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"Don’t move and you won't get hurt," a smooth, deep, voice whispered into my ear. I felt the person clamp their sweaty hand over my mouth and then shove something against my head.
A gun.
"If anyone dares to call the police or," he paused, "try anything, this girl dies. Her brains will scatter out among you."
I could tell that this amused him. I watched in horror as all the other people in the bank watched their own faces mirror my feelings. I felt my forehead start to sweat and tears prickle in my eyes.
"Clean out all the money you have," the guy barked, pulling me tighter towards him. I watched as all the workers, opened up the cash registers and started pulling out money. Their faces were frowned, and they hurried as fast as they could. Once that was done, they put it in a bag and threw it over to my captor.
"Is this all you have?" he snarled. "Go into the back, get everything."
The workers obeyed and I heard the guy laugh. If he wasn’t holding a gun to my head, or trying to choke me, I would have thought he was cute. I knew he was taller than I was, and much stronger.
"Don’t you dare try anything alright?" He whispered into my ear, his voice, tormenting me with every word. "If you do, I can promise you that I will hunt you down and kill you. I swear."
I shivered and closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing because if I didn’t, I was sure to have an asthma attack. I opened my eyes as the workers came back in, one of them had been crying.
"You didn’t try anything stupid did you?" He moved the gun away from my head, put it up to the roof, and fired one shot, before putting it against my head. "I won't hesitate to kill her. Now, I want you to come give me the bags and-"
"Freeze! Police!"
"Oh c**p," I heard him mutter under his breath, forgetting the money; he pushed me forward and ran out the back door. As I turned, I saw the back of him disappearing followed by police officers. Everyone stood up and a lady came up to me, the one who had been crying.
"Oh darling, are you alright?" she gushed, "That was terrible. Look, do you want me to call your parents?"
I didn’t answer; I just stared at the door, thinking of what he had said. "Don’t you dare try anything alright? If you do well, I can promise you that I will hunt you down and kill you. I swear."
"Are you sure you should be back at school already?" My best friend had asked me a week later.
"I was going insane at home," I laughed. "Plus, my therapist suggested I should get on with my life."
"Alright, but if you want to talk about it, I'm always here," Meredith suggested.
"And so am I," my boyfriend, Will came up beside me and put his arm around me. "I couldn’t believe it when my friends told me you were at school. Are you sure-"
"Yes," I interrupted with a sigh, "I just want to live my life."
"Alright, How about we go to the movies tonight?" Will offered with a cute, lopsided grin.
"Deal."
Meredith, Will, and I, walked into our next class, history. We sat down at our seats, Ashli in front of me, Chris on one side, and the only free desk in the room, on my other side. I took out my book and Mrs. Caldwell walked in.
"Morning class," She smiled. "Ah, Nicole, so nice to have you back."
Everyone turned and stared and I blushed. Yeah, my name’s Nicole. I was practically named a girl, while my twin sister, got a more male name like, Adrian. Will smiled at me and I saw Natalia shoot glares to anyone still watching me.
"Now, please start off by opening your book to page, 235," Mrs. Caldwell announced, "and read the first paragraph."
As she finished talking, the door opened. Mrs. Caldwell smiled.
"Oh, Conner, I didn’t think you'd be here today," Mrs. Caldwell smiled, "please take a seat at the back."
The guy walked in, and I could believe my eyes. My heart skipped a beat. I took in his tallness, blue crystal clear eyes with dark chestnut hair, kind of messed up. It was the guy who tried to kill me. He walked down and sat next to me, looked at me, and his eyes widened.
It was that moment; I thought I was going to die again. No one seemed aware of my current satiation. Mrs. Caldwell just kept glancing up from time to time to make sure we were reading. Some students were passing notes; it was another normal day for them. No one was aware they had a killer in their class.
All right, so it's a little unfair. He didn’t kill me, but what about someone else? Was he a cold-blooded murderer? I shake my head slightly and try to concentrate on my book. After reading the same line thirteen times, I put the book down and rest my head on the desk.
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