Suicide Prevention

Chapter 29: Win

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(Kimber's POV)

"Katie, can you please drive faster? We are going to miss the beginning of the game!" I yelled to her. She was going like zero miles per hour. "And I do not want to miss my two brothers playing."

She sped up. "Why isn't Mike playing anyway?"

I frowned. "I told you that he got into it with the coach. It's his mouth. He needs to just shut up sometimes if you ask me."

Katie laughed. "If he ever shut up then he wouldn't be the Mike that you love."

"True."

She cranked up the volume on the radio as we drove to the other side of the tracks. Mike and I have been together for about two months now, and everything was good. My mom even got off my case and turned back to drinking again, but this time instead of picking her up off the floor I just left her there. Why should it be my responsibility to care for her. She was supposed to be the mom. I started to listen to music a little bit more since Mike. And although it hurt to think about my dad, Mike made me tell him all about how great he was and about all the things that we used to do together. He tries to do those things with me again, but not in a way to replace my dad. It is more like to fill the hole that was in my heart. I loved him. He was the best boyfriend ever.

When we got to the school we found a parking spot and practically ran to the door. It was so packed that we barely found any good seats.

"Kimber!" I heard Mike shout. Oops we were late. The entire team was already sitting on the bench and Mike did not look too thrilled. I looked up to see him pointing at two seats.

"Come on!" I urged Katie. We went to the seats, which many would deem as court side. I sat right behind Mike, Brandon, and Marshall. We were as close as close could be, and I wasted no time studying Mike. He looked really good in his uniform. It was all black with red strips outlining it and red numbers. Mike's number was 15.

When we sat down I touched Mike neck and he turned to smile at me. "Why the fuck were you late?"
I pointed to Katie. "She drives like grandma Susie."

"That's enough Mike! You are not supposed to be talking to the crowd!" A black man boomed. I figured he was the coach. "Now like I was saying this game is very important! It will define how this season will be for us. This team that we are playing against are supposed to be the best in the nation. How about we show them how the best gets their fucking asses beat!" A loud roar boomed from the team. "Let's play some ball! I need my starters on the court. Except Mike, Carter will sub for you these three games."

Mike shrugged. "Whatever."

A few minutes later the game started. I was confused the entire time. How embarrassing.

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"You mean to tell me that this is your house? This looks like a mini-mansion..." My voice trailed as Mike grabbed me from behind and started to kiss my neck. "Stop." I moaned.

I could feel him smile against my skin. "Yes this is my home."

We were right in front of the house and could hear the music just turn on and Brandon and Marshall yelling about how cold they are in basketball. Mike decided to stay outside for a little while longer so we can have a bit of privacy. Yes he always wanted a little privacy.

"It's huge!"

He turned me to face him. "It's okay. Are you ready to go in?"

"Yeah."

We walked into the house and Holland bum rushed us. "Mike! Kimber!" She gushed. "Where have you been? These people are crazy!!?" Her face was red. Mike grabbed her cheeks and kissed her.

"Calm down."

She smiled. "I heard that y'all won. Great job!"

Mike laughed. "It wasn't my doing. Hey have you seen Bradon and Marshall?"

Her face became super red. i wondered if he noticed. "Yeah. They are by the radio dancing."
He quickly kissed me. "I'll be by them. You should go and find Katie you know how she gets around alcohol."

I laughed. "Believe me, I know." Him and Holland walked away and I began my search for my best friend. I had to find her before she went into the room with some boys and gave him some pleasure. She was a freak in that way.

(Mike's POV)

I found them in no time at all. They were drinking some beer and Bradon was being Dj. Lame ass. "What's up yall!"

"Hey. Where the fuck have you been?" Marshall asked.

"With my girl."

"I bet."

"Not in that was asshole." I wish it were that way. To be honest i thought about fucking her almost everyday, but I didn't want to rush anything. I wanted her to be ready to take me fully and completely before we did anything.

"Why weren't we invited to the party?" A voice boomed. I turned around to see Devin, Tevin, and Shannon standing by the entrance to the livving room.

What the fuck were they doing here?