I sat in the hotel room I shared with my best friend watching him get ready for a press thing before his fight. As much as I hate him fighting, I could never being myself to actually do something to make him stop. This was his love, his passion, how he makes his money, and who am I to get in the way of that right?
"You are being really quite," he said walking over to me "what's wrong?"
I sighed knowing that he wouldn't let it go until I tell him.
"For one you need a hair cut." I chuckled
"Well grab the clippers and make me look good." He smiled his perfect teeth at me
I sighed and grabbed his suitcase from under his bed. I pulled out the his set of different clippers and a towel. He sat on the floor in between your legs. I wrapped the towel around his neck so he wouldn't get that much hair on him and began to cut his hair.
"So are you going to tell him what's really on your mind or am I going to have to fuck it out of you. Just know either way it goes I'm getting in those guts." He chuckled
I moved the clippers away, turned them off and looked at him like such.
"Is that right now?" I asked in shock
"Damn right that's right, you been holding out on a nigga too long." He said standing up
"Too long?" I laughed
"Yes too long. Way, way, way too long." He said pushing onto my back slowly
"Well that is not my fault, mister let's just be friends." I smirked
"But it is though Y/n.you know not to listen to me." He said crawling on top of me so he was hovering on top of me
He lowered his head and placed his lips on my jawline leaving small kiss along it as he kiss down my neck. He kiss and sucked on my neck, biting on my skin slightly leaving love bites on my skin.
"G-Gervonta wait." I said suppressing a moan that was fighting its way out
"What's the problem?" He mumbled against my collar bone
"Something not sitting right with me about this."
He stopped, rolled off of me and sat up.
"Now you going to talk?" He asked
"I don't want you fighting anymore." I blurted out
"Excuse me?" He asked defensively
"Nothing, just forget I even said that." I groaned mentally cursing myself out as I turned on my side facing away from him
"Forget you said it? Nah that's not happening B. Turn back over." He said
I rolled over to my other side and looked him in face.
"Now why would you say some shit like that?" He asked
"Because that's how I feel." I shrugged
"Okay, elaborate."
I sighed as I sat up.
"I worry. Everytime you step into that ring I am scared." I confessed
"Scared? Scared of what?" He asked
"Of you getting hurt duh! You don't know how I feel seeing you come home with blood, scratches, bruises, and broken fucking teeth after every fight! That shit is hard!" I said raising my voice one octave
"You damn right that shit is hard, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. Do you know how much money I am bringing in for us?! I do this shit for us!" He stood up
"For us? I don't need money Vonta! It was never about the money! I was here before you had shit! I will still be here if you didn't have shit!" I said doing the same
"I am just trying to build a better life for us baby. I need you to support me on this." He sighed
"When have I never supported you? In anything you did, when have I not supported you?" I asked hurt
"Well right now you aren't." He said leaning against the wall
"Wooow okay. That's how you are taking this. Me not supporting? Who is at every single weigh in? Me. Who is at every single press conference? Me. Every practice and training? Me. Who covered for your ass when you miss ya weigh in? Me. Motha fucka who bought your first pair of real boxing gloves? Me! So don't you ever say I wasn't supporting you!" I yelled with tears running down my face as I was pointing my finger in his face
He stayed in spot on the wall and didn't say a word.
"You know what I'm gone." I said grabbing my purse and slipping my Nike slides on
"Where you going?" He asked
"Away from you! Now let's see who will support ya ass now!"
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Gervonta pov
The lights, the yelling, the cheering, the cameras, all of it felt like too much without Y/n by side. I get where she is coming from but she needs to understand that this is me, this is what I do.
After interviews and shit I made my way back into the tunnels. I am in so much pain and my right eye is swollen shut. I just wanna go home, call Y/n, and sleep.
"Congratulations."
I stopped in my tracks and turned around.
"What's that 15-0 now?" She asked walking towards me
"Y/n?" I asked surprised to see her here
"Hey." She said rocking on her heels
"I thought you weren't coming?" I asked
"Oh I was planning to come all along." she said reaching for my gloves and started cutting them off "I was just talking."
"Y/n," I sighed "I am sorry."
"No, Vonta I'm the sorry one. I shouldn't have said what I said. I had no right to tell you to stop fighting. I was being selfish an only thinking about myself." She said
"No you were right about everything. Look at me. I am hurting an in so much fucking man, y/n you don't even know." I said fighting the tears from falling down my face
"Shit, come on." She said dragging me into the locker room I had to use
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Y/n pov
I made Gervonta sit on the stretching table while I got him some ice and bandaids.
"Okay this will hurt." I said placing the ices on his swollen shut eye
"Oww." He whined biting his lip
I ignored his whimpers, making him hold the ice to his eye and began putting bandaids over his cuts.
"There. Remember ice for 30 minutes." I sighed
"Thank you." He said
"It's nothing." I shrugged
"No, it's everything. Without you I wouldn't be shit. So if you want me to stop, I will." He said
"Are you nuts? You can not stop fighting for me. I know that is kinda contradicting what I said earlier but I will not allow you to do this." I said
"Then what do you want me to do? I don't want to loose you. I don't want us to be over." He said
I sighed and cupped his face in my hands.
"You will never loose me Gervonta. You may piss me off and I go m.i.a for a while but you came inside me too many times for me to just up and leave." I laughed
"Yeah you right." He smiled
"So we good?" I asked
"We was never bad." He said wrapping his arms around me squeezing me tightly
"Sooo I have a question." I said
"What now?" He asked looking down at me
"How much money we earned tonight?"
He kissed his teeth and mushed my head jokingly.
"I'm kidding I'm kidding." I laughed
"Sure you were." He said giving me the side eye
"I was unless you want to tell me." I shrugged
"5 mil."
My jaw dropped and I instantly grabbed my chest. Gervonta chuckled and closed my mouth just for me to let it go again.
"F-five mil, like as in five with six zeros after?" I asked in shock
He nodded his head up and down.
"Oh my gosh, what are you going to do with all that money?" I asked
"You mean, what we gone do with all this money. I told you already, I do this for us. If I eat, you eating too okay?" He explained holding my chin with his free hand
I nodded my head yes.
"Good now let's go back to the hotel so I can get inside you like I was trying to earlier."