A place where Bryan can call home.
The only place Bryan can truly call home is a dark grave yard where His father lays dead for 18 years.
It's now the year 2015 Bryan has just been realist from person where he has been for the last 6 years.
He walks past the prison gates, Looking around he see's that no one has come to see him home.
no one to give him a hug with no one cry with joy to see that he is home for good he feels all alone with no where to go.
the only pace to go now is to his father grave.
He talks the long walk to Moscow. finally making it into town he walks past a frailer place a home where he lost the one person that cared the most for him about him he walks to the window and see Tala smiling at Tyson, Jessie, Spencer and Kai.
Something Bryan has never seen in all the years they had been together.
Now he see what he has missed out on all these years his heart feels heavy with grief and guilt. He continues to walk to the grave yard, Suddenly the sky turns dark and booming thunder and lighting flashes now it begins to rain hard he.
Bryan has nothing to keep him dry from the freezing heavy rain. only one thing keeping him worm, are the tears that stream from his eyes they keep his face slightly worm for only a moment.
All hope is and he knows it. the pain he has felt is nothing compared to what he put Tala through. the night he was arrested he had almost beaten Tala to death, by the time the cops had gotten to there apartment he had beaten Him to a bloody pulp over dinner Tala had over cooked his stake again.
He had grabbed the wine bottle from table he smacked him to the ground, he dragged him into the front room and continued to beat him harder and harder for 15 minuets.
he can remember like it was yesterday the cops had broken down his door and dragged him down the stairs, hand cuffed him and pushed him into the cop car he watch as the EMS workers picked Tala up and put him in the bus, That was the last time he had put his hands on Tala's soft firm skin.