Zavian P.O.V.
The ball swooshes through the hoop once again. The ball bounces lazily across the court. I'm just about to run and get it when coach grabs it. He's wearing his usual. Sweats and a shirt. Coach is a laid back dude. Wonder what he's doing here.on a Saturday. I thought I was the only person here.
"Yo what's up coach? It's Saturday you got a wife and kids. Supposed to be at home." He raises his eyebrows and throws the ball to me. Just as I'm shooting he responds.
"So do you Zavian. " The ball misses the net. Damn."The question is...what are you doing here?"
"I don't havd a wife. Hell it's gonna be a damn while before I get a damn wife." I glance at him then casually walk over to the ball and shoot once again. It's just my damn luck that the ball is a damn airball
"You treat her like a wife."
"That's not her title though."
He puts his hand on my shoulder." So what is she then?"
I know his question probably has some double meaning to it,but I answer it my way."My fiancé."
"You see her as your fiancé huh yasou don't see her as your lover,bestfriend,soulmate,all the things you should see your wife as. Someone you can't live without."
I really don't wanna hear all this bullshit."Look coach she won't be all of that until she marries me, and is my wife." He raises his eyebrows.
"You're not ready for marriage Zavian."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"The fuck it's supposed to mean is that you just want the title. Not the work it takes into making that title or the other names that can replace the title. I've-"
I cut him off. "You don't know-"
He silences me by his words that come next. " You don't know anything about marriage or even love as far as I see it." I'm just about to say something but he keeps talking." "If you can'tsee that girl or treat her as a wife before she's actually your damn wife the. Hell your ass isn't ready for damn marriage. I've seen plenty of players just like you go through what you're fixing to go through. Hell I've been married for 30 damn years! I know what the hell I'm talking about."
Rubbing my hands down my face. I walk off the court. Pissed as hell. I have to admitt.though coaches words are sinking in.
"Zavian walk away from it. I'm telling you though. You're not ready. Don't her because you ..."
I tune him out And just keep walking. I didn't come to shoot hoops to get lectured.
When I get in the car. My phone has about five messages from Genesis. Didn't tell her I was leaving this morning. It's cool though. Harmony is staying the weekend with Sydney. Not like I left her with the baby all to herself. Should've told her though. Coaches voice pops into my mind"You're not ready for marriage." Man fuck that shit.
Looking in the mirror at my reflection I see stress. Don't know why the hell I'm stressing. Genesis says my eyes aren't even hazel anymore. "they're just a light brown now." She told me the other day. I still see my hazel eyes.
Guess I better call her and let her know I'm on my way home. Just as I'm about to call some unknown number pops up. Used to ignore unknown numbers,but this looks like a number from Texas somewhere. Could be about my mama .
"Hello?" Driving out the parking lot I wait for someone to reply.
"Zavian?"
"Yeah who is this?" It's a womans voice and she sounds familiar.
"It's me Zavian..." Really hate when people do shit like this. If I knew who the hell you were I wouldn't be asking you who the fuck you are! People are stupid as fuck!
"Look I don't know who me is".I try not to show through my voice how already pisses off I am but it shows.
"Ok whatever Zavian. I only called for one reason and that reason would be to tell you that I had a baby five months ago. It's yours."
I know this isn't Tammy. I didn't get that girl pregnant. Don't know what the hell she talking about.
"Tammy?"
"Yes Zavian?"
All my anger management classes go out of my mind for a minute."How the fuck you get my damn number? That damn baby of yours ain't mine. You screwed half the high school after I left. That could any niggas damn baby. Don't come calling me with this shit. Hell what we fucking had is gone." I'm home now and Genesis is sitting outside on our bedroom patio. She waves and I throw my hand up.
"Zavian he's yours. He looks exactly like you. Down to the hazel eyes and the way his mouth is shaped. He's yours. I didn't screw half the damn school nigga. Thought you knew not to listen to every damn thing you heard Mr.big baller! Hell I see yo ass with your fiancés baby all in the damn magazines And shit. My baby deserves the best just like hers does."
"Don't bring my family in your bullshit Tammy!"
"It's not bullshit! Look I just wanted to let you know about your son. His name is Javeon came close to giving him your last name. Didn't wanna ruin your career. I should have though. Damn press would've ate that shit up And you know it."
I'm silent for a bit. I don't wanna believe her but if we did have a baby it would be five months because Harmony is two months. Damn what if she's telling the truth...
"Alright what if he is mine... Why you waiting til now to get in touch with me?"
"Like I said my child deserves the best,and you have the money to give him the best. I can only give him so much. I'm trying to go to college get a career. I don't have time for him anymore." Her voice cracks at the end.
"Look we gonna have to have a DNA test or something. I still don't believe you,but if he's mine. I'm gonna take care of him."
"That's all that I'm asking for you to do."
"Let me get a flight down there. See if I can be there by tonight. "
"You'll have to wait til Monday. Everything is closed on the weekends."
"Still I'll be there tonight." I don't give her time to say anything else. I just hang up the phone. Now I have to tell Genesis. Too much shit is going down.
Soooooooo yeah I haven't uploaded in so long because of school, but I'm gonna try and start uploading on the weekends! Hopefully y'all like this chapter. Tell me what you think! I'll upload again today! :D
