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rcher made a face at the pop as he would much rather have a beer. Though he knew since he was still underage he couldn’t have one here at the bar. Which was so unfair in his opinion. He sat down beside his sister and wondered who she was calling. He shook his head hearing who she was calling wondering how this one was going to turn out. He sat there and took a drink of his pop which he had opened as he listened to her. Hearing her mention Carter he frowned, and texted him. “You blamed the spilt soured beer on Styles?” He glanced back at his sister then looked back at his phone.
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iley let out a growl when Jantz answered. Even if he was riding somewhere if he saw it was her, he pulled over and parked to call her back. “How did you let mom take Styles?” She didn’t even beat around the bush. Usually she knew he had eyes glued on her and their brothers so it was a bit surprising, but then with how things had been going lately it wasn’t either. “I tried calling to apologize to Styles for hitting him. Archer came to apologize to me for spilling the beer in my tent. Carter told me it was Styles so that was why I went after him! That bitch answered the phone. She said we were never going to see Styles again!” She still was going to get a hold of Carter for that one, and put the fear of God into him.
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horn groaned hearing Delia and watched the guys go, before turning with Delia and heading back inside. He sat down and pulled Delia back down on his lap. “Now where were we?” He asked as fresh beers were set down at their table. Which he ignored and just kissed her with a smirk. If he remembered right this had been exactly where they left off, before getting distracted.
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Kidnapped!
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MADE BY MIZO
ABOUT Conner Michael Jennings
Nicknames
Con
Age
28
Occupation
Manager Rocky Sullivan's soon to be that is
You better have soul Nothin' less 'Cause when it's business time It's life or death
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onnergave a wave to his dad, and uncles. As well as Rocky who he counted as an uncle now. When Woody pulled out he pulled out as well with Murphy as they headed to wherever they were going. At least he and Murphy had caught wind of what it was about now, but still didn’t know where they were headed. Didn’t matter he was going to enjoy the ride no matter where they went.
I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either. -- Annie Oakley
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Delia went with Thorn and didn't resist getting pulled back down into his lap. She couldn't help but laugh a little when he was defintiely focused on one thing. She kissed him back, running her fingers up his chest, over his shoulders, and behind his neck where she could feel his hair at the nape of his neck.
Percy nodded knowing his brother was going to be stuck on that fact of being the oldest. He surpressed a groan hearing their sister's voice yelling through the phone that his brother put on speakerphone. He was not going to get involved with that right now. It wasn't really Jantz's fault. It was no one's fault except that bitch of a woman that was their mother.
Carter pulled out his phone and frowned. "I was covering for you. Why?" he responded back. He was confused knowing Archer was the one that did it, but he wasn't going to rat him out.
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antz heard bikes pulling off the main interstate and he glanced over seeing it was the other guys they were heading back to Reno with. “You actually talked to mom?” He asked in disbelief, straightening to his full height of 6 '5. He’d actually passed his dad up by an inch a few years before. Moving away from the bikes he shook his head. “I’ll call you later Ri.” He said hanging up knowing she wouldn’t like that at all. Once he was out of earshot with brother and the others pulling in he called Styles number. Unfortunately he didn’t have long to wait, before the bitch picked up purring into the phone.
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rcher shook his head reading the text. “I planned on coming clean, and I just did a little bit ago! Riley’s pissed at you now cause she got into it with Styles hitting him for it. Why him of all people?” He texted back hearing Riley growl and he bit back his smirk realizing that his oldest brother had hung up on her. He watched her bring up Percy’s name then, and hit the button to call him. He just shook his head staying out of it knowing she was pissed at the world right now. “Styles was kidnapped on the way back to Reno by our mom.” He sent the text to Carter.
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iley sighed. “Yes, she has Styles's phone!” She answered, and then growled when he said he would call her back later and hung up on her. Quickly she went to Percy’s number calling it. She hated being stuck here when Styles was in danger, but knew that there was nothing that she could do for him. She’d only get taken herself probably if she tried anything. That would just make the whole matter worse than it already was. Plus make her father go off the deep end probably even more than he was. Sometimes she really hated being born a girl, and not being able to do things her brothers did. Usually she didn’t let that stop her though. This time she definitely was.
Poison ivy comes a-creepin' around She's pretty as a daisy but look out man She's crazy She'll really do you in
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rynn sighed looking at her son’s phone as he was getting another call. A smirk came over her face seeing her eldest calling. “Well hello Jantzers to what do I owe this pleasure?” She wondered if he was just trying to call his brother or actually knew that she had his phone. Her eldest probably had more emotional scars from her along with his physical ones from her that his siblings had no clue about or his own father. They were just about back to where they were stashing the boy, but she had time for a little chat with her baby boy.
Percy looked over at Jantz thinking he was crazy to hang up on Riley. When he walked away, he was about to get up to meet the others that was coming back in, but his phone was going off. When he looked at it, he groaned before sighing and answering it. "Hey Ri," he said, not masking that he was actually feeling a bit defeated about Styles being taken. There was no point in it. If Jantz knew, then he usually knew since him and Jantz were generally together. He put the call on speaker, just in case she called to yell at him.
Carter shrugged, even though Asher couldn't see him. "Because he was right there and that was the first name to pop in my head. I didn't know she would go off on him like that. It was just spilled beer!" He responded. He froze when he saw the next text that came in. "What?" He managed to respond back, but his brain couldn't figure out anything else to say.
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antz wasn’t as prepared as he thought to hear her voice after all of these years. Quickly he fumbled getting a cigarette and he finally got it lit up, and took a deep drag. “Don’t call me that!” He growled out having always hated when she called him that. “Trade me for Styles.” He said, before he lost his nerve. His hand was shaking as he lifted the cigarette, hearing her let out a laugh that grated at his nerves instilling that fear as she had when he was just a little boy. He wasn’t that little boy anymore and he stiffened as he took another drag off the cigarette. Listening to her answer he closed his eyes as those memories hit him. He’d blocked them all from her blows taking the brunt of it. His eyes shot open when she said what she said, and hung up. He let out a yell of anger, and threw his phone on the ground watching it shatter.
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rcher shook his head reading Carter’s reply. “The beer was already soured. I couldn’t even get the smell out of her sleeping bag when I washed it in the river this morning. It’s hanging up outside our tent. Hopefully it dries out so I can use it tonight. I gave Riley mine to use, and am going to get her a new one.” He frowned looking at Riley half listening to her now. “Yeah. I don’t know how she got Styles, but he’s gone. Riley’s talking to Percy now after Jantz hung up on her.” He texted what he knew so far.
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iley opened her mouth, but she could hear how down Percy was now. “How is all I want to know? How did she get him?” She asked point blank, wanting, no she needed to know. Surely they hadn’t left him in the dust with everything that had been going on lately, but then knowing the boys heading back to Reno they probably had. She had heard the bikes pulling in wherever her brothers were, but when there was silence she heard Jantz’s yell of anger, and then something shattering. She cringed wondering if he had hit something. She wasn’t going to take anymore of her anger out on Jantz or Percy knowing they were probably going through hell right now hearing Percy’s voice and then Jantz’s cry of anger.
Poison ivy comes a-creepin' around She's pretty as a daisy but look out man She's crazy She'll really do you in
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rynn let out a laugh hearing Jantz. He’d always hated when she would call him Jantzers, and cried when she wouldn’t stop calling him as she had her fun with him. “Now that sounds like an intriguing thought. Especially with how much you’ve grown up. Just like your father. I’ll have to pass though. Your little brother will be much easier to torture than you. Just as he was when he was little. He’ll be cowering in fear, and not have you trying to block the blows.” She smirked as they pulled into the gated area. She smirked hearing her eldest breathing hard then as he was probably remembering. “Say bye bye to Styles forever.” She told him before hanging up.
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