Their Style

Chapter 22

Sam's POV

Cameron, Damon and Isabel explained to me that Rylee knew exactly what Timothy, Nash and Lydia were planning for our parents.

"what are we going to do?" Jasmine asked me.

"We're not going to let them get away with this right?" Racin looked to me.

"No" I told them, "we're not going to let them hurt our parents. We're going to save them"

"How?" Isabel wondered.

"I know how we can save our parents before Timothy and the rest of them have the chance to stop them" I explained, "you have to listen to me when I say I know what I'm doing"

Liam came back from the kitchen with a blunt hanging out from the corner of his mouth. He puffed a little cloud of smoke out of his mouth, "alright, I'm ready"

"Dad can I have some?" Carlos asked.

And just as Liam was about to hand Carlos his blunt, Carlee and Adyson walked in. Carlee shot him a dirty look and Liam slipped the blunt back in his mouth.

"What's going on?" Carlee asked.

"Well" Liam inhaled more from his blunt, "we are devising a plan to save their parents from crazy maniacs, who want all of them dead"

"Cool" Adyson nodded.

"What if something happens to them?" Carlee questioned.

"Don't worry!" Liam said, "this one's got a gun!" He pointed at me.

I smiled a little. Carlee did not look impressed. She looked scared and maybe even a little disturbed, but I didn't care.

"Where the fuck did he get a gun?" Adyson looked at me.

"Our parents are bounty hunters"

"They always wanted us to be able to protect ourselves, if something like this ever happened" Jasmine added.

"Noice"

Carlee relaxed a little more, but she was still tense, "That makes a little more sense"

"Can I get a gun?" Carlos wondered.

Carlee shook her head, "Carlos, I'm not getting you a gun- ask me when you become bounty hunter"

Carlos nodded. I had a bad feeling he took what his mother said to heart.

"Adyson, Carlee you should help us?" Liam was walking around with very poor balance and almost fell on the ground.

"Hell yeah!" Adyson sat up.

"I don't know" Carlee shrugged.

"Stop being such a pussy, and help" Liam teased her, "you won't regret it"

Carlee sighed, "Fuck it- I'm in!"

I didn't know if Carlee knew what she agreed with, or if she was just second-hand high from Liam's blunt fumes. It didn't really matter, because -high or not- there was no turning back now.

After a long day of planning, our plan was finally ready to be set in motion.

"Rose just texted me and said they're going to stop the jail car near the highway 11 bridge" Cameron said.