Gangs of The Town.

I slam the cash register drawer closed. aggravated that i had to close up the diner tonight. "Are you kidding me, James? this is the third night in a row you've ask me to do this, what's the damn deal?" "This is the last time, i swear Em. I just need to do this ONE thing." He puts his hands infront of him in prayer position, a begging look on his face. "pleaseeeee" i scoff at him, rolling my eyes. "this is the last time. DON'T ask me again because i'm saying no. I had plans too you know. i was going to go out with Tracy and Makenzie tonight. but no, now i have to stay here and close the dang place up" i shake my head, grabbing a spray bottle and cloth. Noticing hes still standing there, a sorry look on his face. "Go before i change my mind, James." "you're a life savor!" He hurries out of the door leaving me by myself. "Jeez, i swear i dont get paid enough for this s**t, always staying late." I grumble to myself, wiping the counter off. *Tap tap tap* Someone's knocking on the door. "We're closed come back at 7am!" I yell out, continuing to wipe the counter. *Tap tap tap* Again????? "I said we are closed!!" I slam the washcloth down on the table, aggravatingly walking towards the door. As I'm about to open it, i get a glimpse of someone standing there, wearing a black ski mask. Holy f**k hes going to try and rob me. I back away quickly, going to grab for the phone. Next thing i know, i hear a big ass bang. he broke the window, and his arm coming in to unlock the door from the inside. "Where is he?" The man stalks in, a gun in his hand. Its pointed right at me. "Who are you talking about?" My hand reaches for my cell phone under the counter, but he comes closer to me, raising the gun and shoving it onto my timple. "Don't play games with me, where is James?" He pushes it harder against me, making me squeeze my eyes shut, my body trembling. "I dont f*****g know, he left about 20 minutes ago to go do something!" I squeak as he pulls back the trigger. "ENOUGH, BACK AWAY FROM HER." A deep voice calls out, making the other guy back off slowly. "This girl knows something, Boss. you can tell by looking at her. Shes lying." He lets out a snarl, raising the gun back in my face. "I dont know what youre talking about you f*****g psyco! He left earlier and didnt tell me where he was going! I'm not lying!" My hands clentch into fist at my sides. "Now now, Marcel, no need to scare the girl. If she says she doesnt know anything, then she doesnt know" The other guy that doesnt have the mask on, plops down on a stool infront of the counter, looking me up and down. "Coffee, please." He smiles widly at me. "Umm...o..okay." i look at the guy holding the gun, still pointing it at me. "Marcel, lower your weapon, she isnt gonna do anything stupid" He looks down at my t-shirt, seeing my nametag. "will you Emily?" He winks at me. "N...No..i....won't" i flintch as the guy un-c***s his gun. sighing and sitting down next to the other guy, whom im assuming is the boss, cause he called him that. I stand there in shock for a moment, not sure how to proccess him asking for coffee like he's a customer. "I said, coffee please." I jump out of my trance and hurry to the coffee pot, starting a fresh batch, not saying anything. how the hell am i going to get out of this f*****g mess. that guy with the gun is ready to fire at me as soon as i make one little mistake. And by the looks of the other guy, hes waiting for me to mess up so he can in fact tell the man to shoot me! "So, you say you dont know where James is, yet i feel like you know something." he takes a hand to his chin, rubbing it, thinking. "Are you lying, Emily?" I turn to face the man, waiting for the coffee to finish. "NO. I told you, i have no clue where he is!" "I see." he thinks for a moment before adding. "If you do know where he is, tell us, and we can go just as quick as my friend here came in." I turn back around, grabbing two cups, pouring the coffee. if i did know where James was, they wouldnt let me go. Only because i know the Marcel guys name, and I've seen the others face. hes lying. I slide the cups to both of them, shaking my head. "Even if i did know where James was-Which i don't. You say you'd let me go, but i don't belive you. you see, i might be a girl that works in a diner. But i know for a fact you wouldnt let me off free as ive seen your face, and i know his name." A small smile appears on his lips. "Plus, being ive already seen you, you're not going to let me go anyway. so if you're going to kill me, make it fast and painless, please. " what the hell am i saying, i should be begging for my life. but these guys look like the real deal, and begging wont be an option for me. its better to show my pride before i die. "What a bold girl you are." The guy marcel says, sheepishly. "Well she knows whats going to happen, might as well end her now. " he raises the gun and points it back at me, waiting for the man to give him the go ahead. He sips his coffee and sets it down. "No, i think i have a better idea." Marcel's face drops. "What better idea do you have, boss?" He raises an eyebrow. "We are going to bring her back to our place. and keep her there until we find James. And when that time comes, we can figure out what to do with her." he tilts his head, scanning me like im a peice of meat. "Basically, use her as bait. We tell James we have her, and he needs to pay up or we will kill her." he smirks at his idea. making Marcel do the same. "Hell yea boss, that sounds great!" He stands. "Lets take her, shes quite pretty too." "W...wait.. youre taking me? w..why? You dont need me, just let me go." i let out a gasp as the boss guy stalks towards me around the counter. He grabs me up in one swift move, throwing me over his shoulder. "L..let me go, PLEASE!" "No, ill have much fun with you, plus, we need a female in our house." He trails out of the door, not caring if anyone sees, leaving it open and the lights on. my purse and keys to my car still there.