Crash; {Kyrie Irving}

Breakfast->Practice;

Kyrie

I sat at breakfast with Alli rambling non stop about what just before I got there.
"I mean it was an absolute accident but damn she was so beautiful, and all I got was her name."

"Woah. Woah. Slow down Ky. You seem to be moving on from Kehlani quickly." She chuckled, taking a sip from her drink.

My smile slightly faded and I sighed.
"Nope. Just making observation."

"What..did happen with Kehlani last night? All I got was your text saying that you guys broke up.."

"She..cheated on me."

Alli gasped as a look of disgust clouded her face.
"With who?"

"PND." I mumbled.

"Wow. I can't believe she would..."

"Yeah I couldn't either."

She pushed her drink a little towards me.
"Want a drink?"

"Nah. I'm good."

"You sure? It might make you forget about her for a little bit."

I chuckled and declined.
"I'm good Alli. I have practice after this anyways. Coach would kill me if I came in drunk."

She smiled.
"Okay. She fucked up Ky...losing a guy like you."

I smiled.
"Thanks."

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"Wait, bitch did what!" LeBron exclaimed as we changed in the locker room for practice.

I sighed, not wanting to repeat the story but Kevin asked, "You bringing Kehlani to our game against Golden State?", I had no other way to explain it.

"She cheated on you?" Kevin asked.

I nodded and tied up my shoelaces.
"I'm fine now. I dealt with it. I'm done with her. On to the next." I shrugged, seeming more nonchalant about the situation than I actually was.

"She didn't deserve you Ky. At least, now your one step closer to finding the one. Another fake one out the way." Kevin said, giving me a slight smile before heading out to the court.

LeBron patted my back and sighed.
"You'll bounce back. All OG's do."

I nodded again in agreement with him, just ready to get off this topic. As I got ready to follow him out, my phone vibrated.

678-254-1979: Kyrie. I know your at practice but can we talk..please..

Seems like deleting her number, isn't stopping her from getting to me.