KOBE'S LOS ANGELES HOME,
FRIDAY EVENING.
——He sat on his bed, his hands covering his nose as they were in a praying position. The loud bickering and yelling from Marie continued as she was in the closet, throwing out all of Kobe's items — breaking his plaques, ruining his clothes and shoes. She was destructive.
" I can't believe you! I can't believe that you were really out, entertaining that!" Marie roared, coming out of the closet with his things.
" Can you chill and let me explain Marie? Will you?"
" What is there to explain? You are messing with your own teammates girlfriend behind my back! And have the nerve to defend this puta sucia! Ugh! No eres ian mierda sino un puto! Haré que mis hermanos y primos te caguen y te golpeen el culo!"
Kobe sighed, hearing Marie cursed her out once again in Spanish. It wasn't like he didn't deserve though, and even he knew that. Keeping a huge secret like away from your significant other would make anyone act like she was —- she was hurt and angry.
" Will you let me talk to you Marie? Please?"
" No! What you can talk to............is these broken. pieces. of. Shit!" Marie yells, throwing down his glass trophy —- one of the very first trophies that he'd earn when he came into the league as a rookie. Watching her do that made a flash of anger spike through him — and he had enough of her.
" Ight — you going too fucking far now Marie. So you need to chill." Kobe said sternly. She ignored him, going back to where the set of his accolades sat. She grabbed another one of his many important accomplishments and was about to throw it down — but Kobe grabbed her aggressively, taking it out of her hand. He kept a firm grip on her after doing so, looking at her with serious eyes.
" Marie — look, I...I'm sorry that I couldn't man up and tell you about my wrongdoings. I should have be honest and kept it real with you. And I'm taking full accountability for the pain I've caused you. And I understand why you are angry and upset. Okay? I'm sorry."
" You know what? Fuck you AND fuck your apology. I don't need it. And I don't need you — not anymore at least." she says as she grins.
" What?"
" I got what I wanted from you — and that was the money. I got it all!"
" Huh? W-What are saying?"
" Look at our relationship Kobe. At first, it was really love. It was — but now it's all materialistic. I mean, that's how we kept each other happy."
" It's always been love for me Marie! That's never changed, until nowadays! All you ever want from me is money! Like that's what this consisted of!"
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𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ▷ short stories + imagines.
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