The Robber

LEO

Beep! Beep! Beep!

I yawn and stretch out my arms trying to reach my alarm clock. I finally hit the damn thing shutting off the noise that haunts me every morning. I sit up and look at my room. Everything is baby blue and white. My bedsheets are white and my throw pillows are soft little blue clouds. My walls are white with pictures stung all around. My curtains are light blue and fairly sheer just like the canopy around my bed. I have a white desk covered in art supplies and my computer. My closet is open and I can just barely see my wardrobe from where I'm sitting all colorful and cute. The full-length mirror and comfy chairs are directly in front of me and I take a look at myself. I have dark brown hair and pale skin. My eyes are emerald green with thick black lashes lining them. I'm so small that my feet dangle off the edge of the bed. I'm like I don't know 5'3 maybe? I hop out of bed and grab my uniform. Despite the way I look and portray myself, I'm smart. I work at a bank with customers and money all day. Do you know how difficult it is to explain that you only have $300 and not $450 to an 85-year-old man? It takes some serious brainpower. Plus I'm studying human psychology and sociology in school. Oh did I mention I'm a 21-year-old college student?

I head to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I do all the normal things and then wrap a towel around my body. I sigh as I look into the mirror. Nobody takes me seriously and it's not even because of the way I dress. It's because I'm so damn small. I finish getting ready and step back over to the full-length mirror.

"Another day. You'll do great Leo, I know you will."

I try and tell myself as I stare up and down at myself. Blue dress pants, nice shiny black shoes, and a white button-up shirt. I run out of my room and grab a muffin, heading out the door.

I heard through the door feeling a little happier than I did this morning because I was only catcalled like three times today. I avoid all eye contact speed walking to my station but I'm too late, he's already seen me.

"Leo! Good morning!" I hear him shout.

"Good morning Tim." I mentally rolled my eyes "How was your weekend?"

"It was good, but now I'm happy because I get to see your cute face!"

To give you an idea of what's going down I'll tell you a little bit about Tim. The first day I started working here, he asked me out. I have now been working here for five months and he's asked me out about every day he's seen me here. Each time I say no. It starts out as a friendly no on Monday, but by Friday I lose my patience with him. Also, Tim is my boss.

"So you wanna go out for our lunch break today?" Tim asks loud enough that I think the people on the north pole heard him.

"Actually I brought a lunch today Tim" That was a complete lie but oh well

"Alright, maybe next time!" He doesn't seem upset at all and I know why. It's because he really does seem to think that I will say yes next time even though I will quite clearly not. I sit down at my desk and let out a long sigh.

"He's so annoying!" I hear my best friend in the whole world say.

"Tell me about it"

Olivia has been my best friend since I started working here. She is amazing and will always listen to me talk about my bullshit problems. One time she even took me to counseling with her boyfriend because I seem to know more about Olivia than she does.

"So how was your weekend? Meet any hot guys?" I laugh at that last statement

"My weekend was good and no I didn't meet any hot guys. Even If I did they wouldn't like me because well look at me. I look like I'm 12."

"NO YOU DON'T!" she whines, "You look like a small version of a 21-year-old. I mean damn boy look at that waist, those shoulders, and all the muscles you never let anybody see.

I laugh even harder making my cheeks flush. I mean she's not entirely wrong but I don't ever let people see these features. Olivia is the only person that I haven't known since I was at least five besides my relatives that has seen me in a bathing suit. So even though these features might exist, nobody will ever know.

I roll my eyes at her and she sends me a dashing prince charming smile. I laugh and turn around to get to work. About 15 minutes later I hear it. A shot. An Alarm. People screaming. I turn to Olivia and I point to the vault closet where we go in case of an emergency. Olivia makes it inside but just before I step in the heavy steel door slams shut.

Shit. Shit. Shit!

I ran to a cabinet and stand to the side of it. If I wasn't so small I would have been seen right away, but finally, my size is helping me. I hear 3 male voices. I feel like I'm gonna piss my pants in a matter of seconds. It's been about three minutes and everybody who didn't make it into the vault is now dead... except for me. The three men are clearly taking money and valuables from every orifice they can find.

"Sweep the area! Make sure nobody on the outside is still alive!"

I squeeze my eyes shut realizing that yeah, I'm about to fuking die. Two of the men move in one direction and one is moving closer to me. His footsteps were loud and haunting. His footsteps stopped and I slowly opened my eyes.

Then I see them. The most striking eyes I've ever seen in my entire life. They were so... I don't know. They were almost a color of their own. They're ice blue in the middle and silver closest to his pupils. The thing that really made them stand out was the ring of ocean blue along the edge of them. I can't look away until I noticed he has a gun pointed at my chest. I look back up at him waiting for the shot. It never comes.

Just do it you ass. Just make it quick, please.

Just then he lowers the gun. I look back up into his beautiful eyes confused.

"What's taking so long dude?" My breath gets caught in my throat.

"Nothing I'm coming! There's nobody back here" The man with the icy eyes calls back.

His voice was so velvety I thought it would seep right through me. Correction, it did seep right through. This man then, I kid you not, put his gun down, lifted his finger to what I would assume were his lips because he had a ski mask on, and said "Shhh." before walking away from me. I let out a sigh of relief and felt a tear running down my face. I had a whirlwind of emotions racing through me at this point.

What just happened? Why do I feel like this? Why didn't he kill me? What's going on with me?

I stayed put for about 20 minutes before the police arrived and everybody was let out of the vault. Olivia ran to me and we hugged for a good five minutes. I felt her tears fall just as heavily as mine did.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I am so sorry Leo. I didn't know the door would close like that. I was worried sick about you. I would have stayed out with you if I had known it wou-"

"Olivia, it's ok. I'm ok."

"You sure? I mean what even happened?" Just then a police officer walked up interrupting this beautiful reunion.

"I'd like to ask you the same thing. Mr. Handestrian is it?"

"Yes, sir."

What do I ever say? Do I want to tell the whole truth? What about that guy?

I told the police officer everything that had happened except I just told him that I hid well enough so that none of the men saw me. I told him they left after killing everyone else and taking the money. I told the officer that I couldn't see any of them and that I had just heard everything that went down.

I headed home for the day and passed out right as I hit my bed and dreamt of wonderful things... Those damn eyes.