You Could Be The One {Blake Griffin fanfic}

Chapter Twelve

*Blake's POV*

I'm so happy Mae is back in my life, but what am I going to do with Rita. In a way, it's like I'm cheating on both of them. But if I don't end it with Rita right now, somehow, someway, Mae will find out and I'll defiantly be in trouble. I just don't know how Rita will take this. Maybe I should take her to breakfast, so when I break up with her she won't be able to make a scene. We'll be in public.

*Next Day*

All this morning, I have been pretty distant with Rita today. When we got to Kings Road Cafe ,we sat down and started to look for something to order.

"I think I'll get th--"

I didn't even let Rita finish her sentence. It needed to be done right now.

"We can't see each other anymore." I say.

"What?! Why?!" Rita said, with her voice escalating a bit.

"I don't want to be with you anymore. Don't make it more difficult than it has to be by asking questions." I simply say, then hide my face in the menu.

I hear a few sobs, then within seconds, I hear footsteps stomp away.

I look up and see she's gone. That was a lot easier that I expected. I think I'll call up DJ and Mae and see if they wanna chill before practice.

*Mae's POV*

Blake invited me to his place to chill with him and DJ before their practice. I got in the shower, did my hygiene things, followed by make up. I decide to wear my 2pac sweatshirt with black volleyball shorts, knee high socks, and Nike's. When I'm finished, I go wait for DJ. He decided we should carpool.

*Blake's Place*

We just chilled on the couch like bums, and watch MTV.

"What the hell are we even watching?" I finally blurt out.

"I don't even now. I feel like they show more commercials than the actual show." Blake says, playing with the hem of my shorts.

I slightly giggle at his comment, then reach for my phone on the coffee table.

"I thought you invited us over to actually do something." DJ says with a little pout on his face.

"Okay... How 'bout you and me go shoot some hoops outside. You could work on your free throws." Blake chuckles, as DJ throws a pillow at him for his response.

"You wanna come watch?" Blake offers.

"Yes. 'Cause I can't think of anything better than to watch you play at home, watch you at practice, and then watch you play at your games." I say in obnoxious sarcasm.

"Well ouch!" DJ says.

"I'm sorry guys, but I'm bored of just watching. I wanna play!" I demand.

"Can you play?" DJ asks.

"Can a butterfly sing?" I ask, as I think that one commercial with Blake and Dr. Drain.

Blake burst out laughing, and I join along. DJ is quite confused, which makes it even funnier.

We all go outside and shoot around for a bit. I get hot in my sweat shirt, so I take it off, reveling my sports bra underneath.

"Well damn!" Blake says, jogging over to me.

"Well damn yourself..." I say, running my hand up his tone, shirtless abs.

"Yuck, can you guys get a room?!" DJ shouts.

"Well alright, then." Blake says, picking me up.

"Ewwww!!! Your all sweaty!!!" I squeal.

"You know you love this!" Blake says, kissing all over my face.

I laugh for a minute, until he starts to kiss down my neck and to my chest.

Blake then starts to pick me up and walk us back into the house.

I guess DJ didn't notice, because he didn't say anything.

When we get inside, we head to his bedroom.

Blake throws me onto the bed, and then hovers over me.

"Your bed is gonna be all sweaty and gross." I warn.

Blake doesn't respond. He just continues to kiss me. He finds the hem of my shorts again and starts teasing me by lightly tugging on them.

I let of frustrated moans and lightly punch Blake's arm, telling him to stop teasing.

When Blake was finished teasing, I was only left in my bra. Now it's Blake's turn.

I quickly take off his shorts, but take me time when I get to his boxers. I rub against his manhood, as I take them off.

Right when Blake was about to go into me, a chorus of doorbells went off.

"Fuck!" We both shout in frustration.

"I'll go get it." Blake said, sliding on his boxers and shorts.

"I'll be right back."

*Blake's POV*

I walk downstairs, pretty pissed at whoever is on the other side of the door right now.

"Who is it?" I shout.

"It's Brynn. Open up, I brought Ford."

I open the door to find Brynn standing there with Ford, a diaper bag, and a backpack.

I forgot I have Ford for the week.

"Tell me you didn't forget." Brynn said.

"Of course not." I lie.

Brynn hands me Ford, along with his stuff and things to do.

Brynn goes on about things I have to and I pretend to listen. I know all this stuff already. She tells me every time she drops him off.

She finally stops talking and I come back from my thoughts. She was looking over my shoulder. I turn to see Mae coming over in one of my shirts, that looked like a dress on her.

"Hey Brynn." Mae says, wrapping her arms around me from behind.

"Hi Mae..." Brynn says with a bit of shade.

I roll my eyes at her bitterness. She says she doesn't want me, yet she gets so jealous when Mae is around. Mae is so sweet to put up with her bullshit, because I couldn't if I were her.

Brynn kisses Ford goodbye, then leaves.

DJ comes in and we decide to get ready to leave for practice. Mae decides to stay and watch Ford while I'm gone. I kiss Ford and Mae goodbye and leave. 

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