Skyla nodded. "Yeah, that's fine. I'm good," She said.

(Tyler hasn't moved on)

Tyler opened the door for Kim at his car.

"Hey there, Miss," the driver said, turning around to nod at Kim.

"Alright, I'll be back in a moment then." Brett turned and left, closing the door behind him as he did so.

Kim stated "Thank you for your kindness."

Andy asked "How many left?"

Pampers sighed and said "Out of 45...we're down to You, Me, and two others."

(Free Realistate XD)

“I can’t believe you painted my cafe purple, Kim,” Tyler muttered with a sigh.

“Heidren, right?” Skyla asked. “Thanks for patching me up.”

"It is my job ma'am, and I never shirk on my work." Heidren produced a clipboard, looking over the information on it. "Thankfully that bullet didn't hit anything important, it was just significant enough that you're going to be sore for a while. You should be safe to return to duty within the month, but it'll be likely around three before you can forget it ever happened."

Kim corrected him again, "Violet, but yeah... I am sorry I didn't ask. However, Violet loved you, and your place. I felt it was a fitting tribute to her."

"Yes, but she already has a tribute at my cafe, literally all of her artwork. Painting it purple was not needed. You should have asked, so I could tell you not to," Tyler grumbled.

"Ah man, you mean I can't do that charity marathon next week? Bummer," Skyla said, sighing.

"No, I'm afraid your charity running days are on hold for now." Heidren replied in a jokingly standard manner.

"I'm sure they'll forgive you with a big enough donation." Brett added.

Kim sighed and said "I was afraid you'd ask," She sighed "Tyler, I mean this with love, but I am so glad you're out of prison now. You were destroying yourself. You let the past control you. " She sighed "And it was killing you. I am so tired of seeing that. The past hurts, and we shouldn't forget it, however having it define you." She gripped her legs thinking about Skyla "all it does is cause pain" stray tears fell from her eyes. "I can't let the people I love be destroyed by their past or someone else's anymore. I just...can't..." She turned her head away and started to cry.

Andy pulled up to his house and parked slowly getting up to walk out.

"I think I'll decide that tomorrow, thank you though," Skyla replied.

Tyler met his driver's eyes in the rear view mirror briefly, as he crossed his legs, resting his foot against his opposite knee. This was getting ridiculous. "I'm tired of everyone telling me shit they think I need to hear. Your story isn't mine, Kim, so, I mean this with love," he said, repeating her words back to her, "but shut the fuck up."

"Of course." Heidren looked between the two of them. "Any other questions?"

Brett didn't have any questions, and thus stayed quiet.

Kim was just silent for a little bit. She whispered "I wouldn't be happy about it." She looked at him finally. "However Tyler, I still...remember seeing you in there. You'd look like hell, like you were slowly dying. I'll stop telling you how to grieve...just promise me something" Kim said trying her hardest to stay calm. "Don't make me bury another one of my family, I'm begging you. If I lose you...I don't know what would happen."