A'ja Wilson, the WNBA's newest G.O.A.T.
Y/N Miller, a once thug whose escape from the streets was basketball.
The NBA's newest expansion team just so happens to be Las Vegas. Which is where Y/N finds herself. It's also the home of the team Aja pla...
i'm known for pissing ppl off.... if y'all haven't figured this out already
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No One's P.O.V (Third Person)
It's been a few days since the night at the club. Life being different for everyone. Y/N had nothing to do with her time, being suspended for five games because of the incident with Bam.
So she spent her time with Jackie. Besides them kissing, they've never crossed a line after that. They both knew they wouldn't go that damn far.
As for A'ja, after that night in club she locked herself in her house. She hasn't been outside. She hasn't posted on social media. She hasn't responded to anyone's text.
She was losing herself. She just laid in bed. She didn't care about eating. Self care was no longer important. Nothing mattered to her.
It was later in the day and for the first time since that night, she went on social media. She immediately regretted it. Just looking at the pictures made her sick.
Sick enough to make her throw up. Although she hasn't been eating, so she just threw up stomach acid. A'ja read the headline over and over again.
NBA star, Y/N Miller, seen locking lips with WNBA star, Jackie Young.
'So that's where Jackie disappeared to.' She thought. It was pictures of them outside the club. After going through their messages, it all makes sense.
A'ja felt betrayed, hurt, and confused all at once. She couldn't believe how her life is going right now. What did she do to deserve this?
She felt like this was her karma. She was unsure of what she did to anyone but she must've done something. It was too much going on at once. She couldn't handle it. She can't. She refused.
Everything became worse when she started torturing herself. Going through her camera roll to look at pictures of her and Y/N. She wondered if anything about their relationship was real. Did Y/N actually like her or was Jackie the one from the start.
A'ja had multiple empty bottles of alcohol, lying around her kitchen. Her hair was a mess. Her room was just as messy. She looked in the mirror, not even recognizing herself.
She put on a black hoodie, putting the hood over her head. She knew what she was about to do was not a good idea. But she couldn't help it.
She couldn't take this pain. Jackie, her sister, doing something so wrong to her. Y/N, someone she was steadily growing a love for.
