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Kimora's POV

"I still don't understand why I have to do this." I say as I get mic'd up. "My personal life is nobody's business.

"You have to because of that video." Mama says.

A week ago a video surfaced of me speeding through Manchester on my bike.

After the video surfaced I had to explain why I did what I did to everybody on staff at Man United and everyone on the USWNT staff.

Thankfully they understood, but I have to sit out the next two games for Man United and forfeit my game checks which I'm fine with.

I'm just glad Man United let me keep the captain's armband.

US Soccer is also letting me keep the Captain's armband which is nice.

Weirdly the fans understood why I did what I did.

"So?" I say. "Who says the public deserve to know about my personal life?"

I have to do an interview about me driving drunk.

"US Soccer." Mommy says.

"Fuck them." I say.

"If you want a job then you have to do it." Mom says.

"Fine." I say as I stroke Nala's head. "Let's just get this over with so I can leave."

Some producer hands the interview dude questions then we begin the interview

The first part of the interview is talking about the video and what all went on as well as my headspace when I drove drunk.

"Do you think this'll change people's view of you?" Tom Rinaldi asks.

"I don't know." I say. "And honestly I don't care."

"What about the kids who look up to you and the kids who you're a role model for?"

"I'm not a role model." I say. "I would never want someone to go through what I have been through."

"Why get on that bike and drive drunk?" Tom asks

I sigh then I turn to my Mom's, Kyra, Jordyn, and Jackie.

"I'm sorry." I say then I look at Tom. "I drove drunk because I didn't want to be alive anymore."

One of the people in the room lets out a sob so I compose myself then I continue on.

"I drove drunk on the bike because I wanted to see my Mom's and my Dad again." I say.

"Are you scared of dying?"

"I'm not looking to waste my life so if I die then I die." I say.

You know what.

Fuck this.

"I'm done." I say. "I owe nobody in this room an explanation on why I did what I did and I damn sure don't owe the public a fucking explanation. If US Soccer want to fine, suspend me, or fire me then they can go ahead because I'm fucking done."

After I've said what I needed to say I de-mic myself then I stand up, set Nala on the ground, and walk to my twin.

"Come on." I say as I grab Kyra's hand. "Let's go."

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Kyra's POV

"That was good MoMo." I say as I stop the recording of Kimora's song. "What one next?"

"Message To My Younger Self." My twin says.

I nod then I click on the instrumental and play it in Kimora's speakers.