How it all began

I'm in love with a criminal

Normal POV

       It was a storming day in San Francisco, California. Most people usually stay in their condos, apartments or homes at times like this, some were just stupid enough to play around like the children they were. Students usually get over excited when it's pouring like water from a bucket since it's mostly too dangerous for cars or buses to venture on roads like San Francisco's, especially when the weather is like this. Well most schools, since some districts think their students are tough enough to attend. Barely anybody was outside at this hour expect for a young Belgian who just sat in the park, holding her umbrella over her head. She seemed as it was a normal day, just casually looking around enjoying the scenery of rain vigorously dropping on to the concrete. Perhaps she enjoyed rain, or just really dangerous weather. The young European women named Emma, who's last name is still being discovered was scrolling through her favorite social media app, looking around and seeing whats new on the app. A few people walked past her, giving her a confusing look as if she should be heading home while the weather got worse but she just smiled and continued scrolling as nothing is happening.

     Twenty minutes passed as Emma was surprisingly still there, at the park just looking around or going through things in her purse. The weather was just a complete mess as streams of rain water where flowing past Emma who didn't mind at all, the condition was bad enough that Emma was the only one outside.. or was she. The sky grew dark as it still kept pouring, but not as bad as earlier. The weather seemed to calm down but fog took it's place, Emma decided it was time to retrieve back home since it was starting to spook her. She then, folded her umbrella and began to walk her way back home but when night took it's place, that's when danger rises above the dark and mysterious alleys of San Francisco. Cautiously looking around, with a chill slowly moving down her spine. Something bad is going to happen. She can feel it. Emma started regretting her decision of staying outside so long and late, luckily she has a Swiss army knife in her purse given by her older brother as a gift. Thrusting her hand in to her purse she handled her trusty weapon and placed it inside her pocket due to the feeling she was getting. Emma looked around for any stores or shops that she can stay in for a while, possibly buy a few things since she didn't want to look like a wondering baby deer.

      As Emma found a convenient store, she immediately walked inside it. It looked like it's been here for a while. The wall paper, flooring, and decorations were appealing yet, were low quality as in dusty or rusty, but the scent of fresh baked pastries seemed to make the place a lot more warm and welcoming. Emma looked around the store as she looked at the liquor section, she picked out two of her favorite wine coolers and  pulled out a solid twenty dollar bill. She might as well check out on what the store was baking, so she walked over to the tiny bakery in the store. Her heart felt warm as the scent soared around her presence which reminded her of her childhood hobby. Some looked very delicious along with the others as she picked out one that seemed to look tasty, Emma looked at the cashier who was reading the newspaper then walked over, placing her items on the counter then later put them in a bag and walked out. By the time she did, the feeling down her spine got worse, as her heart beat went crazy. She decided to start walking back home, but the feeling got more and more tense that she started to run. The Belgian lady did not know what was wrong but she knew she needed to go home immediately. Emma needed at least three more blocks till she made it home, but suddenly she was stopped by another woman who turned a corner of a building which made her stand in front of Emma, holding a knife and pointing it directly at her chest. Stunned, she dropped her groceries and put her handed up. The woman smirked and kicked the groceries away from the Belgian lady who was completely scared out of her life.

"Ah! What are you doing!" Emma gasped as she looked at her groceries, shattered glass and the drink all over the street along with her pastry.

"Shut the fuck up or I'll slit your throat at this moment!" the other woman hissed as she placed the knife on to her throat, barely touching it. "Give me all that you got! NOW!" her strong feminine voice demanded.

    Emma started clearing out her pockets, which was only a few dollars that counted up to fifteen. Then her purse came second.

"T-This is all I got!" Please don't hurt me!" Emma begged as the robbers face did not seem pleased at all.

"Is this seriously all that you fucking have!? Jesus Christ!" She groaned, squatting down and picking up the money she dropped on the floor then shoving them in to her back pocket.
The Belgian lady remembered she has her Swiss Army knife in her pocket. Emma then placed her hand in to her pocket slowly, struggling to get a good grip of the handle. After getting a handle, she slowly raised her hand but due to shaking she dropped the knife right in front of the robber who was looting off of her.

The robber looked at the knife, her jaw clenched as fury over whelmed her all over. She picked up the knife and stared at Emma.

"I see how it is" she smirked while putting the knife in to her own pocket. "Trying to be a hero I see, well you fucked up. Big time." her voice lowered as she grabbed Belgium's arm and stormed across the street. "Just for that cute little trick, you're coming with me!" she laughed sinisterly, as Emma's eyes began to tear up, trying to pull away by the robbers grip was too strong and tight.

"Say hello to your new home because you're not going back for a while!" she growled as she looked at Belgium at the corner of her emerald green eye. Emma was terrified, and thought her final hours are being counted every second she's with this robber. "Oh- and by the way. I could use a cute little lady like you for many special things, many special things" she laughed as she tugged her harshly.

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um ew I know this is trash but yeah lmao but heyyyyyyyyy I may or may not continue this lmao