NBA/NCAA Imagines III (Completed)

32. Circles ~ Kyrie Irving

Circles
Featuring Kyrie Irving
Inspired By: Circles ~ The Game feat Q-Tip, Sha Sha & Eric Bellinger
Dedicated to those2misfits

"WHAT THE FUCK Y/N." Kyrie yelled as he dodged the knife Y/N threw at him as he entered their home.

"I am fucking sick and tired of you and your bullshit Kyrie. It is twelve am on a Tuesday night. Why the fuck you only now coming on." Y/N yelled as she twirled another knife in her hand.

"I told you I was going to spend the night hanging with the boys after doing some promotions." Kyrie said as he let out a loud breath.

"Fucking lie again." Y/N yelled as she threw the second knife in his direction. Kyrie ducked quickly again avoiding getting cut. He shook his head in disbelief wishing he didn't come home.

"I saw Iman and Teyanna in the shop earlier and he said that you guys were hanging out tomorrow." Kyrie stood there without saying a word. He forgot to let the boys in on his plans and it is biting him in the ass once more.

"So which bitch you was fucking tonight? Let me know so I could give her a C for not having you stay the night by her."

"Nah. You out here wilding and talking shit in my house. I don't understand what is your problem." Kyrie said as he attempted to walk up the stairs.

"Well sorry for being upset, THAT MY FUCKING HUSBAND IS CHEATING ON ME."

"It's just pussy. Stop tripping. Everybody knows you are the main and can't take your spot."Kyrie said before smacking his lips.

"Who says I want to be the main? Who says I want to be sharing you with five hundred other bitches Kyrie." Y/N said angrily as her body started the shake. She honestly wanted to kill him for making her looking like a fool. But she loved him way too much to cause such permanent damage.

"Again Y/N. Why are you tripping? This been going for years and we are perfectly fine. I'm just testing other waters."

Y/N picked up the vase that stood on the living room table and threw it up the stairs at him. The vase crashed right in front of him causing the broken pieces to cut his leg.

"YEARS KYRIE. SO YOU TELLING THIS FAST BITCH THING AINT NEW? NAH GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT." Y/N yelled as tears start coming down her eyes. She was trembling and wanted to scream down the entire house.

"So you trying to tell me that you ain't know. And why you in my house breaking shit that I bought you."

"I don't give a fuck about what you bought Kyrie. This isn't about money this about your sick ass not knowing how to love anymore." She said quietly. A drained silence filled the room as Kyrie scratched the back of his neck. He had no idea how to reply to his wife. If he told her the truth she would throw something at him and if he lied to her she would still throw something at him.

"Okay the silence answers my question. I bet you never truly love me and that is my cue to leave this place." She said as she stormed up the stairs.

"Nah babe. Where the fuck you think you're going? This shit is Kyrie and Y/N."

"And Tasha, Sasha, Laquisha,Simone, Ryan and another bitch named Simone." Y/N said as she shook her head,

"How you know about both Simones?" Kyrie asked with confusion across his face. Y/N couldn't believe the words that came out of her husband's mouth. At this moment all she saw was red. Her hands started to move unconsciously, rapidly hitting him his face. Kyrie stood there and took all the hits a she cuts his lip and broke his nose.

"YOOOO Y/N CHILL THE FUCK OUT." Iman and Jr yelled as they ran inside of the house just in time. Kyrie sent a SOS message in their group chat and they knew Y/N was going to kill him after all the stuff he put her through.

"I REFUSE TO CHILL OUT. THIS FUCKING MAN TAKE ME AS A JOKE. I MUST BE A FUCKING TROPHY. I AINT NO TROPHY BITCH. I AM A REAL ASS MOTHAFUCKA AND YOU ARE GOING TO MISS ME WHEN I AM FUCKING GONE." Y/n yelled as JR and Iman pulled her off of their teammate.

Kyrie let out a loud sigh as he held his nose. He knew he had to go to the doctor to get it checked but being of such high celebrity status he also knew that every gossip column was going to have a piece about it.

"You know what. Thank you guys for pulling me off of him." Y/N stated as she finally calmed down. "I don't think I want to catch a murder case on a punk like him. So with that I'm gone and I'll get my shit tomorrow."

Y/N grabbed her keys from the table downstairs and headed out of the house with her head high. She refused to leave anyone mistreat her and not give her any respect.

"You done fucked up this time Irving." JR said as he gave him an ice pack for his nose. They decided it would be wiser to call the team doctor to check it out rather than going to the hospital.

"Nah. She will come back again. She always does." Kyrie said as he shrugged. He put the ice pack on his nose with one hand and pulled out his phone with the other.

"I'm sorry bro, but that is the last straw. I've never seen her this angry before. She hit you for Christ sake." Iman said as he shaking his head.

"It is whatever man. Y/N no Y/N, I'm still living life." Kyrie said with a shrug as he texted one of the Simones to come over.

"Simone huh? I hope you know that younging Booker hit and he said her pokey was dry." Iman said with a chuckle.

"Dry, dry dry. Dry dry dry dry. Dry, dry,dry. They said her pokey is dry fuck." JR sang in the tune of DJ Khaled's Wild Thoughts.

"Haha.Very funny"

"But honestly Kyrie. You fucked up big time, I hope you know Y/N is going to be out there happy and you will be home miserable as fuck." JR started.

"Yup y'all circle has finally found an end point and you are on the negative receiving side of it my brother."

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