Fight For Love ~Stephen Curry

°20

Ayesha

"You can't fight in 2 months."

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"Why not?" He asked.

I could tell he was getting upset but I know what I'm doing is right.

"Stephen this is the second time they jumped you and look now you're in the hospital 2 months before your fight. I'm sorry if I'm being protective but you can't fight." I said.

He scoffed.

"And who's gonna stop me?" He asked. "Me." I said.

He laughed.

"No girls ever influenced any decision I have made. What makes you think you're different?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes.

"Are you seriously gonna be an asshole right now?" I asked.

He just stared at me.

I scoffed and got up.

"Fine. Call me when you stop being a dick head." I said angrily.

I then got up and left.

On my way out I bumped into a lady.

"Sorry." I said while trying to control the tears in my eyes.

"It's alright sweetie." She said.

I quickly walked away.

She looked awfully like Wardell but I honestly don't want to think about him right now.

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It's been a week now and Wardell still hasn't called me.

I bit my lip and sighed.

I fucked up one of the best relationships I've ever had.

I looked at my phone. I was tempted to call him but my pride got the better of me.

That's what destroys relationships now.

My mind is right. I quickly grabbed my phone and called him.

Wardell-"Hello."

What the fuck? Why is some girl answering.

Me-"Um Hi. I'm looking for Wardell."
Wardell-"Why?"
Me-"I need to talk to him."
Wardell-"He's not here. Sorry."
Me-"That's alright."

I hung up the phone and bit my bottom lip.

Tears stung my eyes badly.

I quickly went and changed into workout clothes.

I go to the ring when I'm upset and I was very upset right now.