Deceived Emotions || NBA youngboy (Completed)

37• Spending Time

December 5th

Cianna✨

After seeing what Kentrell posted last night, made me go to sleep with a big ass smile on my face. Even though it got lots of hate comments, I decided to ignore them. As I shifted to the other side, I could feel myself being snuggled up against. I peeked one eye open seeing Kentrell and his light snores Finally started to flow to my ears.

I smiled as I kissed his lips. He pulled me in tighter, laying his head on my chest. A nausea wave hit my stomach, making me tap his arm immediately

"Kentrell, Get up!"

"Why?—I'm sleepy" He replies back. His voice was all soft and I looked at him, seeing he was still sound asleep

"I gotta throw up, nigga!" I told him before the nauseous feeling became worse

"Oh shit!" He immediately yelled as he let me go and I ran to the bathroom, hearing his footsteps behind me. He grabbed ahold of my hair as I released into the toilet. After I was done, I looked up at him, seeing his face scrunched up

"That shit trifling as fuck"

"It's your fault" I told him before standing up completely, grabbing my tooth brush, before toothpaste on it and began brushing my teeth. He gave me a look before grabbing his tooth brush

"It ain't my fault. It's yours, for having that good shit" He told me and I rolled my eyes

"Yeah okay.. but when y'all get back?"

"Around 6 inna morning. Bruh—last night was crazy as the fuck"

"What happened?"

"Boomer ass in jail a—"

"What???? Mariah gone flip"

"I told that nigga chill. Some nigga threw something at me from da crowd, and dat sent him" He told me, as he washed his mouth to clear the toothpaste and I shook my head

"Y'all better make this y'all last time. Y'all can't keep doing this"

"We ain't—well shit. If he comes Down to that then that's how it's gone be"

"Kentrell!"

"I'm just telling you the truth. Niggas always fucking with me like I'm pussy or some"

"You can't be letting them get to you Ken. Last thing I want is for you to be locked up before The baby gets here"

"I promise Ian want it to be like dis. But that's just how I live Cici" He shrugged and I gave him a look as we both walked back into the room

"So you can't make the effort to change?"

"It ain't that easy—"

"No cap! It takes TIME"

"You really wanna do this early in the morning?" He asked and I huffed, shaking my head

"Whatever, Me and my child won't be living here or through this at all!" I decided to play with him

"Fuck that mean?!" His face immediately turned into a mug and I looked at him