☆ bronny james imagines ☆

someone you loved

"you're always so loud and annoying! i dont even know why i dated you!" he shouted as he threw his phone. what the hell? 6 years? really going to waste because of the fucking mess he made? is it wrong to teach him a lesson?

"are you kidding me?" i asked as i let out a scoff and a tear rolled down from my right eye. he turned to me, moving closer as his hands were turning into a fist.

"do you really wanna know y/n? huh?" he said in a low voice, as his eyes turned dark.

"i honestly have no idea why i asked you out in the first place. yeah. i thought you were the girl who can put up with my shit but i guess you werent huh?" he said, as i stared at him with fright, sadness, anger. i cant believe he's saying this. we dealt with this for six years and this is the first time he's ever done this.

"you're always so loud. youre always so touchy and disgusting. you cannot have a day where you cant text me asking where im at, have i eaten, have i taken a bath, its really fucking annoying. i even hated it when you come to my practices. tbh i dont even know if i really loved you or i loved the way you are in bed." he said as he walked back.

"well, im sorry if you think im annoying. im sorry if i cant go a day without knowing how are you doing. im fucking sorry for even loving you. im sorry if i think about you a lot, im sorry if im missing you every second of everyday, im sorry for putting up with you, for six years." tears were running down from my eyes. i guess six years really is gone.

"i loved you. so much. i loved you more than i loved myself. but i guess you didnt appreciate none of that huh. 6 years. and its gone. just like that." i finished as i wiped the last tears on my face. he just stood there as he looked at me.

"i love you. and i still do. but seems like you dont anymore. and i cant do anything about that. i mean you cant really force someone to say if that person dont want you. so, i guess" i inhaled deeply, trying so hard not tear up again.

"its over?" i said as i looked up at him, and my voice was getting shaky and low and tears started to form in my eyes. i looked at him as he shook his head "no". he walked towards me as he holds both sides of my face, and tears were falling from his eyes as well.

"no y/n. i didnt mean any of the things i said i was angry and i didnt know what i was doing-" he said rapidly as i shake my head "no".

"nah bronny, i guess you was right. maybe i was too much and you felt like im controlling you. and im sorry for that. maybe someday you'll find the love you deserve, and i hope that love is not like mines" i told him with a smile, and tears were running down again. i let go from his grip, as he says "no" repeatedly.

i went to our shared room. inhaling every scent, remembering all the times we had in here. man it sucks. it really does. but he deserves better. and we know that that someone better aint me.

PRESENT DAY BITCH
"baby you ready?" i screamed from zaire and i's shared room, as i fixed my braids.

"yeah im coming hold on" he shouted from the bathroom. of course he had to take a shit. of course.

"i'll be down aight?" i told him in a loud voice, and he responded with a loud "OKAY" as made my way down to the living room.

we were about to head out to look for outfits for amari's birthday celebration. the sierra canyon team was invited, so uhm. bronny james is invited. but we're good. i think. we havent had closure ever since we broke up, so i think it might be awkward. but we'll never know.