[ WP ] The friend that was supposed to drive you away after robbing a bank has tipped the cops about the robbery . You 're inside the bank holding 30 people hostage

`` Ok, take a second. Think.'' I said aloud to myself. Months of planning, recruiting... fuck, it was all wasted. `` At least we can keep a little extra now,'' said Rach. Ah, Rachel. Classic Rachel, always cracking jokes no matter the situation. She was my sister, and this whole shindig was actually her idea, despite me being the narrator of this story. `` What the fuck are we going to do!'' Shouted Ryan, as he looked out the window, clutching his Beretta M9 as tightly as a mother would hold her stillborn child. He saw what we all knew- that we were screwed. Cops at every angle, their blue uniforms creating a recently hurricaned sea, although this was much more hostile. I looked up, as I do when I really need an answer. Not to God, mind you, but the calm, tiled ceiling. Ceilings would always calm my rage as a child. I once knew why, but I've forgotten over the years. 
 `` Fuck it. I do n't know about y'all, but I'm going out like a man. I was always kind of hoping for this, you know what I mean?'' Everyone else was incredulous, but Daryl had told me earlier that this was what he wanted. If we had gotten trapped, this was how it was going to happen. `` Prison ai n't for me, fellas. I'm going to see my daughter.'' Wait, Daryl did n't have a- before I could finish my thought, Daryl was out the door, firing his AK-47 wildly, as if all of his training had been wiped from his mind. He was a marine, you know. It was a valiant effort to say the least, trying to take out as many as he could before he fell. It did n't take long. Maybe three seconds before he was gone. His head exploding in a red mist will forever be my fondest memory of the man. 
 `` That's the way to do it. Take some notes, children. See how brave that was? That was badass as shit.'' Ryan told the mother of three, huddled with her children beside their father. `` He's right, Brian. That's the new plan. It's the only plan.'' I could n't believe what I had just heard out of Rach's mouth. Ryan nodded in agreement. `` We can go out of this world just like we came in-together.'' I suppose that would be a fitting end to us, though I still had my reservations. `` Fine. You win, as always. Let's do this.'' She looked me deep in my eyes, and I saw her. I mean, I really, like saw her. She really was beautiful, her head shaved on one side and green hair gave off that punk rock-ish look I had always loved. 
 The three of us walked to the door. We were ready. My sister turned to me. `` Hey, Brian?'' `` Yea?'' I could see the tears slowly welling in her leafy green eyes. `` I love you.'' She hurled her face towards me and gave me the hardest, most passionate, and downright sexiest kiss I had ever received. I was stunned. Stunned, as I watched them walk out, feigning surrender. Stunned, as they quickly brought up their guns, and as they quickly were dispatched in a tidal wave of bullets. I dove behind a wall to protect me. I was hit twice in the leg, and once in the ribs. It did n't matter. I could n't feel anything. `` C'mon you son of a bitch. Get up,'' I thought. 
 It was my turn. As I readied myself, my thoughts turned to our ex-getaway driver. All the memories we shared throughout our lives. We did n't even ask him to be a part of this, he volunteered to drive for us when we told him the plan. That fucking coward. Anyway, thanks a lot, Dad. I walked out the door with my guns up.
