testing the waters ➳ stephen curry & klay thompson ✔️

Chapter 45- Klay's Reasons

*Tae's POV*

"Where were you?" I asked, laying beside him. 

"It's a long story and I really don't feel like talking about it." Steph said rubbing his eyes. 

"Please?" I said, wrapping my legs around him. 

"No, can you please turn out the light?" he says, turning over and pushing my legs off of his. 

"Fine then.." I sighed getting up and walking out of the room, slamming the door. Without turning out the light. 

I have no idea why he's acting like a asshole, but I was determined to find out why. I nervously ran my fingers through my  hair as I walked down the stairs. The house was quiet. Partly because me and Stephen are the only ones here. Taylor dropped Wadeline off at her house and dropped me off at ours, and went off somewhere.  She's probably with Drake, but that's none of my business. I'm happy for her. Klay took Destiny out for a talk, so I have no idea when they're gonna be back. 

I ran my fingers over my wedding dress that was sitting inside the bag, on the couch. If only I was actually getting married. I picked the dress up and headed upstairs to hang it up inside my closet. I opened my room door, and found a dark room with a snoring Stephen in it. 

I rolled my eyes, making my way towards the closet. I am not trying to wake him up. Obviously he's grumpy about something, and it's clear he needs his rest. He only snores when he's really tired. 

I looked at the clock that read, 11:35 am. He only had a few minutes until it was time for him to wake up and get ready for practice. I slide my shoes back on and bend over kissing Stephen's temple softly. 

"I still love you." I whispered. Then I walked out of the door closing it gently. 

As soon as I heard my room door click, someone had rang the door bell. I hurried down the spiral staircase and began to run towards the door. 

I looked out of the peep hole, but I didn't see anyone out there, so I turned around. Only to be stopped by the door bell ringing again. 

"What the hell." I grumbled, looking out the peep hole, seeing nothing again. I begin to turn around and walk away again, but I hear crying outside the door. It's the most precious cry I've hears in ages, which made me realize I miss Riley. 

I swung open the door, only to reveal a familiar looking little girl. She had to be no more than 4 years old. I smiled, remembering when Riley was that small. 

Her big brown eyes were red and she wiped them really fast once she sees me. 

"My mommy says big girls don't cry." She sniffles.

"It's alright to cry sometimes." I smiled. "Why are you crying little one? And where's you parents?" 

"Because at first my daddy didn't want me, and now my mommy left me here. I don't know how to act like a big girl anymore." 

"Who's your mommy?" I asked, rather intrigued. 

"I don't know her name. I think it starts with an H." She begins to make little annoying popping noises, but I manage to shush her once more. 

"Who's your dad?" I asked. 

"I think his name is Kay." She says sweetly. 

"Where'd your mommy go?" I questioned.

"I don't know." she said looking around. 

I looked in the driveway, and there was 2 tiny suitcases sitting there.