A game of love by brea isomee (the best novels to read .txt) π
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Marco is a 18 year old boy with dreams as big as anyone's but yet he's stuck in a place he can't get out of , the hood . wanting to make his mother and younger sister proud , his passion is basketball which he transfers all his energy into . And when he takes interest in a new girl in the neighborhood who enjoys watching him play basketball he thinks maybe she can be different than all the other girls . And he might be able to break out of his narrow minded thinking habits of women . But will it be so ? or will his heart steer him in a direction his mind knows isn't true .
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. It was her who had brought Troy over here in the first day place .
I lost control as i charged toward her .
*Marco-
I felt my hands wrap tightly around her neck . I was choking her but i didn't know why . I was pissed yeah but deep down somewhere inside me i knew it wasn't her fault , but she was the closest one to me .
I'd never laid my hands on a female , but , i guess with time everything changes . Maybe i should get to used to this . It would turn me and my life into shit , but it's already headed there anyways . I should pick a profession that allows me to hit women and act stupid for no damn reason . . . . a pimp .
" your a sick bastard ," i grumbled to myself at my own thoughts as i felt my hands loosening around Lisa's neck . I began to feel bad as my adrenaline was nowhere in sight anymore and i saw Lisa gasping for breath on the floor when i'd let her go .
I'd did that , it was me . And , it didn't feel good at all . How could i hurt the woman i love ?
" your , bastard ," she was able to say in between breaths " you sick sick , bastard . "
She hurried to her feet when she finally caught her breath and marched off to the kids room .
god , what have i done .
" i'm taking our kids , and i'm leaving ."
I looked up no less than 2 minutes later and Lisa was fully dressed with one of the kids in each of her arms and they were fully dressed as well . She had a few bags swung over her shoulders .
" Lisa , i'm sorry ." I felt my heart breaking it side of my chest , it felt as though it was being stomped on repeatedly . If i had to i would get down on both knees and plead with her . I'd beg in any and every way possible . Even though it would hurt me i would let her leave , but i wouldn't let her take my kids . . . I couldn't let her take 'em . " it'll never happen again , please . You can't take my kids from me ."
" oh i can't ? Watch me ."
She walked right out the front door and it wasn't anything i could do to stop her without physically touching her and that would freak me out more than her . You know , maybe i deserve to be alone and fucked up . Maybe i don't deserve happiness .
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*Lisa-
2 weeks later
I was staying at my mother's until Marco could get his act together , i was actually hoping and praying that he would but so far he hasn't called or been by once . And of course it hurt . I was still furious with him because a man should never put his hands on a woman no matter what but that didn't mean i didn't still love him . And more than that his kids need a father in their life , i refuse to be just a baby mama and i refuse to have my kids not knowing who their father is or not caring who their father is because he wasn't around .
No , that wasn't acceptable , but all i could do was pray that once again he comes to his senses .
1 YEAR LATER -
*Marco -
" number 27 , Demarcooooooo Joooooones ."
I jumped up and down in the locker room and as soon as they called my name i jogged onto the court , head held high breathing in the smell of the new jersey draped across my body .
It was mines , the name Jones in big blue letters on the back right above the number 27 .
I never thought i'd be this happy again . Not since . . . . well , since :
*FLASHBACK*
" your , bastard ," she was able to say in between breaths " you sick sick , bastard . "
She hurried to her feet when she finally caught her breath and marched off to the kids room .
god , what have i done .
" i'm taking our kids , and i'm leaving ."
I looked up no less than 2 minutes later and Lisa was fully dressed with one of the kids in each of her arms and they were fully dressed as well . She had a few bags swung over her shoulders .
" Lisa , i'm sorry ." I felt my heart breaking it side of my chest , it felt as though it was being stomped on repeatedly . If i had to i would get down on both knees and plead with her . I'd beg in any and every way possible . Even though it would hurt me i would let her leave , but i wouldn't let her take my kids . . . I couldn't let her take 'em . " it'll never happen again , please . You can't take my kids from me ."
" oh i can't ? Watch me ."
*end of flashback*
She'd taken 'em , my kids , the only 2 things that were really keeping me sane . I haven't seen them since . When she left i really went off the deep end . Meisha would try to help but it was no use . I stopped going to work , i stopped eating . I really didn't give a damn whether i lived or died that's how much she hurt me . This went on for 3 weeks , i didn't try to contact Lisa at all , not that i didn't want to but i had to get myself together first . I was no good for anybody doing the way i was .
The first step was to get my job back . One morning when i was walking out the front door to go see if i could get my job back i ran right into Tory . Yeah , the ex basketball player , the one who said i had skills and a whole bunch of other shit but gave me a fake number .
I felt my body tense up as i watched him watch me . He didn't look pissed though , he looked amused and that was making me lose my cool even more .
" what the fuck are you doing here ?"
Turns out , the day he gave me his number he lost his phone and had to get the number cut off and get a whole new one . Ain't that a bitch ? My girl was gone , my kids were gone , my life was coming to an end and he showed up .
After he explained everything he rested his hand on my shoulder " listen , when i'm serious about something i'm serious about it . I want to pay for your scholarship out of my own pocket because i know with your set of skills you'll have my money back to me in no time ."
" what's in it for you ?" i asked as i shrugged his hand away .
He cracked a smile " publicity . If i play like your manager and you start raking in money and doing good in your career then ever other basketball player out there is going to want me to manage them . It's that simple . I pay for you to make it big , you pay me back in a year or so and you'll pay interest by having me at conferences , and shouting me out in interviews . Deal ?"
I'd thought about that offer long and hard . I couldn't back out , i couldn't say no . If i did i would be going back to the same shit , possibly getting nowhere in my life ever . I had to make it big and with him was the only way .
" deal ."
I moved me and Meisha into a condo a few blocks away from the hood and we'd been living there ever since .
I shrugged off the memory as the ref. threw the ball in the air and i jumped up to smack it to my side . My first game being in the NBA and before i even made that winning shot i already felt like a winner .
" yeah baby !"
I jumped up and down in the locker room . I'll be damned if i wasn't on top of the world .
My team mate , Steven , patted me on my back " yeah , you was aight . . . . for a rookie ."
Richard laughed " yeah , watchu getting all excited for ? I scored more points than you nigga ."
He was right he did , i shook my head and cracked a smile " but you didn't make the winning shot ."
Another team mate of mines , Galvin walked up , " don't be mad Richard because you lost the ball and he got it ."
Richard scowled Galvin and he and Steven walked towards the showers .
Galvin shook his head as i pulled my sweaty jersey off my body " Richard is a hatin' ass dude ."
" i see , " i said as i wrapped my towel around my body .
" i personally think he's sticking Steven in the booty , but hey , that's they business ."
We both erupted with laughter " man , them boys in kind of close ."
We laughed again " yeah , but ay , that was a nice ass shot out there boy ."
" yeah , " i shook his hand as we made our way to the showers and steam immediately smacked me in my face " i think ima like the NBA ."
After i showered Galvin invited me to some party him and his friends were throwing at his house . So , i agreed to go . I hoped in my hooptie of a car and followed Galvin's nice Mercedes . I'd love to have a car like his , maybe one day soon . The endorsements were rolling in quick , even though i'd just played my first game i just earned $15,000 just by wearing a companies watch . Now that , was beautiful .
His house was 20 minutes away , it was protected by a big gate and the house it self was huge .
The party was already in full swing . Music was blaring from the house and cars ere parked bumper to bumper in the driveway , going around the house , and some even on the lawn .
" man , you know when them cars pull off yo lawn its gon' fuck it up ."
He shrugged like it was no big deal " i pay every week to get it done over 'cause niggas fail to remember that its a big ass garage behind the house ."
He mumbled something under
I lost control as i charged toward her .
*Marco-
I felt my hands wrap tightly around her neck . I was choking her but i didn't know why . I was pissed yeah but deep down somewhere inside me i knew it wasn't her fault , but she was the closest one to me .
I'd never laid my hands on a female , but , i guess with time everything changes . Maybe i should get to used to this . It would turn me and my life into shit , but it's already headed there anyways . I should pick a profession that allows me to hit women and act stupid for no damn reason . . . . a pimp .
" your a sick bastard ," i grumbled to myself at my own thoughts as i felt my hands loosening around Lisa's neck . I began to feel bad as my adrenaline was nowhere in sight anymore and i saw Lisa gasping for breath on the floor when i'd let her go .
I'd did that , it was me . And , it didn't feel good at all . How could i hurt the woman i love ?
" your , bastard ," she was able to say in between breaths " you sick sick , bastard . "
She hurried to her feet when she finally caught her breath and marched off to the kids room .
god , what have i done .
" i'm taking our kids , and i'm leaving ."
I looked up no less than 2 minutes later and Lisa was fully dressed with one of the kids in each of her arms and they were fully dressed as well . She had a few bags swung over her shoulders .
" Lisa , i'm sorry ." I felt my heart breaking it side of my chest , it felt as though it was being stomped on repeatedly . If i had to i would get down on both knees and plead with her . I'd beg in any and every way possible . Even though it would hurt me i would let her leave , but i wouldn't let her take my kids . . . I couldn't let her take 'em . " it'll never happen again , please . You can't take my kids from me ."
" oh i can't ? Watch me ."
She walked right out the front door and it wasn't anything i could do to stop her without physically touching her and that would freak me out more than her . You know , maybe i deserve to be alone and fucked up . Maybe i don't deserve happiness .
________________________________________
*Lisa-
2 weeks later
I was staying at my mother's until Marco could get his act together , i was actually hoping and praying that he would but so far he hasn't called or been by once . And of course it hurt . I was still furious with him because a man should never put his hands on a woman no matter what but that didn't mean i didn't still love him . And more than that his kids need a father in their life , i refuse to be just a baby mama and i refuse to have my kids not knowing who their father is or not caring who their father is because he wasn't around .
No , that wasn't acceptable , but all i could do was pray that once again he comes to his senses .
1 YEAR LATER -
*Marco -
" number 27 , Demarcooooooo Joooooones ."
I jumped up and down in the locker room and as soon as they called my name i jogged onto the court , head held high breathing in the smell of the new jersey draped across my body .
It was mines , the name Jones in big blue letters on the back right above the number 27 .
I never thought i'd be this happy again . Not since . . . . well , since :
*FLASHBACK*
" your , bastard ," she was able to say in between breaths " you sick sick , bastard . "
She hurried to her feet when she finally caught her breath and marched off to the kids room .
god , what have i done .
" i'm taking our kids , and i'm leaving ."
I looked up no less than 2 minutes later and Lisa was fully dressed with one of the kids in each of her arms and they were fully dressed as well . She had a few bags swung over her shoulders .
" Lisa , i'm sorry ." I felt my heart breaking it side of my chest , it felt as though it was being stomped on repeatedly . If i had to i would get down on both knees and plead with her . I'd beg in any and every way possible . Even though it would hurt me i would let her leave , but i wouldn't let her take my kids . . . I couldn't let her take 'em . " it'll never happen again , please . You can't take my kids from me ."
" oh i can't ? Watch me ."
*end of flashback*
She'd taken 'em , my kids , the only 2 things that were really keeping me sane . I haven't seen them since . When she left i really went off the deep end . Meisha would try to help but it was no use . I stopped going to work , i stopped eating . I really didn't give a damn whether i lived or died that's how much she hurt me . This went on for 3 weeks , i didn't try to contact Lisa at all , not that i didn't want to but i had to get myself together first . I was no good for anybody doing the way i was .
The first step was to get my job back . One morning when i was walking out the front door to go see if i could get my job back i ran right into Tory . Yeah , the ex basketball player , the one who said i had skills and a whole bunch of other shit but gave me a fake number .
I felt my body tense up as i watched him watch me . He didn't look pissed though , he looked amused and that was making me lose my cool even more .
" what the fuck are you doing here ?"
Turns out , the day he gave me his number he lost his phone and had to get the number cut off and get a whole new one . Ain't that a bitch ? My girl was gone , my kids were gone , my life was coming to an end and he showed up .
After he explained everything he rested his hand on my shoulder " listen , when i'm serious about something i'm serious about it . I want to pay for your scholarship out of my own pocket because i know with your set of skills you'll have my money back to me in no time ."
" what's in it for you ?" i asked as i shrugged his hand away .
He cracked a smile " publicity . If i play like your manager and you start raking in money and doing good in your career then ever other basketball player out there is going to want me to manage them . It's that simple . I pay for you to make it big , you pay me back in a year or so and you'll pay interest by having me at conferences , and shouting me out in interviews . Deal ?"
I'd thought about that offer long and hard . I couldn't back out , i couldn't say no . If i did i would be going back to the same shit , possibly getting nowhere in my life ever . I had to make it big and with him was the only way .
" deal ."
I moved me and Meisha into a condo a few blocks away from the hood and we'd been living there ever since .
I shrugged off the memory as the ref. threw the ball in the air and i jumped up to smack it to my side . My first game being in the NBA and before i even made that winning shot i already felt like a winner .
" yeah baby !"
I jumped up and down in the locker room . I'll be damned if i wasn't on top of the world .
My team mate , Steven , patted me on my back " yeah , you was aight . . . . for a rookie ."
Richard laughed " yeah , watchu getting all excited for ? I scored more points than you nigga ."
He was right he did , i shook my head and cracked a smile " but you didn't make the winning shot ."
Another team mate of mines , Galvin walked up , " don't be mad Richard because you lost the ball and he got it ."
Richard scowled Galvin and he and Steven walked towards the showers .
Galvin shook his head as i pulled my sweaty jersey off my body " Richard is a hatin' ass dude ."
" i see , " i said as i wrapped my towel around my body .
" i personally think he's sticking Steven in the booty , but hey , that's they business ."
We both erupted with laughter " man , them boys in kind of close ."
We laughed again " yeah , but ay , that was a nice ass shot out there boy ."
" yeah , " i shook his hand as we made our way to the showers and steam immediately smacked me in my face " i think ima like the NBA ."
After i showered Galvin invited me to some party him and his friends were throwing at his house . So , i agreed to go . I hoped in my hooptie of a car and followed Galvin's nice Mercedes . I'd love to have a car like his , maybe one day soon . The endorsements were rolling in quick , even though i'd just played my first game i just earned $15,000 just by wearing a companies watch . Now that , was beautiful .
His house was 20 minutes away , it was protected by a big gate and the house it self was huge .
The party was already in full swing . Music was blaring from the house and cars ere parked bumper to bumper in the driveway , going around the house , and some even on the lawn .
" man , you know when them cars pull off yo lawn its gon' fuck it up ."
He shrugged like it was no big deal " i pay every week to get it done over 'cause niggas fail to remember that its a big ass garage behind the house ."
He mumbled something under
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