It's really Complicated.

I had no idea when i woke up this morning, that it would

be the most interesting day of my life.

I stepped into the cold lobby of the bank and sighed in

relief that i was out of the harsh Texas heat. I walked

to the back to the teller. It was a lady with blond hair

pulled back. She smiled.

"Hello, how can i help you?"

I smiled back. "I just need to take out some money."

"OK, just fill out a few of these forms-"

She was interrupted by the sound of a mans voice saying,

"No body move. I have a gun."

I froze in terror as i felt the barrel of the gun against

my back. I looked at the monitor on the wall to see a man

a few inches taller than me. I couldn't see his face, he

had his hair in his face and a Hoodie on. He began to

talk again.

"Be quiet. Now, finish your business as if nothing is

happening but give me everything you have in your

register."

The Teller nodded and so did I. With shaky hands, i

filled out the form and gave it to the Teller. She did

whatever it is you do, and handed me the money.

"Now, take my arm and pretend to be with me. Smile. Hurry

toward your car."

I took his arm and we casually hurried to my car. i got

in and he got in, the gun under his hoodie but still

pointed at me. I put it in gear and drove away.

"I'm pretty lucky i picked you," he said. "A camaro.

Nice."

I laughed with out humor and it was a little shaky.

"Yeah, lucky me. Where am i going?"

"We need a different car. Too bad."

"If I'm going to switch cars, i have to go to my house."

"Fine. Is anyone going to be home?"

I swallowed. "Yes. My mother."

"I'll be going in with you, as your boyfriend."