L O U I S V I L L E || A Bryson Tiller Story

§ Chapter Two §

~...things change, people change, feelings change too...~

"Man, you and Marlena were my goals nigga," Swan shook his head," that's messed up."

"Whatever," I sighed inhaling the weed he had passed over to me," It is what it is now."

"When will it be final?"

"Sometime in September. I believe that's what my attorney said," I replied letting the high take over me.

"You can still fight for her if you want her," Swan suggested.

"Why do I always got to be the one to patch shit up? Who's going to fix me up when I need it?! She's the one who chose to leave me over dumb shit."

"I don't know," Swan mumbled with a shrug.

"Exactly what I thought," I say exhaling the smoke with my head laid back against the couch cushion.
I invited Swan over to chill with me as the best-friend he is to me. Not to be in here playing Dr. Phil on my damn marriage. I didn't need or want that.

"I'm leaving back for Louisville this upcoming week," he told me," maybe you should buy a plane ticket too. I mean here in Miami it's lit and all but...come on back home get your mind right for a bit. Ya know, get back to work on your new album or something."

"I haven't been back home in a while. Ain't nothing in the Lou for me right now."

"What about your Grandma Ann? She always dying to see ya and you keep telling her you gone come through but you never do. Then you got your brother, Eric, and me. It's just home Bryson. Home is where the heart is bro," Swan explained hitting the blunt.

"I don't know. I'll think about it. I'm just trying to get my shit together these days. Get back into my music and craft. Then I can't just leave Harley here. I think she already hates me for what's going on with me and her mom. Then she'll be turning 4 soon," I admitted.

"Pretty sure Mar won't have a problem with you bringing her down with you for a couple of weeks. It's not like Harley has anywhere to go. It's summer."

"I don't feel like talking to Marlena," I said rubbing my face.

"You got to at some point," Swan pointed out.

"I'll think about it," I nodded," How's Camille?"

"She's straight. I talked to her on the phone before I came over. She asked about you. Wanted to know if you were ok."

Camille Moore was Swan's girlfriend. They were on and off here and there for a couple of years now but you could tell he loved her. He just wasn't ready to make the big commitment yet. And after seeing my marriage fail before my eyes, I don't blame him. If I could go back to that Valentine's Day that I proposed to her, I would take it back. Real quick.

"I'm just getting divorced. Lots of people get separated," I sighed taking another drag," I'm not dying man. I'm straight."

"We know. Just making sure."

"Can you just turn the game on now so I can beat your ass in Mortal Combat?"

Swan laughed as he picked up a controller," You got a wild imagination nigga."

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