TREAT YOU BETTER ,, nba youngboy

weeks after she said never again, zenova picks up kentrell's call like it don't burn.
his name still blocked. number deleted.
but she knew it was him
"i hate this" she mumbles to herself,
biting her lip like guilt has flavor.
and yeah, it's pathetic.
judge her if you want.
but destruction has a scent
him.

in the morning, she'll hate herself.
but tonight? tonight she'll feel something.
and when he said "i'm outside,"
she didn't ask why.
she just opened the door.
he looked like a threat and a promise wrapped in a hoodie.
she knew he was married to the game.
knew he was probably someone else's regret too.
but peace never lit her bones on fire.
he did.

she had someone new.
a good man.
gentle.
he takes care of her and makes her feel safe.
but kentrell?
he makes her feel alive.

so she lets him in.
again.

no talking.
just lips, teeth, and everything they can't say.
and after?
she watches him light a blunt with that same mouth he ruins her with.
he tells her she's empty.
she tells him he is too.
they both laugh like ghosts got inside 'em.

and when he leaves,
buttoned up, back to being a leader, back to business, back to the girl who's in love with him,
zenova just lies there.

thinking about the man she should've chosen.
but never will.
COMPLETED