Stephen Curry imagines

SIXTY THREE

S T E P H E N

I couldn't stop staring at the little bag on my bedroom dresser.
It's not that bad, I take a little pill and the week goes by with ease.

I'm supposed to be playing for the biggest scouts this week and my dad won't stop reminding me about it.
There are 3 games this week and 5 practices on top of school work, I don't know how an 18-year-old is supposed to survive under this pressure.
My girlfriend, Ella, told me I need to relax, I need to let something go because I'm spending too much extra time working out when I should be resting but I can't, my dad would lose it if I didn't get a scholarship.

I called a friend of a friend who can help get me through this and I had them within two hours.
The hard part is getting myself to take them, my mind is at war with itself trying to decide if I should or shouldn't.

Pros: I won't have to take time to recover from practice. I will excel in my games. The week will go by before I know it without pain or soreness.

Cons: Ella will most likely be upset.

That one con is what's holding me back from success.
But she would never know.
I'm sure her happiness if I got a scholarship would outweigh her anger for taking a few pills one time, right? Right?.... and that's if she even found out, I don't have to tell her. Everybody wins.

**

I'm the midst of the chaos I still made time for date night with Ella, even though she had to wait until after practice and almost nothing was open since it was after midnight, we got cold McDonald's and now we are sitting in the back of my car eating and talking.

"I have to be up at 7 for class, then weights at noon, then back to class until 5 then practice until 10 then I have to study for that test."

She stared at me wide-eyed.

"What?"

"I'm so unexplainably proud of you. Despite how stressful it is you're excelling in everything you do. Your strength still amazes me"

She kissed me, and though I kissed her back I felt like I shouldn't have.

She shouldn't be impressed with me, that all felt like nothing thanks to the steroids I was taking.
I need to get through this season so I can stop taking them and then I won't feel like I'm lying to her every second.
"I love you" was all I could say without digging myself deeper into this hole of lies.

**

3 weeks into my lie.
Ella was laying on my bed while I was getting ready to shoot around.

It's the only time I get to see her, a few minutes here and there and I love being able to at least have this time even if it's only 10 minutes at a time.
But I really need to get out of this house soon because every little noise has been pissing me off and I can't take it anymore.

I hovered over Ella's body, a hand on each side of her head, before leaning down and kissing all over her jaw.
The little giggles she let out between each kiss were the cutest thing ever.

"Are you coming to the gym later?"

"Yea after I go home and change, but don't wait for me I'll meet you there"

I hear my dad yelling my name from downstairs for what felt like the thirtieth time today.
I ignored him rolling my eyes while getting off of Ella.

She tried to grab my shirt before I stepped off the bed "No come back"

I threw my bag up on the bed while she groaned in irritation. I threw an empty water bottle at her to make her stop. It wasn't hard enough To hurt her nor was it my intention, just enough to shut her up.