(y/n) lost everything, but Michael wasn't done. Michael watched as he went by with the movers and officers.

The movers abruptly stopped, causing (y/n) and the officers to stop as well. "What's the hold up?" One of the officers yelled, but nobody answered. The officers got out of their cars, one stayed by (y/n). "You sit tight, don't get out of your car." He nodded as he watched the officers walk up to the truck. "Shit!" He heard as they started firing their guns. The other officer ran to their side, firing as well. That's when he seen him, Michael. (y/n) screamed as he killed the cops. Just as he was about to drive off, it was too late. Michael ripped the door off of his car and yanked him out of the car. He screamed. He did his best to fight off Michael, but all he did was hold him tighter. "Lied..." He heard him mumble, his heart stopped.