Money. Power. And Control.
Those were thought to be the motives of the strong headed, determined, and stubborn co-owner of the Detroit Pistons. Shay Mitchell. She was the overly headstrong co-owner who wanted nothing less than her ultimate goal. O...
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"Say We'll Make It Through"
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{Blake's P.O.V}
"You're still limping Blake" Tara states to me as I sit back on the examination table in the empty training room.
"I know, but I could still play on it. It looks worse than it is" I try to reassure her.
I more than anything wanted to get back on the court. I could bare it out just to feel the adrenaline rush through my blood again. It pained me not to be able to practice with everyone else, and hurt to sit on the bench during games. I was only here for a check-up with Tara to see where I was, which was the last thing I wanted to do.
"Blake I know you want to get back into it, everyone does, but you can't go back if your injured. It's only going to make it worse" She says before writing some notes down on a pad of paper.
"You're underestimating my strength." I say to her "Just give me a little more time to rest and I could start playing again"
"Blake, we're thinking about this long term. Your knee has been acting up for a while now and we want to make sure that your 100% going back on the court"
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