Kitty

'Do what you want but you're never gonna break me, sticks and stones ain't never gonna break me oh'

Blood was spattered all over my orange jumpsuit. The yellow smiley face painted on it looked sinister as the fluid that had kept the police officer alive dripped in a sickening rhythm onto my pumps.

The sound of it reminded me of what I had just experience: the horror and guilt of the crime we had committed. I looked around at my comrades and met eyes with Sam and then Robert.

"What the hell have you done?"

"Shit." they said unanimously.

"What have we done?"

"You complete dickheads" commented Jordan

"Fucking hell! My iPhone's out of battery!" cursed Ian.

We all stared at his inability to comprehend the seriousness of the situation.

"Really, you're thinking about this now?" Rachael yelled

"I'm don't want to interrupt, but shouldn't we run?" asked Zayn

We all thought this was a good idea.