Blake Griffin {One Shots}

Take Me Back

Requested by: dejanae1

\\Blake's POV//

"I'm sorry Blake, I just can't keep going on like this with you."

Those are the words that have haunted me for the past three months and they still haven't gone away. I can't get Liyah out of my mind. I can't move on, but she sure can.

Those are the very words she spoke as she walked right out of our bedroom door and out of my home.

I haven't heard from her since then and it's literally killing me. I haven't been myself lately and DJ has noticed. He always wants to go out, but I can't bring myself to do it. I'm thankful the season is over, otherwise I doubt I could think straight on the court.

The fact that I didn't even try to stop her is what gets to me the most. I was so dumbstruck at the realization she was leaving me that I couldn't even react. I just stood there like the idiot I was. I'm such a damn fool when it comes to her.

She doesn't deserve someone like me. She never did deserve someone like me. She deserves the world and that's all I wanted to give her, but I fucked it all up over some bad past habits. I broke her heart in the worst way possible.

No, I didn't cheat on her. I just couldn't tell her the truth... I wish I had because look where it got me.

It'd almost been four months without my girl. No texts, no calls, nothing. How can she just forget about me over one lie?

Okay... It wasn't just one. I've lied in the past, but I've always eventually told her the truth. I just hate seeing her hurt but lying only hurts her more in the long run. I've come to realize that now, and I wish I could prove to her that I'm a different man.

I'm going to show her that I'm a changed man. She isn't going stray away from me again, and I don't care what I have to do for her to be back in my arms.

I have to see her before it's too late.

\\Liyah's POV//

I'm honestly so much happier without Blake's presence in my life. I was able to catch up with some old friends and I've been going out a lot more. I'm just genuinely happy for once with no worries of Blake's lying ass.

That is until he showed up on my doorstep four months later after I broke us off. I haven't seen or spoke to him in so long. He looks... different.

Not necessarily in a bad way, but not in the best way either. I wasn't going to lie. I'll admit it that I was feeling the long scruffy beard that he'd grown and I was definitely feeling how broken he looked. Serves his triflin' ass right.

However, I wasn't feeling how much smaller he looked than when we were together. He looked weak, tired, broken... unhappy.

'Why should I care? That's how I felt two months ago. Now look at me. Happy as can be...'

I guess I was staring at him for too long because he started to look at me funny. "Liyah?" He questioned hesitantly.

"Yes Blake," I cleared my throat, "can I help you?" He pressed his lips into a thin line and I could sense that his eyes were swelling with tears that wouldn't fall. "I- I came to come and uh see you.." He stuttered before cursing silently to himself.

Before I knew it, I let out a soft chuckle. "What's so funny?" He looked at me with an unreadable visage.

"Oh nothing. I just find it cute how you still haven't moved on." I smirked and laughed more to myself.