The Plan//solby✔

Chapter: A New Psychopath

Colby's POV

"Reggie." Jake never mentioned anything about having a brother, all the years we've been friends he never said anything about it. Come to think of it he never really talked about his family or let us in his house.

Wait, why is Jake's little brother here? How does he even know us?

"Why are you here? We don't even know you." Sam said looking disgusted.

"Someone paid me some good cash to be here. They never said I was going to get beat up." Well, he deserved it, he was touching me. Only Sam could do that.

"Who paid you?" I asked wanting to know more.

"Some blue haired girl and a Hispanic guy." Brennen and Katarina, wow what a shocker.

I clenched my jaw at the thought of them going this far. Isn't shooting me in the shoulder and making me go into a coma enough. Once I get better I'm going to beat the shit out of them just like Sam did to Reggie.

I looked at Reggie and saw all the blood dripping down his face, he probably had several broken ribs and most likely a broken leg. The look on Sam's face when he pushed Reggie off me will haunt me forever. His eyes weren't the normal blue they were black, I never knew Sam was capable of doing what he did to Reggie. Which reminds me to never get on Sam's bad side.

"Did they pay you to touch me," I asked not really wanting to know the answer.

"Nah, It was just a little extra touch of mine." I saw Sam out of the corner of my eye, almost attack him again.

I walked over to Reggie and started kicking him, I would have punched him but I got shot and was in a lot of pain still. After about 2 minutes of hitting him, I stopped not wanting to kill him. Well, I did want to kill him but he's Jake's little brother he would never forgive me.

"Can you guys stop hitting me, I think I learned my lesson," Reggie said spitting out blood once again. He was still lying on the floor probably not able to move due to a couple of broken ribs.

I looked at my bullet wound and got memories from the incident. I remembered looking around the house and finding a room with a desk and pictures of us one of them was of us kissing at the abandoned factory. I never told Sam, I wanted to focus on finding are brothers not some stupid pictures. Hold on, if Brennen and Katarina weren't in LA at the time, then who took that picture?

"Sam, I never told you this out in the house where I got shot, there was a room with a desk and pictures of us. One of the pictures was of us kissing." I spoke so quick I was gasping for air by the end.

Sam turned around and looked at me, I don't know if it was because I was scared of him at the moment but he looked terrifying. He didn't look bad more like it looked like he could kill somebody at the moment.

"I also saw the room, when I went looking for clues to where they were." I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding in.

"Reggie did you take those pictures." I wanted to know if it was him or another psycho.

"No, I haven't even been to LA." Then how the fuck did those pictures get taken. I needed to know if Jake did it, he was one of the people on our list, I don't think he would do something like that.

"Do you know where Jake is," Sam said it was like he read my mind.

"He's in LA, he's staying with some chick named Tara." Jake was supposed to be on a trip with Elton.

"He said he had to do a job for someone." That explains why I thought someone was watching us, out of all the people, I didn't Jake would be involved in this.

"Colby we gotta go." I looked at Sam wondering why we had to leave right now.

"Sam, I just got out of a coma and you expect me to leave." If looks could kill I would have been dead now.

"It's either we stay here or we die because Reggie has a gun in his back pocket." I looked at Reggie to see his face go completely pale, he tried to grab it quickly but was stopped by Sam kicking his shoulder. He cried in pain while trying to move his arm.

Sam yanked my arm running out if the room. Luckily it was my good arm, his grip was so tight I would probably have a bruise tomorrow. We left the hospital not caring about all the people gasping and nurses telling us not to leave.

Sam called an uber and rented out a hotel room. He told me that we would fix my bullet wound when we got to the hotel. Sam was very good at stitches and medical things, I trusted him to do it.

I couldn't get the thought that Brennen, Katarina, Reggie, and Jake were out to get us.

Reggie's POV

"I need you to pick me up," I said into the phone.

"Did you screw up the plan. If you did I swear to-." I cut Brennen off knowing what he was going to say.

"I didn't screw up the plan, they are going to Hampton hotel Inn."

"So you did plant the tracker." I chuckled

"Ya, but they beat me up like really badly so can you come to pick me up."

"You couldn't keep your prevented hands away from him. I'm on my way."

"Shut up."

We will always be one step ahead of Sam and Colby, they don't know what's coming for them.