Kyrie Irving- Mental Issues

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I'M BACK, GIRLIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know this is selfish, but I've decided to do other request, so basically not the one's it took me forever to do before the break.

So If you have any request inbox me.

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Cause some of you forget to add your name.

This is going to be one for me, so I hope you Girlies love it!

TRIGGER WARNING//

MENTAL ISSUES

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'Another missed game for Kyrie Irving'

I rolled my eyes as the notification popped up on my phone while I was scrolling through twitter.

My baby can't catch a break, if only they knew what was going on behind closed doors.

But they don't and that's the problem.

They make up stories without knowing the real truth, in this case Kyrie's truth.

"Baby, how you feeling" I asked looking up from my phone.

We were currently in the bedroom that we both have been sharing since his time at Duke.

"I'm good" He said.

But I could tell he only said that so I could stop asking.

I had noticed a huge change in his behavior early last year.

I blame Covid.

That damn diesease hit and ruined EVERYONE'S lives.

Mentally, Physically, and Emotionally.

"How was thereapy today?" I questioned a couple seconds after his first response.

"Good" he said quickly.

I sighed.

I sat up on the bed we were laying on and looked right at him, turning my phone off in the process.

"Kyrie" I said softly.

He ignored me and kept his eyes on his phone.

"Kyrie" I said louder.

It was still soft but just a tad bit louder.

"What" he responded just as softly as me.

I got up and straddled his waist so he would put his phone down and give all his attention to me.

And he did exactly that.

We looked at each other.

Just looked into each others eyes.

All I could see was hurt and pain.

And I just wanted to take it all away.

I kissed his lips softly and he kissed me back.

I pulled away.

And asked again, "How are you?"

He stared at me for a second and then broke down.

I held him like a baby.

Which he was.

He was my baby.

And I was going to help him through whatever that was going on with him.
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Short but I hope you girlies love it ❤️
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