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We just lost and now the series is 3-2. This shit was supposed to be over tonight. The longer we stay in each series the worse it puts us in for the next. We're less rested, more tired, and less prepared. I'm irritated and just want to go home. I quickly get done with all the bullshit they want and shower before going to the car they had arranged for me. As I'm sitting in the car after game traffic I feel my phone vibrate
"Hey mommy" I say
"Hey baby why'd you leave" she asks
"Just don't feel like being bothered. I don't want to talk about it, I just want to get in my bed" I say
"You have to tell someone you're leaving. We were waiting for you" she says
"Yea I'm sorry just not in the mood" I say
"Ok well I'll let them know. You can't win them all baby, I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you" she says
"Ok I love you too" I say and she hangs up and soon I'm at my house. I get in bed and quickly take my ass to sleep. When I wake up I get ready and go to the gym to get some shots up before walk through
"We made mistakes in critical moments of the game that costs us. We have to limit those going forward. The room for error will get smaller and smaller in the next rounds" Handy says starting film and I hate that he does film. He a old head so he gon stop and rewind and replay every little thing, film be 3 hours fuckin wit him
"We end this tomorrow y'all" Bron says breaking us out. I do some recovery training and go back home. I take a shower and get in bed. I haven't talked to Victoria since yesterday and she didn't reach out after I left without talkin yesterday
"Can you come over" I text her and I put my phone down to find something to watch. In a few minutes I feel my phone vibrate and she texted me back
"No" she says and I look at my phone confused
"Why not" I respond back cause bruh I'm not in the mood for that shit
"Because if you wanna pout like a baby and act like a child you can do it alone. I understand you wanna win and you take the game really serious but you're not going to win every game. You can't take it out on the people who love and support you every time you lose a game. You didn't even tell anybody you were leaving you just left" she says and I get it but like at the same time you still mad about that? Like damn come on
"Ight bruh whatever" I say cause if she don't want to then whatever I ain't finna go back and forth with her
Next night
I played like fuckin dog shit but we got the win. Now we're onto the next series. Victoria didn't come and she's still mad at me so I'm in an even worse mood
"Don't even worry bout it" my dad says
"Yea" I say simply
"Where's Victoria baby" my mom asks
"She fucked up" my dad says and he should just shut the fuck up if he gon say dumb shit
"She's mad at me" I say and she rolls her eyes
"What did you do" she asks
"She's mad about how I acted the other night" I say
"Well you were being a little brat" she says and I don't wanna hear no shit right now for real. Why does nobody get that
"Imma fix it or whatever I don't know" I say
"You're gonna fix it" she says and I stay silent "ok" she says grabbing my face
