Practice starts in ten minutes.
Rage and jealousy, I feel nothing else.
Why did she choose him?
Why wouldn't she? I'm really nothing.
I'm just getting older and I'm broke with not much to offer for myself.
As a teammate and someone who I respected, Jamar must've never respected me. To go out of way to mess around with my girlfriend, smile in my face, then he started to single me out in practice! He'll learn to watch who he's disrespecting.
"Aye 3v3 before practice starts. I'm lit right now!! Boutta go stupid. Learned some new shit!" Jamar walked to the racks and passed basketballs down the court. While he walked closer, I ran to him.
POW!!
"Yo Isaac chill!" Now they notice me? They ignore me on the court and off court.
I could've stopped.
I wanted blood.
For 13 seconds I 've been beating Jamar's face with my fist. It felt perfect until his friends came and jumped in.
THOSE 13 SECONDS WERE AMAZING!!
Coach Jones and a security guard came out his office to break it up. I really got jumped! "Fuck y'all breaking it up for!? Lemme run my ones with all these pussies!!"
After years of being levelheaded and trying to calmly analyze best options. Acting on emotions feels so freeing. This feels so deserved!
Serpents lie and betray.
Bottled up anger poisons my soul. Once I release it that's when people want to notice me.
I'm in the right though. Right?
This is the second time I've ever heard Coach Jones say my name. I've been on this team for seven months and played one game. So, if this is what it finally took for him to notice me. I really have no place on this team.
It's funny.
"Aye he mad at me because I took his bitch. HAAHA!! Isaac she a hoe. Fight her not me! You're really a dumbass." Jamar knows how to drag a situation because now everyone is going to know.
"Pahaha!" That's not funny.
"All of you are dumb!! Our main scorer for tomorrow's games has a black eye. He can't play like that!" Of course coach is worried about Jamar.
Coach doesn't give a fuck about me. Raven doesn't give a fuck about me. They all left me like dad.
UGHHH!!
"What bout me!? I got fucking jumped!!"
Coach deflects "You started all this! Did you not?"
Haha. Hahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
He's not wrong though. That's actually funny. "Nigga fuck you! You bald ass bitch!"
It must be me. It's just me. It's been just me! "Don't lemme catch anyone of y'all solo because I'll do you worse than Jamar's bitch ass!" Two of them try arguing with me but Coach and the Jamar hold them back.
Jamar talks a lot. His eye is swollen and black, his nose leaks of blood; his top lip is busted. I'm kind of proud!
"If you walk out this gym then you're off the team Isaac!" Coach's ultimatum is pointless. I already made up my mind when I saw them at the club.
Forget basketball. I don't need it. I flip all of them off and kick the doors open.
I'm out.
Walking out I texted raven "We're breaking up." Made sure to block her too!
I might regret this. I might not.
Right now I'm not worried.
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RomanceAn American novel series written by lunedigo. With an aesthetic to draw attention, Isaac struggles his days in college. His mental health is challenged and beaten consistently. Dealing with his girlfriend cheating on him, Isaac tries to push through...
