You’re a customer laying face down on the floor during a bank robbery. Describe the robbery from this view point.
“All right, nobody move everyone down on the floor.”
I’m standing in line almost next to be served at the local bank on the high street, I turn around at the sound of male voices yelling and commotion at the door, did I just hear right? My God. Yes I did it’s Monday morning I came in to pay an overdue bill now I’m in the middle of a stick up, three masked men waving guns at me …. and my baby boy! Are behind me. I watch everyone behind me in the line drop like flies, and customers start to scream and plead for their lives
” That includes you lady, get down you and the boy!” ”OK, cool I heard you just don’t shoot all right I have my son with me.” The words fly out my mouth before I have a chance to think what I’m doing, I’m arguing with a man with a gun! Kim, be cool. ”Mama, ha ha!” I hear my baby boy start to laugh as he thinks it’s a game, in slow motion I watch him run toward the three men at the door waving their guns. ”Get back here” I grab my baby boy’s hand and cover his eyes, he starts to cry and yell we get down on the floor slowly. I hold on to him tight and try to calm him down he’s shouting and screaming. ”Keep the kid calm, and nobody gets hurt.” I bite my lip and cut my eye at this ass hole, and in my mind start to pray they get the money and get the hell out.
Laying here on the dirty grey carpet of the bank , I turn to the left and right slowly and calmly I watch everyone around me freeze, I make eye contact with an elderly lady in her 60s and I think of my own mama. I want to reach out to her and bring her close to my baby boy and me, I can see the terror in her eyes.
” Hey, lady I said get down, don’t look up and don’t move the old girl’s fine.” Me like a fool I look straight up at the masked man pointing a gun at me and back at the elderly lady and offer her a nervous smile. I cuddle my baby boy closer and cut my eye again at the masked man. Lord, I know I’m not the most religious person out there and I know I don’t go to church and I hope you don’t think I only turn to you when I’m in trouble, but please keep us safe. In my mind I pray… hard.
From the corner of my eye to the left I see one of the three men run up to the counter and put his gun in the young pretty cashier’s face, she throws her hands up higher and screams. I look to the right while the other two walk around the customers lying on the floor making sure no one moves a muscle. Waving their guns around trying to breathe fear into everyone- it’s working. I hear sobbing, small cries, coming from a lady behind me. I glance around she looks about my age in a smart suit and an engagement ring on her left hand. The poor thing, she’s probably thinking she’ll never make it to the alter.
” Hey, lady you wanna get outta here alive today or what?”
I turn around quickly facing the front and put my head on the floor.
“Mama, I wanna go now” ” Ok, son, we be gone soon it’s just a short game it be over soon and-” ” But mama!”
“Shut the kid up!”
“Sorry he’s only two what do you expect!” There I go again, that smart mouth with no filter my own mama said would get me into trouble. In slow motion I watch one of the masked men walk up to me, he comes close I tighten my grip on my son and meet his eye trying to show no fear I need to show my boy it’s OK. He leans down close to my face , lifts me by the scuff of my dress and shouts at me.
“Keep the kid calm, no one gets hurt.” He drops me like a hot cake and walks back over to the counter.
“Mama-” “Shhh baby.”
” Fill up the bag, quick, c’mon c’mon b*tch what’s taking so long and don’t even think about pressing any alarms or you’re toast you hear me?”
”All right, OK OK just please don’t hurt me.” I watch the cashier’s face turn bright pink and she breaks out in a visible sweat as she slowly opens her draw, and starts to fill up the masked man’s black bag with money.
” Hurry up!” ” We aint got all day!”
I turn to my right and follow the voice demanding the cashier hurry up, it’s one of the two watchmen he’s nervous, I can tell by the way he is hopping from foot to foot bouncing around looking left and right, like a startled rabbit caught in a head light.
“B*tch I said move, get that money and fill up the bag hurry!”
” Hey, hey I said don’t move!”
I wrap my baby boy up tighter in my arms and watch one of the two watchmen move closer to the counter from my left, as he shoots at the screen at the man behind, the man ducks. It’s bullet proof and the stray bullet hit the glass and fires back at him- dumb ass does he not realise that this is not the movies, glass in a real bank is toughened ready for jerks like him. I watch the bullet backfire and hit him in the left shoulder.
”C’mon we gatta go, Sean’s been hit let’s go let’s go!” ” I turn back to my left raising my head slightly, and watch the nervous second watchmen bounce around and wave his gun in the air gesturing to his accomplice at the counter to hurry up.
”Wait, one more bag- b*tch move, get the money!”
The pretty cashier starts to cry and sob.
“The masked man at the counter turns his attention to the male cashier his accomplice fired at. “And you, get out here and on the floor did you press the button? Did you call the poe-poe on us?”
Another shot this time from the masked man at the counter, aiming for the male cashier accused of raising the alarm, he misses thank God. The cashier ducked again and ran out the back.
“I’m bleeding man we got to go! This is DNA everywhere we’ll get caught for sure!”
“Ah s*it, let’s go man, he’s right.”
I turn back around to my left and watch as both watchmen start to worry and panic, waving their guns and looking over their shoulders in a worried state. In the background I hear sirens coming.
“What, What no way man ahh no way.” The masked man at the counter grabs the two black bags of money and heads towards the door, I watch him pass me, he trips and falls he never saw my son’s toy car lying on the floor.
“Ha ha mama- car look.” I cover my baby boy’s mouth and look up at the masked man scrambling to his feet, his two accomplices are already half way to the door and the sirens are near. Too late the poe- poe are here! I’m too scared to turn around toward the exit but I do I risk it, and I see two London Metropolitan police cars and a van pull up outside the bank. More than 10 police officers jump out.
” Hands up, don’t move put your guns on the floor” I hear one of the male officers shout in a deep booming voice. I pray there’s not a shoot between the poe-poe and the villains, I want them caught but I don’t agree with police bearing arms and shooting- no matter the race of the villains or what they’ve done.
“What we ganna do now! Man?” Masked man one looks around at the other two.
“I’m bleeding like crazy, we got to get out of here!” Masked man two I watch clutch his left arm trying to stem the bleeding. It is not working, blood is all over the dirty grey carpet where he was stood keeping watch.
“Head out the back.” The third masked man and clear ring leader instructed.
All three masked men U-turn and run pass me and all the bank customers still lying face down on the floor. I raise my head and watch them jump over the counter- black bags in hand of course. One of them even has the cheek to stop and grab some more money. The officers run in waving their way around the bodies on the floor and head out the back. Guns to the ready and I pray some more.
“Hands up, there’s no where to run boys, this is it game over! ” The deep male voice boomed again.
I hear the sound of guns drop on the floor and hand cuffs firmly being placed on. I raise my head slightly and watch the three masked men being led out by the police and into the awaiting police van.
“All right, everyone up please, is anyone injured do we need an ambulance?”
So much for a quiet start to the week for me.