Rambo || Bryson Tiller

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"Really?"

"Yeah. No use in being mad. Can't change the past, just the future."

"What you mean?"

"Our future will be better than our past. I hope."

"First thing first. Tory has to go baby girl."

"Why?"

"Why you gotta ask "why"? He twisted his face at me

"I just got back in touch with him. He's legit like my only friend outside of Tammy and she's my cousin. That's sad."

"No. Fuck that. Get a girl-friend."

"Where?"

"What salon you go to?"

"I don't want more friends.  Fake."

"And Torys not?"

"Think about what has happened. He's been chilling the whole time plus we wouldn't be associating if it you weren't dipping with his girl."

"He was cheating on her too."

"Doesn't give you a reason to do it. Then have a whole child with her. I'm pretty sure you hates you." I laughed slightly

"That's why I need you to stay away from him. He probably got some animosity toward me for taking Kelly."

"Taking? Y'all were together."

"When I left we tried it. For Harley's sake." He sighed

"So you came back to the Ville a lot."

"Nah. Not a lot. Just sometimes."

"And didn't co-"

"Rose, I thought you'd get over me."

"Yeah. Definitely, you taking my virginity, letting me meet your mom, and telling me you love me and I'll just forget about you. That makes so much sense babe."

"What you want me to do Rose? Make a time machine?"

"Shut up. We were just fine like 2 seconds ago."

"You tryna hold on to Tory. For what?" He rested his hand on the table harshly

"I'm not. Okay. Okay babe?"

"You want me to beat the brakes off that nigga, huh?"

We both laughed as I grabbed his hand and placed it on my growing bump.

"You feel that? That's our love bundled up. I'm not going anywhere. I love you Bryson."

I know I'm slacking. But the summer about to hit in a few days. I'm gone make it lit. Promise.