you're such a dream to me...
not your typical love story.
inspired by Ariana Grande's r.e.m & the movie Baby Driver.
Chris Brown story ❤️
i suck at descriptions but the story speaks for itself. I PROMISE!
Warning: this story will include sexual content, violence, abuse, and profanity. Read at your discretion. 18+
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Panic erupts in the uptown bank as civilians and employees frett for their lives. What started off as a typical morning would leave some as a day to remember along with scars they'll never be able to forget. Glossy eyes, trembling lips, and individuals that shook in terror are lined against the walls. Many crowding together as a source of safety. They weren't left with much of a choice after those four masked bandits walked in. What was supposed to be a day of simple transfers, deposits and withdrawals turned into a day that would alter everyone's life. However, those four knew that but not this drastically. Things weren't supposed to play out like this taking a turn for the worse.
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"Nobody fucking move!" Her eyes dart over to her brother who's holding a 45/70 rifle in his hand. No one would dare to counter him. They knew that gun had power beyond limits. He kept his focus on the bank teller who's inches from the wall. He's given very clear instructions that everyone's back should be against the wall but she continues to inch forward in attempts to press the alarm. "The fuck I say?! You press that alarm and no one makes it back home. I mean it!" His voice roars like a lion causing everyone to jump including one of his own companions who was a couple of feet away from him.
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Her eyes scan the many faces that would probably linger with her for some time. Her objective was much like her brother's: get the money and go. No one needed to get hurt although that did happen at times. This time around was supposed to be different, it was the final stick up. He promised no one would get hurt but to him, that meant unless it was completely necessary. She knew he would if he had to in order to protect but they both hoped it didn't have to come down to that. They already had enough blood on their hands.
