Ch 2 ~ The Nightmare Begins

Elizabeth's POV

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I had never been so scared in my entire life. 'This can't be happening, I have a daughter! I'm going to die today and Ella will never get to know her parents.' I thought to myself.

"Everybody down on the ground! You do everything I say, or you know what will happen."

I was frozen in fear. I had heard what he told us to do, but I couldn't bring myself to move.

"Elizabeth, come on now."

Robert whispered to me as he put his hand on my shoulder and guided me down to the ground.

"R - Robert. . . "

I whispered. I was terrified. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move. . .

"Shhh. . . it'll be okay. I won't let anything happen to you okay? Just hang in there, and do everything the man says."

Robert was being so sweet. I could see the sincerity in his eyes. He wasn't even thinking about himself. All I felt I could do was nod. Robert put his arm around me, and I felt a since of comfort as he did so. I had to get out of this; we all did.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Robert's POV

'Damn, this can't be happening. I brought Elizabeth here, and if it weren't for me, she would be safe at home with Ella. I have to get her out of this!' I was panicking. I was scared as hell, and that was so out of character for me. As everyone took off all their valuables, I saw something on Elizabeth's hand. Her wedding ring. . . she hadn't taken it off.

"Hey you, over there! What's that, huh thought you could get away without giving me that ring of yours? Give it to me now, and maybe. . . just maybe I won't shoot you right here!"

'No, she doesn't deserve this! It's her wedding ring and only thing left of Mark! Why is this happening to her? I mean, I can understand it happening to me, for I'm nothing but a self-absorbed jerk. . . but Elizabeth. . . ' I thought to myself

"Come on man, it's her wedding ring. It's her only memory - "

"Did I ask you? Do you really think I give a damn?! Now GIVE ME THE RING!"

I looked over at Elizabeth. She was crying. The tears were just rolling down her eyes as she took off the ring and gave it to the man.

"That's good, now you can shut up and hang here with your little one-armed husband."

'Oh non he did not!' I swear I almost got up right then and there to knock him straight into next week, but did otherwise. So after he had his fun, he left us to go back with his buddies. Apparently they wanted more than just money, they wanted fame. For the police had arrived; a lot of them. This wasn't going to be pretty.