kidnapped by robbers // m.h

Chapter 22

Summer's POV:

How much worse could my life get? I mean, seriously. Did I do something to deserve all of this misery and confusion?

After I helped Adam and Savannah with their bullet wounds, I began cooking dinner. I have to keep my mind off things.

I still can't believe that Matty would go as far as shooting his friends.

I prepared some tomato and basil pasta, served with cheesy garlic bread.

Whilst I was waiting for the garlic bread, Matty entered the kitchen. God, what does he want now?

"C'mon. We're all going on a mission. Well, Adam and Savannah are staying locked in the basement. Since we're down by two members, you are filling in their place."

"There's no chance I'm doing that. No no no." I protested. I am not going on some wacko mission.

"Consider this as your punishment, or maybe you'd prefer the spankings.."

"I have a feeling that the marihuana is rotting your brain - you've actually gone insane."

"Which one is it going to be?" He mused. The expression on his face proves that he's enjoying my suffering. I wouldn't willingly do any.

"I'll come on the mission." And with that, I exited the kitchen and dressed for the occasion.

I wore skinny black jeans, a white tank top, black vans and my leather jacket. My hair was pin straight and my eye makeup was on point. I'm not gonna lie, I looked like a bad ass.

The outer exterior portrays me as an intimating person - it hides the real me. In reality, I'm a timid shy girl who got forced into the wrong crowd. I enjoy going to concerts and theme parks, not being kidnapped and going on missions. I would always say to Grace that I wished I lived on edge. You know what they say, be careful what you wish for.

***
"I'm not doing it Matty. You said nothing about going inside, just sitting in the van." I protested.

"You'll do it."

"Why will I?"

"Because if you don't, I'll kill Adam and Savannah. You really don't want to be testing my patients Summer." Matty sneered.

Oh boy.

"Right, everything's in place. All you need to do is fill the bag with money."

"Because that's not hard at all." I spoke, sarcasm laced in every word.

"Nope it's not. Remember, shoot anyone who gets in your way."

***
"PUT THE MONEY IN THE BAG!" I shouted.

"Sorry miss, the authorities will be arriving shortly. I'm afraid I can't do that." Replied a young accountant.

"Please, just put the money in the bag. My friends life's are depending on this." I begged. By now, tears were soaking my balaclava.

The women looked apologetic and shoved the money in the bag.

"Listen, I'm only helping you because I was in the same position. Just promise me that I'll be free and you won't shoot me. I have a new born son and he really needs his mummy." She whispered.

"Of course," I sobbed. "Thank you so much. I wish you and your son a happy life." I whispered.

She handed me the bag of money and ran towards the hostages.

"Drop your weapon miss." A loud voice shouted, catching my attention.

Fucking shit.
I turned around to see..
A police officer?

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

*Bang. Bang.*

I quickly shot him twice and ran out of the back exit.

When I reached the van, I chucked the bag of money at Matty and cried.

I cried because I killed an innocent man. I cried because I didn't like this life. I cried because I miss my parents, my friends and even my dog.

"I killed him Matty. He's dead. Oh my god, he probably had a wife and kids." I sobbed.

"You made me do this! This is all your fault." I screamed!

Matty held me tightly in his embrace.

"This is all your fault!" I sobbed.

Before I could comprehend what was happening, he put a needle in my neck.

The prick is fucking sedating me.

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Wow, that was intense. I've made a new cover:)) I hope you all like it

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