;don't quit when shit gets rough

My front door swung open, slamming against the thin wall behind it, startling the shit outta me. "Yo, sis. You got that form for the annual sports awards?" My brother called out as he entered my kitchen.

"Ever heard of knocking?" I deadpanned.

"Do you even know me?" He rolls his eyes.

I sigh and pull open the kitchen draw to pull out his form, handing it to him with attitude of course.

"Thank ya." he grins, leaning in to place a kiss on my cheek. He looks down folding the A4 paper in half. "So, great news about Mads, huh?"

Ahh. My infamous boyfriend on his way into the NBA.

Don't get it twisted, I'm super happy for him, and I have no doubt we're going to be fine, but saying that, doesn't escape the fact shit is going to be hard. Really fucking hard.

We're going to be in two completely different states. Nearly a whole day in hours apart and over a thousand miles.

Regardless of the statics though, I was going to support him. 110%. This was Maddox Hunter's dream and I'll be damned if it gets fucked up because of me.

No chance in hell would I do that to him. Nor would I like to give his father anymore ammo to hate me.

I nod at my brother, plastering on that genuine smile I've been giving everyone. "I'm so happy for him, E. He's going to crush it." I admit.

I wasn't lying. As sad I was about him leaving me, I was over the moon his dreams were coming true. He deserved it. All his hard work and endless training was paying off.

"You gonna be good when he leaves though?" Eli asks, looking at me from the corner of his dark eyes with wariness.

I snort. "I'll be fine." I tell him, pulling out another mug for him and pouring him a fresh cup of coffee. "It'll be hard, of course, but we're good, we'll be fine."

My brother drops on the island bar stool across from me, dragging his cup closer. "I don't doubt you'll be fine. You guys are like sickly in love. I just wanna make sure you're good, I'm still your brother, y'know. I am allowed to check on you."

I tilt my head and give my brother an all too sweet smile. "Aww." I coo. "Aren't you just the sweetest big brother, ever." I tease.

He sits up straighter and shrugs. "Yeah. I am as it goes."

I giggle. "You are kinda sweet, I guess." I roll my eyes playfully. "Thank you for checking on me, but honestly, I'll be fine."

He gives me a quick nod. "Good, as you should be. And hey, if you guys get married, you'll have to move to a place that's colder than New York - there's always that to look forward too."

I shake my head. "Thanks, supportive big brother." I grumble.

"So, I was thinking..."

I raise a brow. "Thinking?"

He flicks his eyes to the ceiling. "You sound just like the guys." he sighs. "Anyway, I was thinking, we should do a beach bonfire before Mads leaves."

"He's not leaving just yet, jeez, you trying to ship him off already." I scoff.

Eli furrows his brows and looks at me like I took a shit in his favourite J's.

"What?" I shrug, taking a sip of coffee.

"Tee, he's leaving this week." My brother tells me.

I all about choke as I spat my coffee out all over my brothers face.

"Fuck. Tee, man. The hell!?" He whines.

I quickly grab the kitchen roll and toss it to him as I wipe my mouth and chin.

"This week!?" I exclaim.

He nods with a scowl on his face.

He leaves this week and didn't fucking tell me!?

He only told me the news like what, four days ago!

"You didn't know?" Eli drawls out the obvious.

"No I didn't fucking know!" I yell. "How the hell did you know!?"

My brother pops a should and looks down sheepishly. "I overheard him on the phone to his dad, then asked him about it. Apparently the Bulls coach wants him to transfer earlier in preparation for next season. Y'know, find his bearings, train with the team? Get to know 'em and all that shit." he tells me. "I honestly thought he'd of told you."

I shake my head and scoff. "No. He didn't." I snipe. "Ugh! I'm gonna kill him!"

My brother twists his lips to the side and stretches his hands behind his back. "Well, that's my trouble caused for today. I better go hand these forms in." he says, awkwardly as he inches towards his escape. "Thanks again, Tee." he calls out. "And don't worry, I'll be present at your murder trial."

Then the door slams shut.

I am beyond fuming.

How long has he known? Did he know when he broke the news to me that night?

Snagging my phone and keys off the kitchen counter, I bound out the door with fire under my heels.

Maddox Hunter, prepare to get torn a new asshole. Stupid Baller bastard.

I drove like a crazy woman all the way to the baller house, pulling up so hard had my tyres screeching.

I swung the door open and stepped inside to be greeted with a wide eyed, shirtless, sweats hanging low on hips, damp haired, sexy looking Maddox - NBA Bulls draftee.

"Baby? I thought we wasn't meeting until later?" he says with an easy smile as he steps towards me

My hand instantly come up between us. "How long did you know?" I ask him getting straight to the point.

"How long did I know what, Bella?" he replies cautiously, his steps slowing as he gets nearer.

I scoff outta frustration. "Don't Bella me. How long have you known that you were going to be leaving this week, Maddox?"

His head drops backwards as he breathes fuck under his breath.

"Yeah, fuck sounds about right." I deadpan. "How long have you known?" I repeat.

Maddox looks up with pleading eyes as he takes a giant step towards me, causing me to take a step back.

"Baby, please. Don't be like that." he whispers. "Talk to me, come on."

"I'm all ears. By all means, tell me how long you've been keeping the truth from me."

I can't even feel myself anymore. My knees are about to give out. My heart feels like it's got tight string wrapped around it and my hands are uncontrollable at this point.

"Bella, not like this. Come sit down. Please." he's almost begging me at this point but I can't falter. I can't.

"Just answer the fucking question, Maddox!" I yell.

I've poked a sleeping bear.

His eyes turn narrow as his pupils dilate turning his baby browns to a shade above black. He picks his steps back up as he moves towards me, slow and calculated.

"You wanna fucking know? Fine. I found out the morning after I told you." He snaps. "Wanna know why I didn't fucking tell you?" he's closing the space, but I'm glued to my spot. "I didn't fucking tell you because I wanted our last days to be special, not fucking sad, or miserable, or hard."

He reaches me, his chest brushes against mine as he looks down through his nose at me, a deep scowls took over his features. My back hits the front door as Maddox's hand reaches up and rests against the side of my head.

"I wanted them to be special, Tori." He rasps. "I wanted every second with you to fucking count because you're all that matters to me."

I inhale a shaky breath as he uses his free hand to reach up and graze his knuckle down the side of my face and onto my throat, where his large fingers spread out and fan the entirety of my neck.

"You're all that fucking matters and I'm not spending another fucking minute arguing with you. Do you understand?"

I'm motionless.

"Do you understand?" he says firmer.

I nod blindly.

"Good. Now smile for me, baby, because I'm about to fuck you senseless for setting me off with your little bratty attitude."

I can't help but smirk, which sets him off even more.

Growling as he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, bounding the stairs two at a time until we reach his room. Kicking his door shut and dropping me on the bed, he hovers over me with a devilish glint in his eye.

I lay back on my elbows and smile innocently at him. "Thought you were going to fuck me senseless, Baller?"

He snorts menacingly. "You have to earn it first, beautiful. On your knees and open that pretty little mouth for me."

My bottom lip folds between my teeth as I shuffle to the edge of the bed and kneel in front of him.

Keeping my eyes fixed on his, I slide his sweats down slightly. The tent against the grey was thick, solid and ready for me.

Grazing my hand over the top of his boxers he mumbles something, but I'm not interested in hearing, I just wanna feel him. Any way. Any how.

Pulling him out of his sweats, the juice seeping out the tip has my mouth watering. The scent of his body wash and cologne surrounding me, luring me in.

My tongue comes out to wet my lips before bringing his tip closer and licking off the pre come.

Maddox hisses through his teeth but keeps his eyes locked on mine as I lean further in and take the whole head into my mouth, sucking it and coating it in my spit.

He reaches round and gathers all my hair, locking it between hi finger tips while I use my tongue to lick the sides and the under skin which makes Maddox moan under his breath.

With it being wet, I wrap my lips around and slowly take him all in. Inch by inch. Deeper and deeper. Sucking to make it tighter. Repeating until he reaches the back of my throat.

I bob my head up and down his hard cock, his tight grip on my hair pushing himself further down my throat. Tears are filling my eyes but I refuse to gag, staring up at him as his head drops backwards, eyes tightly close, lips slightly parted and brows furrows in painful pleasure as he begins thrusting into my mouth, fucking my face faster and faster, pushing deeper so I suck harder.

"Fuck...- Christ baby." he grunts, tightening his grip on my hair.

My vision blurs with the tears and I can feel them rolling down my cheek, it's all worth it to see Maddox like this.

It's not the first time I've give him a blow job, but it's certainly the best time. He's losing himself in the moment, we fought - like usual - and his hormones take over. It's so raw and primal. Sexy and real.

"Jesus, Bella-" he moans.

His dick flexes in my mouth and I know what's about to come. Pun intended.

His speed picks up like lightening, he's flashing in and out of my mouth, his vein throbbing against the corner of my mouth, then he groans out loud. Emptying his warm liquid in my mouth. The soft and fast sharp squirts hitting my tongue while other drops shoot to the back of my throat.

He thrusts a couple more times, slower and gentler this time, as his eyes snap open and look down at me, releasing my hair from his grip and using the same hand to wipe under my eye.

"You look so damn sexy right now, baby." he rasps. "So fucking sexy."

As he slides out my mouth I fixate on his brown eyes becoming brighter as I made a point of swallowing his juice.

He groans in approval as he lifts his chin up with a grin on his lips.

I wipe the corner of my mouth as his eyes follow my fingertips and I smirk as I place it between my lips. "Keep the truth from me again, you won't be getting this, let alone any pussy. Do you understand, Baller?

"Yes, ma'am." he smirks, folding his bottom lip between his teeth.