Meant to Be💙|NBA Youngboy

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                                                                     Ashley Dior Lovelace💝

I woke up feeling the touch of someone I turned on my side to see Kentrell. I shoved him off of me then rolled over gettin up. I heard him smacked his lips. "You really still mad bout dat shi from yesterday?" He asked in a rapsy voice. I ignored him as I began grabbing my clothes and putting them back in my bag. "Ashley." He called my name. A tear rolled down my face as I picked up the bag. I walked over to the door just to se him standing in front of it. I did a little laugh before walkin up to him. "Move." I snapped pushing him. "Can we talk?" He asked being all gentle. "I have nothing to say to you." I mumbled lookin down at my bags. "You don't understand what you heard?" He explained. "I don't understand what I heard." I repeated. I felt my blood pressure rising. I slowly looked up at him and raised my fist to him. But I put it down as tears swelled in my eyes. "I wanna smack the fuck outta you right now." I told him. "Just listen-." He started to say but I cut him off. "All I've ever did was listen, Kentrell." I raised my voice. "Lower yo tone." He warned me. "And if I don't?" I asked a little louder. He snatched me up. I was shocked at his movement. "Put me down nigga." I yelled as I started punching him. "No the fuck, you needa listen." He said as he carried me to the bed. He put me down. "I ain't listening to no lying ass nigga." I squinted before gettin up and leaving out the room. He followed behind me. "How I'm gon lie and I ain't even tell you." He shouted behind me. "Nigga please." I chuckled walkin down the stairs. I saw Prince in the kitchen on his phone. "You act like you jealous or sum." He laughed. I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "What the fuck did you just say?" I questioned. "Ya heard me." He smirked. "Nigga fuck you." I yelled as loud as I could. I heard footsteps coming from upstairs. "Fuck me?" He repeated pointing to himself. "Yes fuck you." I said running over to him. "How could you?" I ask as I started sending blows to his face. He tried to catch my hands but he couldn't. "Ya'll niggas hella loud right now."I heard Kd say. "Shut the fuck up Kd." Me and Kentrell said at the same time. I then turned back to Kentrell. "I fuckin loved you." I shouted as my voice cracked. Tears rolled down my face. I felt people tryna pull me off of him. I finally let go. "I hate you." I screamed as I backed up. Everybody went silent. I pointed to him. "You ain't shit." I quivered. He gave me a look I couldn't read. When I looked around the room everyone's mouth was shaped in an O. His eyes started to turn different colors. "Top she ain't mean it." Ben tried to cooed. Kentrell pushed past everyone then picked me up by my shirt. "Fuck off me." I snapped trying to pry his hands off of me. Prince got up from his seat and tried to help everyone get him off of me. "Bro chill." Baby Joe said pulling on him. The eye contact between us was so intense. His other hand moved to my neck. "Repeat what you said." He said softly. "I fuckin hate you nigga." I yelled in his face. His grip began to get tighter around my neck. More and more it got harder for me to breathe. "You're hurting her nigga." Ben cursed pulling on him. "I c-can't b-breathe Trell." I struggled to get out as tears fell from my eyes. His eyes turned back to normal and he put me down. "Fuck wrong witchu?" Prince pushed him then ran over to me. He began to check my face. Then when he looked down at my neck he started to turn red. Kentrell looked at me with sorrow. I had a shock expression on my face. I couldn't believe that he had actually put his hands on me. Prince wrapped me into a hug. I laid my head on his shoulder as he rocked us from side to side. I released from the hug and peaceful walked over to the stairs. "Ash you okay?" I heard Ben ask. I didn't say anything. The actions that had just took place were too shocking for me to even speak. I went up to guest room and went in and locked the door behind me. I laid down on my bed and rolled up into a ball. I let the tears in my eyes fall. I closed my eyes wishing that I could just disappear. I woke up feeling the touch of someone. I turned on my side to see Kentrell. I shoved him off of me then rolled over getting up. I heard him smack his lips. "You really still mad bout dat shi from yesterday?" He asked in a rapsy voice. I ignored him as I began  grabbing my clothes and putting them back into my bag. "Ashley." He called my name. A tear rolled down my face as I picked up the bags. I walked over to the door just to see him standing  in front of it. I did a little laugh before walkin up to him. "Move." I snapped pushing him. "Can we talk?" He asked being all gentle. "I have nothing to say to you." I mumbled looking down at my bags. "You don't understand what you heard." He explained. "I don't understand what I heard?" I repeated. I felt my blood pressure rising. I slowly looked up at him and raised my fist to him. But I put it down as more tears swelled in my eyes. "I wanna smack the fuck outta you so bad right now." I told him. "Just listen-." He started to say but I cut him off. "All I've ever did was listen." I raised my voice. "Lower yo tone." He warned me. "And if I don't?" I asked a little louder. He snatched me up. I was shocked at his movement. "Put me down nigga." I yelled as I started punching him. "No the fuck, you needa listen." He said as he carried me to the bed. He put me down. "I ain't listening to no lyin ass nigga." I squinted before getting up and leaving out the room. He followed behind me. "Why you ain't tryna talk?" He shouted behind me. "Nigga please." I chuckled walking down the stairs. I saw Prince in the kitchen on his phone. "You act like you jealous or sum." He laughed. I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "What the fuck did you just say?" I questioned. "Ya heard me." He smirked. "Nigga fuck you." I yelled as loud as I could. I heard footsteps coming from upstairs. "Fuck me?" He repeated pointing to himself. "Yes fuck you." I said running over to him. "How could you?" I said as I started sending blows to his face. He tried to catch my hands but he couldn't. "Ya'll niggas hella mad right now." I heard Kd say. "I fuckin loved you." I shouted as my voice cracked. Tears rolled down my face. He just stood there. "You can't even say shi." I said as I felt people tryna pull me off of him. I finally let go. "I hate you." I screamed as I backed up. Everyone went silent. I pointed at him. "You ain't shit." I quivered. He gave me a look I couldn't read. When I looked around the room everyone's mouth was shaped in an O. His eyes started to turn different colors. "Top she ain't mean it." Ben tried to cooed. Kentrell pushed everyone out the way then picked me up by my shirt. "Fuck off me." I snapped trying to pry his hands off of me. Prince got up from his seat and tried to help everyone get him off of me. "Bro chill." Baby Joe said pulling on him. The eye contact between us was so intense. His other hand moved to my neck. "Repeat what you said." He said softly. "I fuckin hate yo nigga." I yelled in his face. His grip got tight around my neck. More and more it got harder for me to breathe. "You're hurting her nigga." Ben cursed pulling him. "I c-can't b-breathe Trell." I struggled to get out as tears fell from my eyes. His eyes turned back to normal and he put me down. "Fuck wrong witchu?" Prince pushed him then ran over to me. I held onto my neck feeling the handprints that he had created. He looked at me with sorrow in his eyes. I had a shocked expression on my face. I couldn't believe that he had actually put his hands on me. Prince wrapped me into a hug. I laid my head on his shoulder as he rocked us from side to side. I released from the hug and peacefully walked over to the stairs. "Ash you okay?" I heard Ben ask. I didn't say anything. The actions that had just took place were too shocking for me to even speak. I went up to a guest room and went in a locked the door. I laid down on my bed and rolled up into a ball. I let the tears in my eyes fall. I closed my eyes wishing that I could disappear.