“We should love, not fall in love. Because everything that falls gets broken.”
- Taylor Swift
Location: Exaviers Bedroom
Date: Friday, June 2, 2017. 10:30 am
i woke up to the sound of NBA higlights and exaviers arm around my naked waist. "goodmorning" he said kissing my forhead.
"Morning" i said smiling. " i had fun last night" i said to him.
" i was just about to get in the shower, do you wanna have fun doing what we did last night in there?" he said looking down at me. i laughed and pushed him out of the bed," get in the shower nasty" he got up and walked into the bathroom. "you're missing out" he said before closing the door. i heard the sink running. i was about to get up and find something to wear until exaviers phone started to ring.
"Exavier your phones ringing" i yelled to the bathroom. he cut the sink off and opened the door."what?" i pointed to his phone that was vigariously ringing on the night stand." answer it," he said"tell them im busy" closing the door, the shower cut on.
the ringing began again and i walked over to answer it. the name blinked brianna on the screen. "Hello?" i said in more of a questioning tone.
" exavier, brielle is looking for you,i was calling you all night! i thought you said you were coing to get her? your such a deadbeat." i was so confused.
"sorry this is Liana his.. girlfriend. he's in the shower right now." i said to her. she made a loud sigh.
"OH! the hoe," she said with a attitude. "tell him his daughter is looking for him...oops i forgot he didnt tell you about her and why he was really down here." she said to me. i was in shock and had nothing to say," oh yea and tell him my check hasnt come in yet." she hung up after.
i felt like a complete dumb ass. exavier never told me he had a kid. i feel stupid for putting myself in this position. in the heat of the moment i took the phone and threw it at the wall hoping it shattered. i grabbed my clothes and layed them down in the guest room where Yazmin was laying. i walked back in his bathroom and flushed the toilet.
"Fuck! Liana did you forget i was in here!?!?" he said to me peeking his head out of the shower door.
"yea i did, just like how you forgot to tell me you had a baby and thats why you were down here." i said fllushing the tiolet once more and walking out.
"wait what?!?!?" he said cutting off the shower ad following me. "Liana wait."
"wait for what ex, for you to leave another important peice of information about your life out. who are you? i let you meet my daughter and you couldnt even tell me you had one?" i said waiting for an answer.
"how did you find out?" he asked me. really? that was the only fucking question he had.
"your baby mama you dumbass, she said your daughters been looking for you all morning and that she wants her check,OH! and im a hoe" i said walking over to the door when i remember something, " oh yea and come up with some money to get a new phone" i said winking at him and walking out the door. i didnt want to stay in this house any longer. i walked to my room and saw my phone light up.
i checked it and i had a text message it was from someone named King. i didnt know a King. the message read: You're the girl i met at the club right?
it all started coming back to me; King Jones. number one draft pick for the NBA. he had all the teams in north america fighting over him. i saw it on tv.
