Rambo || Bryson Tiller

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Tory rushed him in response. Security from the corner of the room grabbed Tory pulling him away from Bryson.

"What's your fucking problem?" I shook my head before walking away

"Rose?!" He called as he was handcuffed

I stood in the hallway watching him being stood up and walked out of the hospital.

"Rose?"

"I'll meet you at the station." I held my hand up to his face and took his keys from his pocket
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At the police station I waited for everything to be filed so I could bail him out.

"Who are you here for ma'am?"

"Bryson Tiller."

"Yeah he's just been filed. $265 and sign here please."

I did as told and slid the money across the table.

"He should be released in 5 to 10 minutes."

I nodded and made my way back to the car. I pulled my phone from the pocket of my jeans and called Tory.

No answer.
Again.
No answer.

"Rose?" Bryson called as he made his way in the car

"Not right now...just not right now." I held my hand up for him to stop

"I'm not sorry."

"Why'd you have to do that?!"

"Fuck him!"

"His mothers in there on her death bed a-"

"Fuck his mother!"

"Your so fucking selfish! You have your parents! You don't know what it's like not to have anyone Bryson! The two people that are suppose to love you forever no matter what are taken away from you. You have no idea. Your so selfish." I wiped the tears from my eyes and cheeks

"I'll never do that to my child. Ever. Theres nothing worst than losing your first friend, first role model,  the person who gives you the most love, and advice." I wiped my face from the never ending tears

I couldn't even look at him. I kept my eyes to the road and tried to keep myself from thinking about my parents.

"Rose baby what are you doing honey?"
"Mom I'm helping Tammy with dinner. You almost here?"
"Yes baby we're leaving the airport now. Wait Ra-" -dead line-
"Mom? Mom? Mom?! I love you mom! I love you guys. I love you."