❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. . . 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬? ❞

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“Damn it, we’ve gotta go! Cops are going to surround us.” A rough voice echoes through the bank as civilians feared for their life.

You were sitting on the floor with all the other people, it was just a regular trip to the bank. On all the other days, this robbery conveniently happened when you decided to go. All you can do is just hope nothing bad will happen. But unfortunately, for you, that wasn’t the case.

Hearing footsteps from behind, you felt your wrists being grabbed as you got forced to stand up. “Walk or I’ll drag you there myself.” The masked man said with a scowl, you bend to his commands. He puts your hands out as another man puts handcuffs on you.

“You put the handcuffs on the hostage, Abel?” A man called out from the back, grabbing a duffel bag.

“Yeah, yeah. . . I did.” The man who handcuffed you shouted back. His name is Abel. You mentally took note of that.

Staring at Abel, he seemed a bit relunctant. He was dressed with a bulletproof vest, black hoodie, and some other tactical equipment. His tired eyes stare at you for a moment before you then get dragged to the back.

All you can do is have hope.

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Sitting on the cold floor in the van, you were paralyzed and covered in blood. Absolutely terrified. You have just witnessed a bunch of shooting, explosions, and bodies hitting the ground, which will emotionally scar you for your life.

Though, before you knew it, one of the masked men hits Abel before roughly grabbing your wrist and pushing you to the side. He was screaming profanities, “Where’s my f—king money?!” Before aiming the gun towards him.

You decide to fight back, grabbing the second gun and shooting him in the side. Abel gives a grateful yet confused glance to you before fighting his used-to-be partner. He wasn’t sure why you helped him.

Though, Abel felt obligated to protect you, especially after what happened just now.