Right My Wrongs ; A Bryson Tiller Story

Chapter 6 ⚜

|Tiana|

"Hi T-Tiana," Harley said, as if she was unsure of how to say my name.

"Hey cutie," I smiled and hugged her.

"Um Wassup," Bryson greeted softly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hi," I said dryly then Jordan elbowed me. I gave him a death stare when he did that.

"Well I'm Jordan, Tiana's sexy ass best friend," Jordan said waving around his nail filer.

I couldn't help but laugh, he's so extra and that's one of the reasons why I love him.

"Oh cool, but I came ova because Harley wanted to say hi and she wouldn't stop bugging me until she got what she wanted," he said, still looking at me.

"Oh. She said hi, so bye," I said, dismissing him.

I'm still pissed at him, I don't want to talk to him at all after that lil stunt he pulled last night. I'm still trying to figure out if Bryson is the reason why my brother acting brand new. I want answers to why people wanna act different, referring to Dontae and Bryson. But I don't think I'm quite ready to talk to Dontae, that's going to take some time.

"Since baby girl over here don't wanna talk I'll say what's up. Tiana needs to stay with you for a little while," Jordan demanded.

Bryson bust out laughing, which I didn't find anything funny. Cause if there is something funny, let me know so I can laugh right along with you.

"Wait y'all serious," Bryson questioned with a big ass smile on his face.

"Duh nigga. If we wasn't serious, we would be laughing with you," I said rolling my eyes.

"You ain't staying in my house with a stank ass attitude," he spat.

I started to laugh and he looked at me crazy, wondering if I have mental issues. He's the reason why my attitude on one hundred. He acting like he don't remember what happened last night, I could slap him right now.

"Please, help my girl out," Jordan begged.

"I want her to come home," Harley begged with Jordan.

"Fine damn," Bryson said in defeat.

"But while you there, I don't want no damn attitudes."

"Ain't no promises," I said as I headed to my car.

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|Bryson|

I told her where everything was and showed her how to work some things around here. I wanted to stop what I was doing and set her straight because she still got that fucking attitude that I don't have time for. But I tried my best to ignore it and be nice to my ignorant guest.

"Alright that's it," I said then yawned.

"Bye," She yelled as she worked her way to the guest bedroom.

I swear it's not gone be long till I snap on her, I can't deal with attitudes especially if it's coming from an adult. I don't know what her problem is but she needs to get it together because I'm not the one.

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It was now night time, and I thought it would be nice to make a meal for my guest. So I made eggplant parmesan pasta, Caesar salad, and garlic bread. It seems as if she didn't appreciate my cooking, because she sat there moving the food around. I didn't want to bother her, knowing she had an attitude from the beginning. It felt awkward to be sitting there in silence, just the two of us because Harley was now spending time with her mother.