Chapter 2
Bella Swan
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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.
"Are you sure about that?" he asked as he came near me.
"Yes, I am sure," I said.
He put his hand on my back and he came closer to me.
"We are at this fucking Bank, three fucking days. Everyone had done everything we asked. Except for you," he told me as he put his hand near my waist.
"I told you; I left it at home," I told him scared as hell. I started shaking and crying as his hands went at my stomach.
He released me from his weird hug, when he realized I was crying.
"Please stop," he whispered.
"Stop what?"
"Stop crying. Please stop. I can't…" he whispered again.
"I can't stop. I am… afraid," I said as I kept sobbing.
"You shouldn't be afraid," he said simply.
I looked at him like he was crazy.
"I shouldn't be afraid? I am in a Bank for three days with four robbers with guns. I know that you could kill me anytime. Or hit me. What am I supposed to be doing? Smiling?" I said with my eyes still red as I kept crying.
He looked at me but I couldn't tell if he was looking me in the eyes because he was wearing sunglasses.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Why do you want to know my name?" I asked as I was trying to stop crying.
"Just tell me your fucking name!" he yelled.
I shrivelled as he yelled at me. Again.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you again," he apologized.
"But you did."
"I am sorry."
He was pacing up and down at the room, making me nervous.
"Bella," I said in the silence.
"What?"
"Bella Swan," I explained. "My name is Bella Swan."