A Sports Romance • Basketball/Soccer/Lacrosse
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Two Neighbor Enemies. One Fake Relationship.
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"I'm sick and tired of pretending. I want us. I want you and me."
"And so what? Do you want to be with me? Because I'm sure tired of being a second choic...
Dedicated to: My Papa. He sacrificed so much for us and I will forever be grateful. You are one of the reasons I want to be successful in this life. Forever your Kaby.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: PLEASE READ
Hello, everyone. I wanted to come on here and talk about some of the topics this chapter will be focusing on. When writing this chapter I spent a lot of time distracting myself from writing a certain scene you will later read. There will be a conversation involving the topics of drug addiction, alcohol addiction, parental absence, divorce, and physical abuse. While writing this specific conversation, I did get emotional and I couldn't write for a couple of days afterward.
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You matter and so does your mental health.
I love you all, you beautiful humans and I am here for ANYONE if they need to talk. My Instagram DMs are ALWAYS open.
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"Malia, stop!"
"Fuck off, asshole!"
I chase after her, everyone turning their heads towards us.
If only they fucking knew why she was running away from me.
I catch up to her and grab ahold of her hand. She whips around to face me and snaps her hand back to her side.
