Title: Unfinished Business
Pairing: Jada Williams x Reader
Word Count: 2.3k+
Rating: Angst, Tension, Slow Burn
Fandom: Women’s College Basketball
Summary:… it means nothing… or everything… who knows
🏷️: @yailtsv
Pt2 Pt3
Arizona wasn’t on my radar. Hell, I never thought I’d leave UCLA. But things change. Promises break. People leave. And now, I’m here, standing in the middle of Desert Financial Arena, wearing blue and red instead of blue and gold, pretending that it doesn’t bother me.
But what bothers me more?
Jada Williams.
She’s here. And from the second I walked into practice on my first day, she’s made it clear that she doesn’t want me here.
“New transfer from UCLA,” Coach announced, clapping a hand on my shoulder. “Make her feel welcome.”
Except Jada didn’t.
She barely looked at me, barely acknowledged me. Where I got nods and polite greetings from the rest of the team, I got nothing from her. Just an impassive stare, her jaw clenched tight like she was holding back every unspoken word we never said.
That first week, I tried.
I caught her after practice. “Jada—”
She walked past me.
I sat next to her at team breakfast. She got up without a word.
I passed to her during scrimmages. She didn’t pass back.
I wasn’t stupid. I knew what this was. A silent punishment for leaving. For what happened between us before I left.
But she didn’t get to be mad at me when she was the one who let me go first.
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Weeks passed, and I stopped trying. If she wanted to act like I didn’t exist, fine. I could do the same.
At least, I thought I could.
But it was hard when every game, every practice, every team event put us in the same space, with nothing but distance between us. Harder when I caught her looking when she thought I wouldn’t notice, the same way I still caught myself looking at her.
It was even harder now, standing in the middle of a department store, trying to ignore her presence a few feet away while I shopped for some essentials.
“Excuse me, ma.”
I barely had time to react before a guy stepped into my space, all confidence and a smirk that made my skin crawl.
“What’s up?” he asked, leaning too close.
I took a step back. “Just shopping.”
He didn’t get the hint. “Well, since we’re both here, how about you give me your number? I could take you out, show you a good time.”
I sighed. “I’m good, thanks.”
“C’mon, don’t be like that. Just one date.”
“No.”
He laughed like I was joking. Like I was playing hard to get. Like he wasn’t hearing the rejection in my voice.
Then suddenly, an arm wrapped around my waist.
“She said no.”
Jada.
I stiffened, feeling her press against me, her voice calm but sharp as a blade. The guy blinked, confused.
“Who are you?”
Jada didn’t hesitate. “Her girlfriend.”
My breath hitched. “Jada—”
She turned to me, expression unreadable. “Just go with it.”
The guy looked between us, suspicious. “Oh yeah? If that’s true, prove it.”
I felt my pulse in my throat.
Jada didn’t hesitate.
Before I could say anything, she tilted my chin up, leaned in, and kissed me.
And God, I should have pulled away.
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
Because the second her lips met mine, everything else disappeared.
The weeks of silence, the months of distance, the hurt, the anger—it all blurred into nothing. All I felt was her. Her lips, soft and familiar. Her hand, gripping my waist. The way she kissed me like no time had passed, like we weren’t pretending, like we hadn’t left things unfinished.
By the time she pulled away, my heart was in my throat.
Jada turned back to the guy. “Believe me now?”
He held up his hands, backing away. “Yeah. Yeah, my bad.”
And just like that, he was gone.
Silence stretched between us, thick with everything we weren’t saying.
I swallowed. “You didn’t have to do that.”
Her jaw tensed. “Yeah, I did.”
“Why?”
She exhaled sharply. “Because I wasn’t about to stand there and watch some dude keep pushing up on you like you weren’t saying no.”
I searched her face. “And the kiss?”
Jada didn’t answer right away. Instead, she looked at me like she was debating something, like she was on the edge of something she wasn’t ready to say.
Then, finally—
“Because I wanted to.”
And just like that, everything I thought I knew shattered.
I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, she took a step back.
“I gotta go.”
And then, like always—
She left.
Leaving me standing there, heart racing, breath shallow, with nothing but the taste of her on my lips and a thousand unanswered questions in my head.
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