NBA/NCAA Imagines II (Completed)

Grand Finale

Tyler in the mm is such my mood atm.😂 Why is he soo extra?

I know I said that I had about three imagines left, but the plots weren't the quality of writing I wanted to bring to you guys. For those who did not get their requests, I apologize dearly. For those who did, I hoped you enjoyed it.

Here the Grand Finale.

Cold featuring Stanley Johnson

"Morning baby girl." Stanley said as he walked into the kitchen. He kissed the cheek of his wife as she nodded at him in response. He let out a low sigh and shook his head.

"Another day like this." He mumbled to himself. He and his girlfriend has been going through a rough patch and he doesn't know what to do anymore. He tried everything, taking her out on dates, spending time cuddling with each other, giving her good sex and she would treat him like he is a stranger.

As he looked for pots and pans to start his breakfast, he couldn't stop himself from admiring the woman in front of him. Just her presence made his heart beat but she has been so cold to him, he doesn't know if she is the same woman he fell in love with. Shaking his head, he took out his ingredients to whip up some scrambled eggs.

"I'm going to be late from work tonight, so don't wait up." were the only words that came out of her mouth for the morning. Stanley sucked his teeth and continued doing what he was doing. She watched him with a raised brow, wondering where all that attitude was coming from.

"Don't act up up now Johnson." she said bitterly as she picked up an apple from the counter headed upstairs. He rolled his eyes at her ignorance and said some words he never thought he would admit.

"Says the one who is being a cold ass bitch. But to which ever nigga you fucking I hope he is doing it right, because you know nobody does it better than me. I gave you your space and you still treating me like shit. We are done." He quickly turned off the stove and let out a deep breath. A single tear fell down his face, and his heart suddenly turned cold, mimicking hers.

Unconditional Love featuring Dejounte Murray

It has been six months. Six long and enduring months she has been sober. The process was not an easy one. Temptation lies everywhere she turned, but she overcome it. Being known as what they call a "crack hoe" wasn't something she was proud of. One day she almost got killed by the guy she was sleeping with and she realised that is was time for her to change. Her talk with God was long and full of pain and tears, but it did her good.

During those six months she buildt a wall around her. It was a long, thick and high as the Great Wall of China, no one could break it down. The one person she thought that was actually there for her, actually thought she was the same crack head a couple months ago. Being fed up with his actions, she threw a pot of grits on him and never turned back.

Now celebrating her mark of 6 months sober, she decided to treat her self with some sweets from the local corner store. She had a small job and it was nothing much but she was grateful that she had enough to put a roof over her head and get the necessary food she needed to survive.

On her journey to the corner store, she moved briskly to avoid anybody noticing her and trying to mess with her brain, she just wanted the candy so she can go home and read her book. Rushing into the store, she ran into someone that almost knocked her small body down.

"I am so sorry miss. I didn't mean to knock you down." she heard a male voice said as he held his hand out to help her off the ground. She was hesitant at first but took it and got right back on her feet.