Chapter 2
A/N: Thank you for those wonderful reviews! :-) I'll keep posting new chapters as long as you keep reviewing! Here it is, chapter 2! Tell me what you think, ok? ;-)
At first Greg didn't know what was going on. Everything happened in slow motion to him. He heard voices, and shouts, somebody was crying, posibly the little girl he saw before.
Suddenly he was lying on the floor, head down, hands on his nape, as everyone else.
He lifted his head to look at Sara, who was lying next to him. If she was scared she didn't show it at all. Greg smiled a little, that was Sara. Then he turned his attention to the three guys. He knew that it was important to remember as much details as it was possible about them.
The taller one, who was wearing a pig mask, was on the door. He was keeping an eye on the outside, cops could appear anytime. Piggy, as Greg decide calling him, was holding a shotgun and he could see another gun hide under his jacket.
The second guy, who Greg assumed was the leader, was very busy emptying the cash register. As the other one he was wearing a mask, but he was a fox. And he was well armed too.
And the third guy... a suddenly blow on his left temple interrupted him. Inmediatly he felt the blood rolling down his cheek and heard Sara gasping. What happened? He looked up to see the third guy aiming his gun towards him. He was wearing a gorilla mask, maybe it was king-kong.
Okay, this is it. The end. I am supposed to see al my life passing in front of me, where is it?
His thoughts were interrupted by Foxy, who stormed from behind the counter to see what was going on.
-"What the hell are you doing?!", he shouted to King-Kong.
He didn't move the gun a bit, it was still pointing at Greg.
-"He was trying to identify us, weren't you?", he said, kicking Greg's side.
He moaned in pain.
-"We don't need this. The plan was taking the money and leave, just that. It is simple, no dead people, ok?" He looked at Kong firmly. He just nodded in response and took his gun down. Yes, definitively Foxy was the leader.
He turned to Greg.
-"And you, if you appreciate your life keep your head stuck to the floor until we're gone."
Greg sighed as he rested his head on the floor. That one was near. He looked at Sara who was looking at him worried.
-"Are you ok?", she mouthed.
He smiled at her in response. She didn't look convinced. In fact he wasn't feeling well at all. His head was aching from the blow, and that didn't help his previous headache. He was feeling dizzy, he didn't know if it was caused by the hit on his head or by the flu, but he hoped it was the second one. And he was sure he had fever. Please, let this end soon. he thought as he closed his eyes.
Then police sirens were heard, and he knew that this wasn't near to end.