How I Met An Angel

The meeting

My shift just ended and it's already 11 p.m. I haven't eaten any food since lunch. My tummy is already angry you know. I must eat something before I collapse in hunger.

Before I reached my condo building, I stoped by the nearest convenience to stash some food. My stock are all out and I don't see any open grocery store by this time.

Not much people are in. Just some late night workes on the near by call center and some nocturnal college students that can't help but to be hungry. I bet they're working on their thesis. Trust me one month is not enough to make one.

I romed around the shelves to find what's good to eat. In the end I just got some double stuffed oreos, kitkat, fresh milk and cup noodles. I think that's enough.

Call me a pig, but I'm hungry.

I was the third person in line to pay for the goods I brought.

When the line finally moved, the person in front of me put his hands inside his jacket as if his holding something inside.

To my surprise, he suddenly drew out a gun and suddenly wrapped his left arm around my neck!

The next thing I  knew, I was held as hostage and his gun was already pointing at my head! Ready to shoot any time he wanted!

"If anyone of you will call the police! I won't hesitate to shoot you and this lady I'm holding! Now! If you don't want this store be your death bed! Be obedient and follow everything I say!"

All of the people inside froze.

Terrified.
 
Especially me, the one held as hostage.

" Everybody line up! Put all your phones and wallets inside this bag!" He brought out a bag and tossed it to the nearest person.

"You! collect all thier belongings! Faster!" The geeky guy then romed arround and one by one collected their valuables. Then immediately handed back the bag.

"Now everybody on your knees! Put your hands at the back of your head! Faster! nobody move a muscle!! One wrong move and I'll shoot!!" He pointed his gun to each person kneeling.

"You! bring out all the money in your register!!"

He's attention is now on the girl at the cashier. He's pointing his gun at her then back at me

Damn.

This is not what I image having my last breath, and I'm not ready to die.

"Hurry!" His voice was deep and scary. Imagine a man big as Captain America hugging you from the back but more agressive. All the biceps and stuff is choking me.

I can't barely move my feet. I was totally frozen on my spot. My eyes were wondering outside, hopping some passers by would see what's happening and would notify the police immediately.

My attention was caught by a guy with a hood about to enter the store. He's looking on the floor not noticing the holdup happening.

He opened the door and the bell attached suddenly had a clang sound. Now everyone's eyes is on him.

"Hey you!! What do you think you're doing!? Are you here to add up the death list? Hahahahahaha!" The holduper laughed on his own jokes. The guy did't answer. His eyes still on the floor.

Is he looking for a penny or something?

I then felt a lump on my throat. He's joke is not funny at all. He's the only one happy of course and he's laughing like a crazy dog.

How stupid of me to think about that. I mentaly face palmed myself for having such thought. Here I am held as hostage and any second I may be shot to death but still thinking shit.