Story Cubes

Hi everyone, I wrote this based on some story cubes, hope you enjoy!

I'm ready. I'm going to see him again, tonight! That man with his curly brown hair and beautiful green eyes. I love him so much, it's just wish my parents could love him as I do. It's midnight, I should leave. I promised I would meet him at 20 past.

The coffee shop is a dull grey, lit with cold white lights. The poor man whose shift it is groggily lays down our drinks. My love's eyes are shining at me, like they always do. I slowly sip my coffee, savouring the warming liquid.

"Darling," he says, "I have a question..."

"Ask away beautiful." His voice is so deep and strong, another reason I love him so much.

"Will you go away with me, somewhere where we can get married and no one can stop us?"

"I don't know what to say." My brain is wiring. To run away? It's such a risk and I'm not sure it would work. "I love you, so much," I say, "But it won't work. We just have to wait until my parents realise how wonderful you really are."

"But darling, I can't bear to wait any longer." He is so sure. "Please, do it for me."

Suddenly the window next to us shatters with a loud bang. Shards of glass fly towards us. My love grabs me and pulls me down under the table. Out of the corner of my eye I see the culprit walk in through the door, holding a shotgun. The worker stands from behind the counter where he was cowering and tries to tell the intruder to go away. 

There is another loud bang and a flash of light. I scream. The next moment the man is lying on the floor beside me, red blood seeping along the floor.

I turn to my love, shielding me desperately. "I would do it," I whisper, barely audible, "I would run away with you."

"I love you." He says, determination flooding his voice.

Then he leaps up and grabs a banana that had fallen from the counter. I scream. He's going to die, and then I'll join him in heaven. He yells louder than I have ever heard a man shout, and hurls the banana at the murderers face. The gun falls to floor with the familiar sound of metal on metal, and the murderer staggers backwards. My knight in shining armour runs forwards and sends his fist hurtling at the others face. As the bloods starts to drip from the intruders nose he turns and flees. 

"Come on, let's leave this place." 

We turn and run.