The Robbery

Chapter one

(as a thing of this story, just for people reading it who are hurting, I'm posting that image every chapter to let the people out there who are hurting know they aren't alone.)

Great.
Just great.
This was really fan FREAKING tastic. I was loving this so much.
As if.
Things couldn't have gone anyworse.
Nope, I was wrong. things could definitely and definitely did get worse.
This was just perfect you know, I was totally wanting and begging for everything to just go wrong.

"Oh come on guys it's not that-" a mint hair colored male tried to say to us, getting shot a glare and letting out a sigh stopping mid sentence.  "Okay so maybe it is really bad but I know you guys can-"
Once again he was shot a glare, but only this time he was cut off in speech as well.

"do what exactly? No, no, really. What do you exactly expect us to do in this scenario?" Another male, this one short curly brown hair spoke, gritting his teeth together as he spoke.
The mint haired male glared at the brown short and curly haired male.

"stop that." They huffed, trying not to make it sound like a command.

"stop what? You can tell by the way that no one else is talking by the fact that they agree with me. There is no way we can fix this and you are the only one who doesn't see that." The male growled at him.

"Actually, I'm the only one who does see it. I see a way out of the this, but if you are all so determined to let it run into the ground I will do something about it myself." The mint haired male stood up from his chair, and started to grab his stuff, his technology and put it in a bag.

"so your just going to leave?" a soft female voice pitched into the conversation, a blonde female with a worried expression. Having taken half a step forward towards the packing.

"Your welcome to join me, any of you, but I refuse to just sit here and mop and complain and do nothing. Not anymore." The mint male zipped up his bag, slinging it onto his shoulder.

"..."
Then there was silence, no one spoke as he stared out into the crowd of us.
No one spoke, no one did anything.

The male let out a sigh. "That's why I thought." He turned to leave, he opened the door and walked out.

Soon after the blonde ran after him, opening the door and leaving the door wide open, the mint male wiped her years with his thumb, and planted a kiss on her forehead. Then after the blonde finished talking they hugged, and then the blonde watched the mint walk off.

"Anyone going to go comfort her?" A third male voice rang out, this one with black hair, and amber eyes. He let out a sigh and went over to the blonde kneeling down. "Hey, don't stay with us and be miserable. Go with him, we know you want to and we want you to be happy."

"..." She just looked at him, and then at the disappearing mint before getting up and running into the distance yelling at the mint.
They disappeared into the distance.

The black haired male sighed, looking into the room the last figure being shadowed by the dark room.
But he could tell she was in grief as well, despite not having spoken once.
Everyone knew it, not everyone knew why.
Then.
The night descended, and everyone retreated to their separate rooms to sleep, to grieve, and sit in silence.