Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)

Chapter 32

Cassie Davis, Sunday evening
5:45pm
This entire weekend had been a flop from the beginning. Starting on Thursday with the Saint, Mickel, drama. Then of course followed by the Harper drama. It was all too much for me.

Friday night had definitely been a bust too. Saint and I didn't get to finish what we started because Harpers dumbass killed the mood.

She was so delusional. Believing that Saint really loved her ass. It was just pitiful. After that situation, I went home and Saint spent the weekend with his mom.

I had a lot on my mind too. Harper had said something about telling everyone something about Saint. But I brushed it off when Saint told me it was nothing to worry about. I trusted him, so I took his word for it.

I sat in my bedroom, freshly showered and ready to go to bed even though it was no where near late enough.

I just wanted to start a brand new week. There was no practice for me this week so I was going to get all of the rest I could get.

***
Monday Morning
My alarm clock went off, jolting me awake. I was very optimistic and looking forward to start this week off fresh. And of course I couldn't wait to see Saint. He was going to pick me up at around 7:00, then we were going to head to school together.

After getting ready, I walked down the hall and into my kitchen with a little skip in my walk. I wore a white oversized hoodie, black leggings and a pair of checkerboard vans. Something warm and cozy to fit the fall weather.

"Hey mama." I smiled, tossing a small piece of my hair behind my ear. My mom had been in the fridge, grabbing a half eaten bowl of fruit.

"Now who the hell did this?" She scowled looking down at the rotted fruits.

"Wasn't me." I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in surrender.

"I swear your sister has been doing this 'eat now', 'eat later' shit for too long in my god damn house." My mom huffed, throwing the bowl out.

She pulled out a fresh bowl, putting it on top of our kitchen Island. Without hesitation, I reached for the biggest strawberry on top.

"I was gonna cook breakfast with those Cass." She whined.

"Sorry." I giggled, walking over to the living room and sitting on the couch.

"Is Saint picking you up? Cause if he is, I'll make enough so that he could eat too." My mom sighed.

"Yeah, He is." I smiled, thinking of the way Saint and my mom got along. "But he's not staying here to eat."

"Why not?" My mom asked, rolling her eyes.

"Um because... you know how you are...always making us late for school." I scoffed.

"That boy is staying Cassie." My mom eyed me.

I playfully scowled at her, scrolling through my phone as I laid back on the couch. Saint had texted me that he was on his way at the moment. I was honestly excited to see him too.

Moments had passed then both my mom and I heard a ring on the doorbell.

I sprung up from my seat on the couch, running towards the door. I peeked in the eye hole to make sure it was Saint, then I opened it.

Before he could even say anything, I threw my arms around him, squeezing him as tight as my body would allow me to.

"Hey...baby." I squealed, giving him a kiss on his soft lips in between my words.

"Hey." He chuckled in confusion and startled by my approach. I kissed him once more before closing the door behind him.

"Is that Saint?!" My mom squealed, checking to see who had been walking in her direction.