Jordan
"Jordan," Coach called, I shot a quick 3 before jogging over towards her and Alex. I fucking hate Alex, because I know she used to fuck with Nala. She be trynna get at Nala all the time.
"I need you and Alex to partner up to do drills, understand?" Coach said,
"Yeah" I responded. Coach walked away leaving me and Alex there.
She was smirking at me but I ignored her. I know if we get into it again, I could get suspended again and that will fuck up a lot of shit.
This conditioning went by fast, I was ready to go home and shower so I can get this money.
"Yo, Jordan, come here real quick," Alex called.
I put my phone in my pocket and walked towards her.
"Wassup?" I said, trying to play it coo.
"I just thought you should know that I fucked your shordy last night," she said laughing.
I never been one for beef, especially not over no bitch. Shit, I'm not even surprised Nala did that shit.
"Look bruh, I don't appreciate the way you came to me wit this shit. You better get the fuck out my face before shit get real heated, real mufuckin fast bro," I said,
I clutched onto my gun that was in the back of my jeans.
"You ain't bout shit Jordan," she said.
That was all it took for to pistol whip her with the butt of my 9mm. I'm not one for the small talk either, I told her to chill the fuck out and she wanted to act hard.
"Let me find out you talking shit about me an imma end your fucking basketball career my nigga. You hear me?" I said. I watched her clutch onto her now broken nose while she nodded.
"Now get the fuck out my face," I said, placing my gun in the front of my jeans.
*
I knocked on Nala's door and waited for her to answer it.
"Wassup?" she said, smiling. How could she smile at me after she fucked one of my enemies. Same way I can smile at her after getting head from Monique. I guess we never gave a fuck about each other from the beginning.
"Lemme talk to you real quick bruh," I said, she stepped outside and closed the door.
"Is everything alright?" she asked.
"Everything is wonderful," I fake smiled. "Just don't ever in your fucking life call or text me again. You got that?" I barked.
"What did I do?" she said,
I smacked my lips, "Bitch don't play dumb wit me. You know exactly what the fuck you did,"
"Jordan don't come to my house on that disrespectful ass shit,"
"Fuck you," I spat, "You fucked Alex of all people, just when I thought I could trust you. I caught feelings for you then you go and do this shit?"
I could feel the tears burning my eyes, why the fuck was I about to cry over this stupid bitch?
I wiped my eyes and looked at Nala who was looking at the ground. "Jordan... I'm so sorry baby. We can fix this though. Right?"
I looked at her and shook my head, "Nah, I don't want to fix this shit. You and me ain't gon work bruh,"
She grabbed my hand but I quickly snatched away, "Nala.. Don't touch me right now,"
"Baby, I fucked up.. I get it but I need you. Please stay, please?"
The fact that she was crying almost made me give in but I had to stay strong.
I didn't say anything, I just looked at her. Watching the tears fall,
I shook my head and walked away.
*
When I got home, all I did was think about Nala. I was serious about her, I think I love her. I wouldn't be giving her this much thought if I didn't.
She's the first one to ever break my fucking heart and to be completely honest, the shit hurts. But I guess this is karma from all the times I told bitches they was everything to me but I knew they wasn't shit to me.
I dried my eyes and laid back. Why did I allow myself to catch feelings for Nala?
The part that's killing me the most, is that I actually love her.
