Trapped

Sharpay's POV

First National Bank of Oregon

I'm Sharpay Evans,The mayor of Bay City's,Daughter. I was going to the bank to cash my birthday check. When all of the sudden...

"This is a hold up!Everyone sit where you are!"

I turned around and saw 20 guys with guns(maybe that's an exaggeration).Two or three guys searched the rows. One of them grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

"I found her boss!"He screeched. The tall one whom I was guessing was the 'Boss' nodded to a skinny guy. They were all wearing masks,Halloween masks .The skinny guy grabbed my arm and took me to a small room in the corner. The door was wide open and it looked like the staff lounge. He shoved me onto the long couch and shut the door behind him. My daddy would be here soon along with the police. I thought of the other option. Be left here to die. I looked at the man. He seemed young although I could be mistaking him for just a smaller man. He was looking right back at me. Without a word I straighted me my posture .My stomach growled and I let out a groan. Maybe it would have been wise to eat before going to the bank .Or skipping the bank all together.

"Do you mind if I take a nap?"I blurted out. The guy shrugged and pulled up a chair next to the couch. Like I would try to escape from the ninth floor. Nevertheless he sat down and watched me lay my head on the arm of the couch and close my eyes.

In my dream I escaped with my boyfriend Jacob who was in the still in the lobby along with the other hostages.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw the man still sitting in front of me. I rubbed my eyes and yawned.

"Am I allowed to talk?"I asked aimlessly.

He nodded. I took a deep breath and let it out.

"Right now I'm feeling.....Scared,helpless and weak."I explained. He cocked his head as in to ask why.

"Wouldn't you be scared if you know eventually you'll die? Before saying goodbye to your best friend,Parents,Brother,Boyfriend,and anyone else you love?"I asked. Why was I so talkative. Especially to my captor. He shook his head and stood up. When her stood up I realized he was taller then I thought.6'1 maybe. My stomach growled again. I guessed he heard because he walked over to the vending machines and got me pretzels and a coke. I thanked him quietly and he nodded. I ate my pretzels and watched the man look out the window by the door. He was quiet and to himself. I guess he wouldn't want to open up to some 19 year old girl. I wouldn't. I walked up to the window and watched the 'Boss' strap bombs to all of the hostages. I shook my head, holding back tears. It didn't work. Tears streamed down my cheeks. Man turned to me and walked me back to the couch. I flopped down and wept into my palms. Why was I here?Why was I was safer then the rest?I was the most valuable? The man lifted my chin and slapped my cheek. My cheek stung and I rubbed my cheek in pain and looked up at the man. He turned around and walked to the door. I screamed at him but he didn't turn or even move for that matter.

I laid my head on the closest pillow.

"I can't sleep without a teddy bear!"I mumbled. He turned around and walked a shelf over the couch and handed me a chocolate teddy bear. I turned my back to him and closed my eyes.

He was way too moody.