Jack POV
That bitch! Amy wants me to stay late to clean since I was apparently 'Late'.
As everyone left the building, I sat in Amy's office cleaning up. I saw cobwebs at the top of a huge picture frame of Amy, she was doing that 'I'm so popular' pose. You know the one with the hip to the side and flicking your hair as the boys crowded you. I guess she was one of them 'popular' girls.
I rubbed my hands together and began lifting the picture frame. It was so heavy, I think I made a BIG mistake of trying to lift it, because I was stumbling backwards. My heart beat was on a rapid pace. Suddenly I fell. But into something soft, the couch! I let out a sigh of relief and got the picture frame out of my face. My eyes widen when I saw a massive safe.
This must be where Amy keeps her money...
I pushed the picture frame aside onto the ground. I didn't keep my eyes off the safe. Million upon million...no..billions! Numbers us humans couldn't even count are in this safe...
I put my hand onto the metal door to heaven. It had a lock. I let out a shaky breath. I knew the code, Amy uses the same code for everything.
Don't open it, don't open it....
My thoughts were snapped when I herd a door slam. The picture frame! I wouldn't be able to get it back in time. I quickly dived for the couch and hid behind it. The back was facing the wall so no one would be able be to see me. I herd whispering, I couldn't tell what they were saying but they got closer and closer. I shut my eyes bracing myself for Amy to walk in and fire me if she saw I touched her stuff.
The door open up quietly, I shut my eyes ready for rage to outbreak but instead a man's voice was herd. It was chill and deep. "Cry here, I'm in the office of Amy pebbles", another man's voice spoke only it sounded like it was coming from a phone. All of a sudden a woman's voice spoke from beyond the door "Clear" she said. I didn't know what to do. The guy by the name of cry spoke "Huh? The safe is barley hidden." Footsteps walked towards the safe. I peaked over to see a man in a green hoodie and wearing a mask. Beside him the woman stood, she had brown and purple hair. "The building is cleared, so maybe she forgot to put the painting back up." As she said that, footsteps walked closer to me. My heart pounded in my chest as sweat poured from my forehead.
What I'm I going to do?
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//On the run\\ (Septiplier)
Acción♡2 may 2017♡ Jack is a normal person that does normal stuff like work, live, and sleep. He runs into someone with not a normal life. But in fact a criminal life, his name is mark.
