Been That Way (Bryson Tiller) FanFic|| Editing

Chapter 22

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Two years later...

Bryson.

"Tiffany, you're a good friend and all but I can't go on with this not anymore." I said holding onto her hand.

"Why, Bryson after everything we've been through all the things you told me." She said as she rolled her eyes.

"Look...I have a daughter and a girl. Even though we rocky as fuck right now."

"Y'all ain't even together, what do you mean 'rocky'." She released out of my grip.

"Listen, it's because of you and Kayla that I'm in this mess."

Amelia hasn't talked to me ever since she found out that I Hooked up with Kayla. It wasn't on purpose. I was tired and out of it. She was just there for me while Amelia decided she was going to go back New York for this modeling career. She left and took Harley and it just devastated me.

Then that's when Tiffany came into the picture.

I met her while I went back down to Louisville with Kayla to see my family.  We've became close ever since, but Amelia didn't believe that we was just friends. At a point, I didn't even believe we was just friends.

"Bryson. We have never done anything. I don't know how I'm apart of your mess." She said as I just nodded.

"You did it with Kayla, not me." She added.

I hated that she was right.

I took my cap off and rubbed my hair. "Look I'm going to get going. I got to catch this flight back to Miami. I'll talk to you soon."

"Just make sure you leave me out of everything and anything. But call me when you need me, I'm one call away."

"Love ya Tiff." I said as I got into the car.

***

"Daddy! You're home." Harley said as she came running down the stairs.

"Baby girl. How've you been I missed you. Where's your mother?" I said as gave her hugs and kisses.

"Upstairs. I was upstairs painting in my new room.Wanna see?"

"Sure." I said as I got up and followed her upstairs.

I turned to see Amelia in her room. I couldn't say anything to her. I just admired her beauty.

              Where did I go wrong.

She finally looked up and rolled her eyes at me.

"Oh, you're back. How was your trip." She said as she closed her book.

I snapped out of my daze.

"Oh it was good, you know seeing family-" She cut me off.

"Bryson, just stop it. Whatever you was really doing there. I don't care anymore. All I know is, when we are in this house. Everything is Harley related. Your room is down the hall. I already moved most of your stuff down there." She said coldly as she rubbed your shoulder.