(Colson/Mgk's character in the movie 'One way', also please check desc❤)

Freddy Sullivan was bleeding out. Slumped in the back of a rundown Greyhound bus, he pressed a shaky hand to the gunshot wound in his side, the blood seeping fast through his shirt.

His face was pale, his breathing shallow, but his eyes, sharp, restless, were still scanning for a way out. Once the right-hand man to a small-time crime boss, Freddy had made one bad move too many.

Now he was on the run with a bag full of stolen cash, a body that wouldn’t hold up much longer, and no real plan beyond staying alive. The money was supposed to be for his daughter and ex-girlfriend, to grant them a better future. But seeing them while being wanted was too risky, he didn't want anything bad to happen to them. So he decided to push them away with one last call for their safety instead.

The bus emptied stop after stop, until there were left not more than 4/5 people. His phone, slick with blood, slipped in and out of his grip as he dialed number after number, burner phones, old contacts, ghosts. One by one, they ignored him, let it ring out, or hung up fast. Then, finally, he called the only person who might still give a damn, the only one who ever really had. And this time, someone picked up.