Bonnie and Lies

Everything Changes.

"SHIT,shit, shit! Motherfucking shit! Are you are you kidding me, what the fuck?! Really, did you really-"

"Come out with arms raised high!"

Bonnie looked at the situation unfolding all around her, she had forgotten she had even pressed the emergency button. Well damn, this happening. Why is it that I always end up flirting with the hot people that are ALWAYS fucked up and/or assholes? Why me? Why is it always me?

"Hell no, I am not going to prison on my first fucking robbery. Shit, fuck this, fuck all of this."The Robber panicked, her back turned to Bonnie and then quickly turned back around.

"Okay, first of all, why did you press the goddamn button?! I told your dumb ass not to, are you kidding me? Second of all, while on the subject of your ass, nice ass, Love. Third of all, you're coming with me."

The Robber went behind the counter, grabbed Bonnie by the the arm and started pushing her towards the back door.

"Hey, what the fuck?! You can't just take people like that, what's wrong with you?" Bonnie protested, forgetting that she talking to a robber.

"Love, I'm the one with the gun, so it's safe to say I'll be taking whoever I want."

Bonnie continued to struggle and try to get out of her captor's hands.

"Relax Love," The robber said in calming voice while putting her gun to Bonnie's head. "Everything is gonna be just dandy."

"Dandy? Are you serious? What is this, the 1950's?"

"I've got a trigger and I'm not afraid to press it."

"How original," Bonnie said with an eye-roll.

"Fuck you."

"Maybe later."

The robber smirked, "You know, for a girl with a gun pointed at her head, you're very critical."

When they finally got to the back door, they found an escape car with two men in it.

"Good job, Lyann. The cops are out there and we're nearly surrounded, but don't worry and take your sweet time."

Lyann forced Bonnie into the car and followed afterward. Bonnie chose wisely at that moment to remain silent and thought to herself, Lyann? Lyann Schanda? That girl from the mafia the MOTHER FUCKING MAFIA!

"Shut it, Jordan. I got the money, didn't I?"

Lyann ripped the bag out of Bonnie's hands and threw it into the driver's lap, who immediately passed it to Jordan, who checked it for money.

"Well, at least you did that, and who's our guest?"

"Oh her, she's nothing now shut up and torch the place."

Both the driver and Jordan got up to do what they were told.

Bonnie decided now that she and Lyann were alone in the car it was a good time to be bold again.

"Nothing? I thought we had something special," Bonnie said dramatically using the cliche line. "Lyann, I thought I meant something to you."

Lyann smirked, "Of course you do, Love. Now that you know my name, can I have the pleasure of knowing yours?

"Bonnie."

"Hello, Bonnie, your life is over-"

"WHAT!"

"When we get to HQ, you're going to have two choices. You can either join us or you can die and I rather you not die so you'll be joining us.

"WHAT!?"

"Ugh, don't worry, I'll have some guys go to your place and bring you some of your stuff, so relax."

"I have friends, well, maybe not friends, but I've got a family! You can't have them thinking that I'm dead, they'll be worried! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"Hey, don't blame me for this, Bonnie. I'm not the one who pressed the goddamn button and had the cops come, now did I?"

"So you're saying this is my fault?!"

"Yeah, pretty much. I told your dumb ass not to press it, but did you listen to me? No. No, you didn't and thus forced my hand to kidnap you and burn down a perfectly good building. For shame, Bonnie, for shame," Lyann said shaking her head in mock disappointment. "If you had just waited until I left to call the cops then maybe just maybe your life would've gone back to normal, but nooo, you just had to press that button."

"YOU WERE ROBBING THE STORE, WHAT ELSE WOULD I-"

Lyann put her hand over Bonnie mouth quickly."Shut up or at least quiet down! Are you trying to get shot?"

"Do," Bonnie finished lamely slightly embarrassed at her lack of thought.

Jordan and the other lacky returned to the car.

"Yo, Lyann, we found a purse, but there wasn't much money in it."

"Give it here, you piece of shit," Lyann joked with the guy and snatched the purse away from Jordan. "Oh, look at that. How adorable, a tiny China-town style purse. Never would've pegged you as the type of gal' to like these things, Bonnibell,"

"Shut up, Annie-kins."

Jordan laughs at the nicknames, "Oh, she's a wild one."

"I know, right. She's real piece of work with quite a pretty mouth on her, the time to give a girl ideas,"

Bonnie, though scared out of her mind, was not about to be talked to like that, "Buy a girl a drink first."

Jordan and the Driver laughed at that and Lyann smirked.

"Sure thing, Love. Yo, Donny what ya' laughing for? We don't have that type of time, step on it."