Star Cross Lovers with Guns

Chapter 32

Amanda's P.O.V.

     "They just entered the weapons room." My twin informs me as he watches the R.I.S.K Squad and Nia enter the volt.

     Turning towards him, I smile. "Its our turn to work our magic."

     "Better believe it." Tyler extends his fits. Fist bumping each other we quickly begin to type away on out computers.

     "You take care of the exits while I work on the cameras." I order my younger brother as he chuckles lightly.

     "Seriously A?" The sound of him typing away at the computer in defeat makes me smile. "You're making me do the easy shit?"

     Raising an eyebrow, I twist around to face him. "You also have to make sure that it doesn't trace back here." Tyler sends me a nod. "You also have to clear our names from the system so that they won't track us down once we leave."

      Looking at me from over his shoulder, he shakes his head. "Always has to add a twist, don't you."

     Sending him a cheeky smile, I turn back to my computer. "I love you."

     Tyler scoffs while running a hand threw his dark red hair that matches mine. "Sure you do."

     "Oh stop being a baby."

     "I'm not being a baby! You always add a twist whenever I call stuff too easy."

     Letting out a fake laugh, my smile grows. "Then stop calling stuff easy and I won't keep adding things." Tyler keeps his mouth shut as I laugh at the silence. "Okay. Okay. I'll take care of clearing out names since that's too hard for you pea size brain."

     "Gee, thanks sis." When I finish shutting down the cameras, I work on clearing all the footage starting from where the guys walked to Nia's room till the weapons room.

     Finishing up, I work on clearing our names from their system which seems harder than usual. After a couple of minutes, Tyler's voice rings throughout the room. "Done."

     Looking at him over my shoulder, he leans back in his chair and sends me a toothy smile. "Lucky." I mumble before turning back to the computer.

     "You didn't finish?"

     I shake my head. "No. It's harder than usual." After a couple of minutes of not being able to pass the fire wall, I groan in annoyance and run my hands threw my hair while tugging at it. "Why the fuck won't it work!"

     "Amanda. Chill. You'll be fine." Tyler tries to reassure me but I begin to panic because this mission isn't completed until I finish on clearing our names.

      "No. You don't understand!" My voice goes high pitch as I try to control my breathing. "All this information leads to Angelo's computer and I can't delete our documents from here! I need to go to his office in order to delete everything and we can't leave until it's all complete and I-I just—I can't—" I begin to hyperventilate and suddenly everything gets all fuzzy around me.

     Tyler's big brown eyes widen as he jump off his chair and dashes towards me. Kneeling in front of me, he grabs my hands. "Breath Amanda. Breath. Small breathes. Like this." He begins those breathing exercises that seem to calm me down. I copy him and soon enough I'm fine again.

     "See you're all better." Pulling me into a tight hug, I rest my head on his shoulder and continue with the slow breathing. Pulling away, he sends me a tight lip smile while wiping away the fallen tears. "Now let me try."

     Nodding my head, I let Tyler sit in my seat as he begins to type quickly in the computers. Minutes pass before he groans in annoyance and slams his palm against the computer pad. "See!" I screech. "It doesn't work!"