"No. That can't be right..." You looked around and couldn't believe what you just heard. I'm THE Steph Curry's daughter. "Why do you think your name is Clay Curry dumbass?" Kendrick looked glanced at you and walked toward the kitchen. "Why didn't Mom tell me?" "Clay, you know she didn't have the chance." "Why did he wait till now? Till im 14, almost 15?" "Clay, come here." You followed Kendrick upstairs and he walked into your Moms old room. "Kendrick....I can't." "Clay. It's been 3 years, you need this closure. And there's something in here you need to see." He reached his arm out and held your hand, slowly guiding you into the room. He walked into the closet and grabbed a fairly large box, he sat it on the bed and opened it. "This box contains everything your Dad has ever sent you since your birth. Birthday cards, money, Christmas, letters, everything. Your Mom didn't want you to know Steph was your Dad. They were both 16 when she got pregnant with you. When your Dad got big, she stopped giving you all those things. She didn't want people to think that you have what you have because of your Dad is a NBA player. She wanted it to be because of you." He pulled things out and let you see them. There was a large chunk of cash, some toys from when you were younger, a phone, several letters, cards, and snow globes. One struck your eye in particular.
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A Golden State Warriors snow globe. His team. You grabbed everything and took it to your room. Sorting it around, stashing the money. You placed the snow globe on your night stand. Shortly after, your doorbell rung. You heard Kendrick and a man talking. "Hey Kendrick! Nice to see you again." You slowly creeped around the corner and saw him. Steph. Curry. "Is Clay here?" "Yeah. Lemme go get her." You dashed back to your room and shut the door before Kendrick got there.
Kendrick knocked on the door. "Clay. He's here, you ready?" You turned and look at Kendrick. You didn't know how to feel. Nervous? Scared? Anxious? Happy? Excited? You nodded your head and followed Kendrick. "Wait- what if he doesn't like me?" "Stop stressing. He will!" You and Kendrick started back walking and once you reached the stairs, you looked down and there he was. You're Dad. He smiled and you ran down the steps and jumped in his arms. And just like that. You met your Dad.
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Stephencurry30: This is my first born, Clay. Being 16 and having a kid was stressful. Me and you're Mom weren't together, and we didn't get along. But I swear, there's nothing more I wanted than to be with you. I would trade basketball for you. You are my life, my love, my baby, you and your siblings are why I love life! You all are the reason I live. I've never loved a human as much as I love y'all and @/ayeshacurry. I love YOU, and I promise to be there for you from this point forward💛💙! 👥: claybabyy
Fan09: How old is she?! ↪fan99: almost 15 Hater556: He doesn't love her, why would he hide her? Fan009: She's so pretty😔! Claybabyy: I love you too💙💛! Ayeshacurry: Me and the kids want to meet her!💙💛
