I was mad at everything... I was mad at Kolby for fuckin up with Coach Jay, I was mad at Irvin for cheating and then trying to excuse it away like it was my fault he decided to go to that stupid camp, I was mad at Coach Jay because he should've kicked Irvin off the team... or at the very least let me quit.... I was mad at myself for crying and shyt. This is not how I wanted my senior year to go, this was supposed to be a never-ending party, topped off by winning the championship and even that seemed like an impossible dream now because there was no way I could work with Irvin. I sat in Coach Jay's office, my foot was tapping the floor rapidly, I don't know why he wouldn't let me leave... forreal I was about to punch him in the mouth just so he would have some type of reaction instead of just sitting there calmly while my world was falling apart. My entire life has been one long ass sad story, losing my parents, Irvin being the only person I've ever loved breaking my fuckin heart, Kolby has been growing distant since he and Coach Jay broke up... and then there was Coach Jay who I looked up to like a big brother, even though he hasn't treated me any differently I know it was only a matter of time before he cast me to the side as well.
"Khris you don't think I understand what you're going through? Look at my last eighteen months; my dream of playing in the NBA... gone, the dude I've been crushing on since I was a kid.... in love with someone else, the dude I was looking to build something with... cheated, I found out that I have a son who I missed the first few years of his life, and I got an ex-manager who keeps calling trying to get me to try out for different teams even though I made it perfectly clear I was done. You're going through a lot but I'm not going to let you stop playing basketball because you're going through a rough path." Coach Jay said.
"Ain't that what you're doing? You can go back to the NBA if you want, you got two niggas that you've been kicking it with... yeah Kolby told me about the little freakfest you were having at your house. You love your son, even though he's bad as fuck... and as for your manager well you did pay him to make you money, it's natural that he doesn't want it to end. You shouldn't settle on being a high school basketball coach because you're going through a rough patch that's pretty much over." I said looking into his eyes.
"Khris you're eighteen... you're attractive.... and you play basketball. If you really wanted you could be out here living your best life. Nigga go out, have fun, fuck.... wear a condom though. I'm just saying, you shouldn't let your first breakup ruin your entire outlook on life...." Coach Jay said and I guess he had a point. "I'm saying you got options and if you need someone to talk to or vent to.... you know I'm here, even with the shyt that's going on with me and Kolby, I still got love for both of y'all and I wouldn't turn y'all away because of that shyt."
"But you and Kolby aren't getting back together?" I asked and he shook his head.
"I'm young, sexy, and rich.... plus I'm really feeling Niño and Samson. Maybe once all this blows over me and Cash can be friends.... I mean I'm coo with Duron now so anything is possible." Coach Jay said and I nodded before getting up. "Tryouts are next week and you better be there, me and Cash may not being seeing eye to eye right now but one thing we both agree on is that you have too much talent to be wasting it." He said and I walked out of his office.
After my talk with Coach Jay I ended up at the park with the dudes who lived in the group home down the street, I was closest to Ronnie because we both played basketball however with this newfound sense of freedom I was looking at that nigga Idris a little differently.... maybe because he just had that mysterious thing going on but he also had a fat ass and massive print. Sorry, it's been a while since I had sex and I was a little backed up.... since I was paying more attention to prints instead of focusing on basketball, Antwan sped around me and I went to block the ball but at the last second he passed it to Ronnie who standing unguarded at the three point line.
