Mugging
A few months later they were still planning the wedding. They'd decided they wanted to marry in the summer when Evie would be eight months old. They still had to decide on the details though like the cake, the dress, the music etc. They'd got the venue for the wedding but not for the reception.
They'd found a small, little church just outside Washington almost in the middle of nowhere. They'd found it a month ago and booked it for 3rd July. It was now February so they still had another four months to go.
They'd taken their kids to the park when Jack needed the toilet so Aaron took him. Suddenly a man wearing a hoodie up over his head came up to Emily shuffling his feet while she was looking after Evie in her pram.
"Give me your bag," he said.
"No," she answered picking it up and holding it close to her.
"I said give me your bag," he answered raising his voice a little.
"I said no," she answered firmly.
"Give me your bag," he replied punching her and trying to take her bag while she clung onto it pulling it back. He suddenly pulled it back with brute force leading her to fall onto the ground while she put her wrist on the ground. She felt her wrist go from underneath her and fell fully on the ground.
She looked up hearing Evie cry to see him run off and Aaron coming out of the toilets.
She saw he was about to head to her so she shouted, "Aaron, no, please go after him. He has my bag. It has Evie's things, my phone, my purse and my gun."
He nodded telling his son to go back to his stepmother. Jack nodded and tried to help her up while his father ran after the mugger but it was too painful for her.
"Jack, look after your sister," she said gently.
"But mum you're hurt," he answered worried,
"Buddy, I'll be alright just look after your sister."
"But mum..."
"Jack, please...Jack, I know you're worried but I'll be ok..." she assured trying to pull herself up on the bench though it hurt like hell. She luckily managed to sit herself on the bench.
A young woman came over and asked, "Would you like me to call you an ambulance?"
"Oh no thank you, I'll be fine," she answered embarrassed. "I'm just waiting for my fiancé."
"Are you sure you don't want any medical attention?"
"I'm just waiting for my fiancé to come back," she answered sharply. "Please I'm just waiting for my fiancé."