The rich girl and the bad boy✔

Part 9:

Bryson's Pov

"Happy birthday," Adam says and I groan.

 "What happened?" I ask.

 "Well we went out and then we were popped up on and there was blood and shit you got shot and you were in a coma but woke up yesterday and kinda just sleep in and out," Adam says and I realize he said birthday which means I've been out a week. Oh shit Rosalie probably worried. 

"Where's my phone?" I ask looking around.

 "Oh, it got smashed to pieces now get up and come on we are going clubbing." He says and I stand up to go to showers. I will just go by her place tomorrow or get a new phone but it'll have to wait.

 "Okay bro lets go," Adam says and we get in the truck and go to the club. 

"Let's get you a girl what about that one." He says pointing at a redhead.

 "Nah I'm going to the bar," I say and walk when I see a familiar face. 

"Hey, Amelia what are you doing here?" I ask her.

 "I'm here with Rosalie who by the way has been worried sick about you." She says. 

"I'm sorry I was shot and I was in a coma," I say. 

"Damn what's going on now that I'm gone?" She asks. 

"A lot." I say when I hear a glass break from behind I turned around to see Rosalie standing there and she throws her arms around me and I don't hesitate to hug back. 

"Where the hell where you, also happy birthday." She says.

 "Coma and thanks." 

"No problem and its fi..wait did you just say you were in a coma," she says backtracking and I chuckle. 

"Yeah I think it's time to have that talk," I say and she nods.

 "I'll be back Lia." She says to Amelia. I walk her to the truck. 

"Okay, where do I start," I say. 

"What about the beginning." She says.

 "Okay so when I was younger my mom used to hit me. Then when I reached 12 I started trading then at 13 I joined my dad's gang. One night my mom was being extra abusive both physically and with words she didn't know I had joined the gang so she kept on." I say and Rosalie cuts me off.

 "You don't have to tell me I understand." She says softly and grabs my hand. 

"No it's fine I already started but what I'm about to tell you will most likely make you hate me," I say. 

"No I won't." She says and I can tell she means it.

 "I killed her she keep on so I took the gun my dad keeps hidden in the room we were in and I shot her three times when my dad got home I told him what happened and he got it cleaned up and made it look like she got caught up in gang violence. Then a little later I got to meet Emma my sister and I thought it would be great but she was part of another gang so when I was 17 and she was 14 she used Adam to get gang information. It almost got him killed. And now here I am officially gang leader I bet you don't wanna stick around now." I say finishing off and she just looks at me with tears in her eyes I see all kinds of emotions in her eyes. 'Love, pain, sadness, admiration' but I don't see 'disgust, pity or anger. Then she does the unimaginable she leans over and kisses me I'm in shock at first then I finally kiss back I licked her bottom lip for entrance she gives in and lets a moan slip. After a while we pull apart for air. 

"I'm not going anywhere you did what you had to." She whispers and I kiss her on the forehead and we head back in the club.

 "What did you do?" Amelia winks at Rosalie and she blushes and I chuckle.

 "We talked Lia," she said and Amelia put her hands up in surrender. 

"Okay okay but your lipstick is on his lips." She laughs and Rosalie puts her face into my chest to hide her blush. 

"After we talked we made out." I told Amelia and she just keeps laughing.

 "I love you girl." She says to Rosalie.

 "Yeah yeah whatever," Rosalie says back.

 "Let's go. Bryson you and the boys can come over my dad's away on business so we can all hand there is you want." Rosalie says and she leaves and I gather up the boys we all go to her house and we chill there and she shows everyone to a guest room but we go to her room.

 "So here we are," she says.

 "Yep come on let's get to bed it's late," I say taking off my shirt and pants leaving me in my underwear. 

"Okay," Rosalie replies changing into her pj's. She lays down and I pull her closer to me by her waist. 

"God how I missed you," I whisper