First Comes Love...
Disclaimer: I don't own Passions etc.
Chapter 6
The Bank
Theresa pulled into the bank's parking lot before getting out. She strode over to the front double doors to the large building. Slipping her keys into her bag before pulling out her credit card she walked towards the ATM machine but had stop short when she saw that it was out of order.
She frowned before looking towards the lines to the bank tellers. There was a small line. At the moment she didn't want to wait but it looked as if she had no choice. She made her way to the line and stood, somewhat impatiently. She silently prayed that the caterer had no problem with her being a little late.
A few minutes passed before she noticed that two men wearing black sweatshirts move up to one of the tellers. She didn't think much of it but it seemed weird that these men would actually take the time to dress alike. Before Theresa could react they both pulled out a gun. They pointed at the teller and shouted out orders.
People screamed as they saw the guns. One of the guys moved everyone in the bank near the desks in the corner making them sit on the floor. Another man in a sweatshirt walked the bank door, most likely another one of the thugs who were holding up the bank. She noticed that this guy had a bigger gun with him.
All Theresa could think of was how these men who had decided to rob banks didn't learn from the movies that these types of guys were always caught. They moved Theresa to the group as fast as they could. One of the men was still yelling at the only teller left behind the desk.
She was typing away at a computer furiously as he shouted commands. She seemed like a girl in her mid twenties. She had short blond hair. Tears were streaking her face. "Hurry up!" Yelled the man who was pointing the gun at her head. Soon there was a siren that could be heard from the outside.
Theresa sighed in relief as long as the thugs didn't go off and shoot all of them right then and there. One of the men started yelling to the other. He looked nervous before looking at the small group of people.
There was a an elderly woman, a young man, a mother and her daughter who looked to be about 8 years old, and a man and woman who looked to be in their mid thirties. One of the men who had dirty blonde hair and a scar that slashed against the edge of his brow.
He grabbed the blond girl and walked towards the large bank windows, the gun pressed against her temple. The police yelled from outside to let all the hostages go. "We've got you surrounded! Come out with your hands up!" They added. Theresa looked away she couldn't bare to see the fear in the young girl's eyes.
As she turned her head she saw the little girl burying her head into her mother's side in comfort. The mother was rocking her daughter back in forth, trying to sooth her. Theresa rested her hand against her bulging belly. She prayed that everything was going to be alright.
She looked towards the window again and she could know see a couple local news stations parked outside. Theresa closed her eyes. She was trying to keep calm for her babies but she couldn't help the fear that was rising up in her chest. She just hoped that everything was going to be ok.
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Fox shuffled some papers on his desk before looking at the clock. He smiled. Finally it was his break. He pressed the intercom on his desk before speaking. "Gina?" "Yes Mr. Crane?" Answered his secretary. "Did you send out for my lunch?" "Of course Mr. Crane, I should have it to you in a few minutes." "Thank you Gina." He said sitting back in his chair.
He opened a drawer and pulled out a small cordless TV. He decided he would check the stock market while he waited for his lunch. He turned on the TV and started looking for the stock market channel but instead he was drawn to a local news station.
They was a live feed on a bank holdup. "There's never a dull day in Harmony is there?" He said shaking his head. He listened as it said that there were a few hostages in the building. Fox decided that he would call Theresa to check on her. He hadn't gotten to say good bye that morning and he couldn't help but miss her.
He picked up his phone and began to dial the house number after he got the answer machine he just hung up. 'She must have left...' He thought as he dialed her cell number. Her phone began to ring but there wasn't a quick answer then all of a sudden there was a click but noone answered.
Fox could here sounds in the background and a child crying. Fox grew a little worried. What was going on?
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Theresa's phone began to ring. Two of the thugs turned in the direction of their captives. Theresa swore under her breath she had forgotten that she had her cell phone. As fast as she could Theresa switched her phone on, keeping it closely by her side, hoping that she wouldn't be caught with the phone. One of the men walked towards them
One of the men stated to walk towards them. "Who has a cell phone?" He asked, anger shinning in his eyes. Theresa didn't speak. He scanned the group of people. The mother still cradling her child. He soon stops at Theresa a maddening glint crossed his eyes before he rushed towards her.
Theresa began to yell at him. "Please don't hurt me!" He swore as he grabbed the phone from her hand. He throws it against the wall. Theresa watched as it shattered into many pieces. "Anyone else have a cell phone hand it over.
Mostly everyone quickly reached for their phones and slid as far away from them as possible. The robber grabbed the brunt of the gun and knocked Theresa upside her head causing a few screams. Theresa lay unconscious.
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A/N: Sorry for the wait. I've been going through some extreme drama in my life. One day I'm eating lunch in my school cafeteria and the next minute I'm packing as much stuff as I can into a duffel bag and leaving my 'home'. This move would be number 18. I've been so stressed out lately. I'm living with my dad right now and I can honestly say that I'm enjoying the space compared to the little apartment I was in before but it's going to be a lot to get used to. I have no clue on when I'm going back to school.
But beside all that this chapter and the up coming chapter was inspired by a dream I had but this author's note is going on long enough so I'll continue next chapter.
Ciao.