Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)

Chapter 136

ima cryyyyyyy. Omg I always get so emotional when I end my books :( idk why I thought of this song^^ I just did.
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Cassie Smith
a week later...
5:00pm
It'd been a week. A whole week since Saint and I weren't on good terms. I just wanted to figure out where everything went wrong. Then I'd remember. It all started with that stupid paper. That stupid magazine page that kind of proved that he had another girl here. I mean who else could of wrote that?

I done checked the security cameras in the house. It showed no evidence of anyone walking into the house. Unless Saint deleted it and got rid of any other evidence. But there was my mind, overthinking again. That was my problem.

We were both stubborn at this point. He was mad his tires got slashed, I was mad that he might've been cheating on me, he was mad there was a steroids rumor about him, and I was mad he thought I spread it.

I couldn't believe he would ever think that'd I'd be capable of that too. He was so...not smart. Because I would never. Despite the bullshit, I loved him with my whole heart and soul. And he loved me in the same way. It was just hard to see it right now.

Looking down at Royalty, he continued to suck on my nipple. He was having a good ole time. Kairi wasn't here to scream and cry either. She was over at the pool house chilling with her daddy.

On his Instagram story he posted them together watching movies on the couch and eating popcorn. It was one of those days. He even went live for a while too.

It was like we were divorced or something. He'd get the kids one day, I'd get em the next. Making no contact but having Mrs. Berry do all the messaging. You could tell she was getting tired of it already.

"Y'all are grown ass adults acting like y'all are in middle school." She'd say. She was right but I didn't want to accept it.

Staring at the rain drops on the window, I watched as the rain poured heavily into the pool. I could see the lights on in the pool house and could only imagine how Saint was doing.

I missed him. I missed him a whole lot.

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Saint Smith
"So Kai... how ya moms been?" I asked.

She shrugged her shoulders, continuing to watch the tv. "I dunno."

"Mommy doin aight?" I questioned.

She nodded her head. She didn't care about my question. She prolly ain't even understand it. I was just trying to get some type of intel on Cass. Trying to see if she was aight.

"Can I have ice cream?" She asked.

"No...not until you tell me what you
and mommy did." I laughed, tickling the bottom of her feet.

"We watched tv." She giggled, trying to run from me.

"And what else?" I asked.

"She had a runny nose and she kept wiping her eyes." She shrugged.

Cass was in the house crying and shit. I felt bad. She deserved an apology from me. I doubted she wanted to talk to me though. I did blame her for leaking that story. All I had to do was clear my name via Instagram. It blew over in a matter of two days.
Then with my tires, she couldn't have been capable of. She would never.

I took a deep breath. I fucked up and so did she. Accusing me for cheating and shit. Ion even know where that paper came from. I think I did remember seeing it on her luh dresser but I couldn't be sure.

Nobody could get in or out of our crib unless it was us or Mrs. Berry. So at this point it looked like a fuckin ghost wrote that shit. Getting up from the couch, I made my way to the house intercom that also connected to the pool house.