Forced to grow up in a world that picked away who she was, Esmeralda travels down a dark hole whilst trying to hold onto love, her family, and a fragile mental health as she hopes for someone or something to save her.
Based off of the song, 'Pretty...
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"Aye, I've got to leave in a few, you should go." Kyndel spoke, slightly raising his voice to make sure the girl sprawled out on the sheets before him, had heard him clearly while gently shaking her shoulder. It was nearing six in the morning and the 76ers were scheduled to catch their ride home at approximately one in the evening. He could've let her enjoy her sleep a little more, but he was no longer in the mood for company and her presence, asleep or not, was slowly beginning to bug him.
After a loss in New York, he found himself needing a way to release some pent up frustration. Whenever games ended as close as they did last night, Kyndel always seemed to overwhelm his self with the 'what if' thoughts. So what better way than indulging in meaningless sex with the girl who had always seemed to pop up on que? But after the high from his orgasm had faded away, his mind flooded again. What if he had passed the ball just a few seconds quicker? What if their coach hadn't forced him to take a break towards the end of the fourth quarter? Could he have been more lenient with trusting his teammates with the ball? This way of thinking was nothing new to him after a loss, and maybe it wasn't healthy, but he wouldn't feel one hundred percent again until he had corrected his mistakes in the game to come. Kyndel wasn't cocky nor arrogant, he just held himself to a high pedestal, and knew when he could expect more from himself.
"We could leave out together." She suggested, rubbing her eyes with balled fist to clear her vision. Kyndel sighed, he was already a bit over the edge, so anything she said or did that he wasn't fond of, could be deemed as annoying.
Plus, even if he didn't mind being with her, it would be distasteful of him to agree to publicly be Esmeralda's boyfriend then publicly cheat on her. However, because they were nothing more than a publicity stunt, he wouldn't let his needs and desires go unfulfilled— nor would he be reckless enough to get caught.
"No Adina, no we can't." It wasn't like he was kicking her out onto the streets in the middle of the night, his mother had taught him better than that, she had a room she could go to a couple floors down. She might as well get her money's worth because hotels of this sort don't come cheap, Kyndel thought.
Adina Broussard, or more so famously known as Adina Rose, was an instagram influencer from the brink of Beverly Hills. She had set her eyes out for Kyndel when she came across him and his team celebrating a win one night in San Francisco, seemingly after news of the superstar dating him had sparked. The want to pursue him had derived from an internal need to prove that she was as, if not more, desirable than her peers. She didn't like feeling as if people made themselves out to be better than her. And in actuality, with how often Esmeralda avoided being around her, she couldn't help but to feel some type of way. She was playing a game that her opponent didn't know existed.
The narrative that she was stalking or following him was incorrect though. Nine times out of ten she found herself traveling throughout the states with her daddy's money— and ten times out of nine she made sure the environments she traveled to had her 'daddy's money'. So whenever Adina found herself in the same city as him, she always pushed for a link. However, when she invited him to her birthday celebration in Atlanta after his game, and he had declined she was a little ticked off; so Ezra unknowingly mentioning how her sister had went to her boyfriend's game sent her into a frenzy.
