Chapter 21
Three Weeks Later...
|Mikhail " Khail " Daniels|
Tonight we had a home game against our rival. It was the first time that Nicole was going to come out and support me. It's also the first time someone was going to wear my jersey. I smack my lips from what y'all about to ask. No Tiffany never wore my shit. She wasn't Mikhail Jersey Material. Even if she was she wouldn't have worn it anyway. Besides she's a cheerleader.
"Nicole come on before we're late." I said. She smacked her lips.
"Mikhail sit your rushing ass down somewhere. The game doesn't start 'til another three hours. Tf." She said.
"Oh." I said.
"Go get the rest of my things from my old room." She said. Yep I asked Nicole to move in with me. Well into my room. She said no the first two weeks, but I kept bugging her about it. Shit she always in my bed anyway so why not? I walk in the room grabbing the last of her things.
"Where you want me to put them?"
"Mikhail find a place. Stop acting crazy." She huffed. I rolled my eyes. I placed them in the closet and walked out. I turned on the TV while she finished putting her clothes up. I low-key snuck in her panty drawer. Nothing but lace, a few cotton draws, but that's not important. What's important is them sexy thongs I saw. I'd love to rip them off her any day.
"Mikhail!" Nicole shouted.
"Huh? What?" I asked.
"I asked if you wanted me to cook food so we'd have it when we got back or were you planning on going out with your friends?" She asked.
"I was going to go out, but I'd stay with you."
"No go with your friends." She said shrugging.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'll just come home and watch a movie or something." She said. I felt bad. I didn't want to leave her alone while I went out with my friends.
|Nicole " NiNi " Thomas|
I wasn't really used to being at one of the school games because I never found a reason to be here, but now my reason is Mikhail.
Our relationship is good. I never thought we'd come this far. A part of me is still a little skeptical about it, but whatever happens, happens.
The score board brought me out of my thoughts. It was now fourth quarter and the game was tied. I might not be into sports like that, but I'm supporting my future NBA star. I got up to head to the bathroom.
"Excuse me." I said bumping into somebody.
"Watch it fat ass." Ugh Tiffany. I ignored her. Don't nobody got time for that.
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Mikhail team had won by two points. The game was so intense that nobody made a sound. You could hear a pin drop.
"You did good baby." I said pecking Mikhail lips.
"Well you know." He said brushing his shoulders off.
"No I don't know. Do tell." I said. He looked at me. I giggled poking his cheek.
"You're so mean." He pouted like a little baby.
"Only for you." I said. He smacked my hands away.
"I love you baby." He said wrapping his arms around me.
"How could you love that bitch over me Khail?" I rolled my eyes. Tiffany so thirsty.
"Tiff go somewhere with that shit." He said.
"No. How could you leave all of this for all of that?" She pointed at me. This bitch bout to get a A1 ass whooping.
"Tiff you not about to disrespect my girl like that. You'd think I'd be wrong if I let her go and she beat your ass again." He said.
"Fuck that bitch. She ain't got nothing on me." She said. Mikhail looked at me. He unwrapped his arms from around me.
"Listen bitch I must be real popular 'cause all you do is talk about me. You that obsessed with me that I'm all that you talk about? You in love with me or something?" I asked.
"Bitch-" I punched her ass right in the mouth.
"Try again." I said.
"Did you just hit me?" She questioned.
"No Mary Poppins came down from the sky and just hit you. Tf?" I said. Mikhail laughed from behind me.
"You bitch!" She yelled.
"You thot." I mocked then punched her ass again, but harder making her fly into her friends. These bitches gone learn about fucking with me.
I turned to face Mikhail.
"That's my girl." He said playfully hitting my jaw.
"Have fun." I said kissing his cheek. I got in his car and left. He was going to have someone drop him off home. That's fine with me. I get the place to myself.
|Mikhail " Khail " Daniels|
I laughed at how dramatic Tiffany is. Nicole was gone and she still was talking shit while they helped her off the ground. Sometimes I wonder what the fuck was I thinking.
"So I see you dating that big girl." One of my teammates said.
"She not big, she thick. Next time you disrespect her like that you will never play basketball again." I threatened. He closed his mouth. That's what I thought. I didn't even want to be around them no more. Their slick ass comments were going to cause me to go to jail.
"Where you going?" Tiff asked. I don't even know why her ass even here. She should've went home looking like that. She tried covering it up with makeup, but that shit ain't help one bit. Nicole got her shit on swoll. I got up to call Nicole to come get me.
I waited outside for her. Tiffany just had to bring her ass out here.
"So you really love that bitch? You never even told me you loved me!" She all but yelled. I rolled my eyes ignoring her.
"Khail I know you hear me!" She tried to grab my arm, but I pushed her away.
"Wow. I feel sorry for you."
"Bye Felicia." I said chuckling.
"Fuck you Khail." I just laughed. Lil mama got serious issues.
Nicole finally pulled up. I got in the car still hearing Tiff mouth. I was happy to get away from her. Tiffany not about to mess up what I got at home. I refuse to let that happen, even if shit didn't go down how it went I would've still chose Nicole.
