VB: Under Construction

VB Part 2 Chapter 17 |

Chilli's POV

I'm waking up with Dashawn by my side from my bed. I forgot about everything that happened last night. It all just basically seems like a blur to me. It's 6:56 AM and I'm still in my old clothes. Andrea begins to unlock the front door.

Fuck! I forgot that Andrea was coming around this time because of an important meeting! I quickly ran down the stairs with the mess I had left on the living room table which is full of food and alcoholic drinks. I picked up all the dirty garbage and threw it out in the garbage can in the kitchen. I put the drinks back into my mother's counter.

Now all I need to do is get Dashawn out of here before Andrea sees him.

"Valerie Anne Ballera!!"

Fuck! I'm this close to going up the stairs into my room for Dashawn when Andrea's ass calls me. What the fuck does she want now?!

I make a fake smile as I go downstairs to greet her.

"Hey Andrea, how you been?", I say to my mom. I never call Andrea 'mom'. I barely even talk to her, and we have no relations with each other. She's always out all the time, and she's rude as fuck. And I know that mothers can be mean, but she is way different from that aspect. She's RUDE. She's like a bully. It's weird to even say that, but it is unfortunately true. Also, she's controlling. She expects everything to be perfect. That's why I was trying to rush when I heard Andrea coming through the door. The last time I ever called Andrea "mom" was when I was turning 7, the last time she ever celebrated my birthday. My two brothers and my sister were all together and we were at a basketball court playing ball together. I was really good. Andrea loved me because of that. That was also the first time that she said that she loved me. And I told her 'I love you mom' back. After that, everything went downhill. When I entered middle school, Andrea forced me to join basketball. Even though I was a great player, I didn't want to join the team. But of course, she hated me for that. She thought that if I joined Basketball, I would increase my experience on the game, and also later on, When I go to high school, I would get a scholarship, and she wouldn't have to pay for anything. Back then, she thought of all of this because we were really poor. We were soon to be evicted and we'd have to move to my father's house, and Andrea hated him with a passion. After she learned that I didn't want to join the basketball team, she got really mad. She let it slide for awhile when she looked online and found ' Female and male basketball players ages 10 - 18 could get paid for playing championship basketball games. Of course you had to be yreally REALLY good at the game. And I was. Since we needed the money, she she would take me to the basketball courts to practice everyday with the older kids until the day we had tryouts. When we arrived there after many days and weeks of practice, there was over 300 people trying out for the team. Out of the 300, only 15 were to be picked. Eventually, after I showed the judges what I could do after playing 10 basketball games, they chose me as one of their Chicago's Windy City Championship players. It was a good feeling that I was picked after all that practice, and Andrea was just ecstatic. She did anything for me the next day. She gave my favorite foods, took me shopping, and she bought me a new camera and a macbook pro. Also my first pair of Jordan's. She loved me totally. But once I got into the team, I didn't expect having practice every single day. It was fun meeting new people and getting along with my teamates, one girl named Alisha who was one of my best friends and Carlos, who was one fine 6'3 sexy puerto rican and dominican boy. He was such a flirt and a jerk, but him and I were really close friends. We would always talk after practice and during our lunch break, and we would laugh together when he says the most funniest jokes. The team was an awesome crew. We played many games. Won most, and lost some. But we were the best teen players of Chicago, Until our second to last game. $100,000 offered to the winners of this basketball game. Whichever team won recieved this amount of money. It was a lot of money, trust me. Hearing that was crazy. We all discussed what we would do that money.