Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

On the brink of passing out, she was unexpectedly held by a man, lifted, and taken away from the crowd.
Relief washed over Sabrina as she realized she was still alive.
She caught a familiar scent and thought it was a figment of her imagination.
“Someone is injured. Move aside!”
The sound was so recognizable.
Looking up, Sabrina’s eyes met the stern face of Tyrone, the sunlight casting a shadow over half his face. He had saved her,
pulled her from her peril, and a feeling she couldn’t put into words filled her heart.
She murmured, “Tyrone? It’s you? Really?”
He looked at her, his eyes tinged with anger. “What’s wrong? Disappointed to see me?”
“Why are you here? Still following me?”
Sabrina’s face fell at the thought.
She’d been deceived by Tyrone again
He was a Liar!
“If I hadn’t been here, you’d still be on the floor! You might be dead, and no one would care,” Tyrone said with conviction, “How
about I put you back now?”
He pretended to step back.
“No!” Sabrina clung to his neck.
Sometimes, conceding was the only option.
As she saw the smile curling at Tyrone’s lips, she knew she’d been deceived. How could he leave her?
Annoyed, she punched his chest.

Tyrone grunted, “I saved you. Is this how you treat your savior?”
Sabrina turned away, muttering, “Thank you.”
Though resentment lingered, she had to thank Tyrone. Without him, she might have lost her life.
Turning to the crowd, she asked, “What’s happening? Bradley’s fans came to pick him up at the airport. They were obsessive
fans.”
Tyrone’s face darkened. “You’re worried about Bradley? Look after yourself. If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“Oh, where’s Bettie?”