Shotsline Bling|NBA

everything is yours|kyrie irving

"thinking about things
that i shouldn't be"

last time they were together, it ended in glass being shattered. last time they were together it ended in insults and faults being yelled at left and right, without remorse. last time they were together, it ended with him not feeling loved. last time they were together, it ended in her not being happy. last time they were together, it ended it an untimely demise of the relationship. last time they were together, it ended in them going their seperate ways. but at the end of the day, it wasn't what they wanted, and they wouldn't leave it that way. but for now they would have to deal, because they needed their space.

"ky, i can't do this." cassandra rubbed her hand against her face.

"do what?this is why we fight. you don't know how to communicate." kyrie yelled.

"because of me? how do you communicate with a big headed ass person that ignores you all the time. i know damn well that you know i'm not facing battles over the phone, and we're never home....so."

"what's wrong with me then? am I not enough?" never in her life had cassandra seen kyrie cry, until now. it broke her heart even more.

"i'm just not happy in the relationship." cassandra continously sobbed.

"there's someone else damn it!" kyrie knocked over cassandra's self painted wine glasses, "who is he?"

"jesus, at this point. i would never cheat."

"then wh--"

"i'm tired of not being on the same page. i'm tired of disagreeing. i'm tired of us changing plans for our future. i'm tired of you shoving me to the side, and being inconsiderate of me. im sick and tired of feeling so low."

"what about me? you think im all rainbows and unicorns? i'm breaking too. you're too self-centered to even see that. you think you communicate with me but you don't. you go and talk to zara or your boytoy jackson."

"I don't try to be self centered it's when--it's not like you listen anyways--look I don't want this anymore."

"you don't want the fighting or me and this relationship?"

"I want you, but right now I want neither. so ill be gone in the next few hours." cassandra removed herself from the kitchen, and walked into their living room with him following behind her.

"cassa-cass--" his voice cracked as his face turned red from the tears threatening to spill.

"we're driving each other apart, it's been so long, and it's not healthy. we're suffocating each other, and it's time to be free. all we do is have sex, and you think it solves problems...when it just masks them for a few hours. so I think it's best to just leave before things really hit rock bottom."

"how long have you been planning to leave?" he caught a glimpse of the suitcases hiding on the opposite side of the large couch.

"kyrie." cassandra took the bags in her hands, trying to move around him

"just tell me." he blocked her.

"i had time to do some thinking," she kissed his cheek. "I love you."

"don't say that when you're doing this. it's contradictory."