A/N
Hi! This is my first story in English, I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight; I just play around with it.
Main Characters: Bella & Edward.
Beta-ing: xxrach97 (Thank you so much)
Bella's POV entirely.
Review please! (It is important)
The chapters are not going to be long because I will update every Monday, Wednesday andSaturday
That's it!
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
He was going to kill me.
"Mommy, I am scared," the little girl whispered. I could hear all of them.
"I know, honey. Everything is going to be okay," her mom said. I wish I could be calm. But I could not be calm. I was terrified. One of the robbers was outside of the room that he had locked us in. Unfortunately, the whole Bank had insulated windows so we couldn't hear what they were talking about.
Suddenly, the door of our room opened and a tall man with a big hood and black sunglasses walked in. He was holding a gun and he looked at us.
"Stand up," he ordered. "All of you!" he yelled.
We all stood up in a second.
"Get out of the room!" he yelled again. We all got out of the room quickly.
He led us into the main room of the Bank where three other men with masks were standing.
They were all wearing the same mask, a suit like a plastic bag, sunglasses and black shoes. There were four of them and they were looking at us very strangely.
"Women to the left, men to the right," the woman said. There was only one woman among them.
We followed her orders and went to the left side of the room, while the men went to the right.
She went to a counter and grabbed a plastic bag.
"I want you to put your keys and cell phones in the bag," she commanded and she went in front of each person, holding the bag to put our stuff in it.
She stood in front of my best friend Alice, who was standing right next to me and she lifted the bag in front of her.
"Put your stuff in," she ordered. Alice obediently put her keys and cell phone inside the bag. She came to me and told me the same thing. The good news was that I wasn't very afraid, with Alice by my side. The bad news, however, was that I had forgotten my cell in my apartment.
The woman stood in front of me and I threw my keys into the bag.
She looked at me, strangely calm.
"And your cell, bitch," she said, still calm.
"I left it at home," I mumbled.
"You left it at home sweetie? Okay then," she told me and put her hand on my cheek in a friendly manner.
She was still looking at me when she opened her mouth.
"E, take her," she said and a tall man approached me.
"Okay R," he said to her, grabbing my arm.
"Come on sweetie," he told me as he took me away from the others. Away from my Alice.
He took me into a room and he told me to sit in a chair.
"So, you left your cell phone at home?" he asked me.
"Yes sir," I said as politely as I could. I was afraid. What was he going to do with me? Hit me? Or kill me with that gun he was holding?
One of them had killed my parents. So robbers killed people - as some robbers had killed my parents years ago.
He was going to kill me.