between a yelp and gasp.
“I…I’m sorry I didn’t see you there” I muttered backing away. He smiled almost darkly and I heard what sounded like trash cans being knocked over behind me. I turned to see two more men behind me. They were dressed similar to the first but one was blonde with messy hair and the other was starting to gray a little. I cursed under my breath and tried to think of something.
“C..can I help you with something?” I asked softly as I reached for my pepper spray. My eyes grew wide as I realized I forgot my purse at the apartment. Soon I was surrounded by the men. The sickest part of the whole thing was they were all sober. I couldn’t smell any alcohol; and they didn’t seem high on anything.
“We just want to have a little fun with a pretty girl like yourself,” the man standing in front of me said. His friends chuckled and just the sound was enough to make my stomach and knees weak. It didn’t matter if my knees were weak I didn’t even have a chance to fall to them as I felt my back hit the hard stone wall of the building behind me. I was trembling my mind blank with fear.
“P..please don’t do this” I begged surprised my voice even came out. He smirked and his buddy came beside us and slid his hand up my shirt slowly. I let out an involuntary scream which was met by a hard slap to my face.
“I suggest you keep that pretty mouth of yours shut before something bad happens to it,” The one laughed as he undid my bra.
“Ya we could always put something in there to keep it occupied,” the third man said. I let out a soft whimper terrified to be any louder. This wasn’t the way I imagined losing my virginity. I had just closed my eyes to wait for what was to come when I heard the third man cry out in pain. I opened my eyes to see a hooded figure staring at me and the other two men. I’m dropped to the hard cold ground, and what I believe to be the only ground in Pittsburgh to not be covered in snow. I instantly curl up into a ball watching what the men will do.
“I suggest you leave her alone” the hero said I could have sworn I heard a soft growl at the end but I ignored it. My attackers laughed as loud as possible.
“May I ask who is going to make us?” The man who was holding me asked pulling out a switch blade. I wanted to warn the man but I couldn’t find my voice. The hero wasted no time as he lunged for the one holding the knife. I closed my eyes afraid to see the outcome. I heard a few grunts and opened my eyes to see my hero dodging the knife. It was like watching a dancer move it was so graceful. He elbowed the attacker in the head which resulted in him falling to the ground with a thud. His partner glared and tried to punch the man. He dodged the first two but the third connected with his shoulder. I noticed some blood. That is when I saw the tiny glass shard in between the attacker’s assistant’s knuckles. I gasped feeling horrible for someone else getting hurt because of me. I was shocked to see the hero unfazed. He didn’t miss a beat as he connected his fist to the man’s jaw. The messy blonde and his buddies got up quickly.
“She’s not even worth it,” The main man said annoyed as they ran off. I had to catch my breath from sure disbelief. I looked up to see my hero standing in front of me. He kneeled down so he was on eye level.
“Are you alright?” He asked taking off his jacket to wrap around me as he helped me up. I cringed slightly but soon relaxed at his touch.
“I..I’m fine,” I said finally looking up to his face as the moonlight lit it up. I let out a gasp. “Holy hell you’re Michael Jackson!” I let out studying him. I loved his music but never thought I would ever meet him. “W..what are you doing in Pittsburgh and oh my god are you okay your bleeding I’m so so sorry,” I started to ramble which was met to him chuckling a little.
“I’m fine don’t worry about me why don’t I take you to my home tonight just to make sure those men are gone,” He suggested already starting to lead me a few blocks down to his surprisingly modest home.
“T..thank you” I managed to get out tiredly with a slight blush spread a crossed my face. He led me into the home and up to the guest room. I sat on the bed as Michael searched through the closet taking out an over-sized shirt even for him. I took it slowly; my body still shaking from the mix of cold air and what had just happened. He frowned a little and sat next to me on the bed.
“To answer your question earlier I’m here in Pittsburgh filming a music video for ‘Beat It’,” He said lightly studding me. He then stood and turned away facing the door. I was confused at first but then I figured it was for me to change out of my damp clothes and into the shirt. I did so, peaking every once in a while to see if Michael was still facing away. He was the perfect gentlemen.
“I’m ready,” I said simply. He turned back as I lay on the bed. My body was so tired I could barely keep my eyes opened. He giggled and covered me up with the down comforter.
“Are you sure you will be alright?” He asked heading for the door turning back slightly.
“Yah,” I said closing my eyes slowly. I opened them slightly to see him turning back and smiling before turning off the lights and closing the door. I drifted off to sleep dreaming of super heroes and pop stars.