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Are you hiding something from me? ⚡️ Part 2

***

"And then Jazzy told Viv about what happened and she freaked out..."

Blah blah blah.

That's all I've been able to hear since I got into this car with Kennedy.

It's not her fault and I'm not trying to be rude, but I can't focus on anything else other than the fact that Juju lied to me.

I can still feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. I'm guessing I've missed about forty calls and sixty-five text messages from Juju at this point.

I can see the ski resort coming into view painfully slowly and I think I'm starting to feel car sick.

What are the symptoms for that?

Google says dizziness, cold sweats, headaches etc, but aren't those also the symptoms you feel when your girlfriend lies to you to get out of going on a trip with you?

Or has that type of sickness not been discovered yet?

Maybe we can call it the Nova Virus? Or would it be called the Juju Virus?

Or-

"Ow!" I screech when I feel an elbow jabbing itself into the side of my ribs. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"No! What the hell is wrong with you?" Kennedy screeched back. "You've been ignoring me for basically this entire trip!"

"We've only been here five seconds!" I retort before shoving Kennedy's shoulder away from mine.

"God forbid I'm thinking about something else other than stupid, college drama!" I snap before I can stop myself.

Kennedy's face falls slightly, but that's not what upsets me.

What upsets me is the fact that she doesn't fight back. She doesn't come up with a smart comment and she doesn't yell at me again, she just stares at me. As if she can see right through me.

I break away from Kennedy's gaze, feeling my own start to well up with tears.

A comforting hand grabs mine and Kennedy leans her head on my shoulder as the first few tears start to slip down my face.

"I'm sorry Ken-" I try to say, "You don't need to apologise. Just tell me what's wrong," Kennedy interrupts softly.

And after that? I break.

I kind of wish that Kennedy had just kept fighting with me, at least then I could have kept up with my facade, but I know that wouldn't have been fair to me, or to Kennedy.

I tell her everything, from the conversations that Juju and I had about her knee back home, to the phone call with Sari, and she listens to every word carefully and without interrupting.

I almost forget about our taxi driver, who I'm sure is very confused but maybe slightly entertained by the drama that's unfolding in his car. Someone might as well get some enjoyment out of this situation.

"What are you going to do?" Kennedy questions, her hand still wrapped around mine. "I don't know," I answer honestly.

"Even if I wanted to talk to her, I don't know what I would say," I finish before wiping my eyes with my sleeve, hoping to make myself look slightly more presentable considering we were almost at our destination.

"Maybe it's not as bad as you think," Kennedy says softly. "I'm not defending her, but this is you and Juju we're talking about. She loves you more than anything," Kennedy continues.

I want to smile at the last part of her sentence, but it almost makes the situation hurt even more because, if Juju loved me so much, then why would she lie to me?

"We're here ladies!" The taxi driver interrupts my train of thought, before pulling the car to a complete stop outside of the resort.

Kennedy and I both thanked the driver, who gave me a sympathetic smile before driving away.

"Okay, so I guess-" Kennedy began to speak, but the sound of her phone ringing interrupted her.

Kennedy rummages through her millions of jacket pockets before she finally pulls out her phone, only to reveal that it was none other than Juju Watkins ringing her.

Take a shot if you're surprised.

Kennedy hands me her phone without hesitation, mumbling something about how she'll walk over to one of the chalets and get our equipment.

I let the phone buzz in my hand for a few moments before I find the courage to slide the answer button across the screen.

"Hello? Kenn?" Juju's voice immediately rings through from the other side of the line. "Can you give the phone to Nova please? I just want-"

"It's me," I interrupt quickly, suddenly growing more agitated at the sound of desperation in her voice, because now it makes the situation real, not just a nightmare I can't wake up from.

"Oh," Juju replies quietly. "Please, just let me explain," she stutters out, tripping over her words.

"What's there to explain Juju?" I snap. "You lied to me."

"I know, I know, but I can explain-,"

"How can you possibly explain lying to your girlfriend?" I interrupt her again. "How can you explain lying about your knee just so you wouldn't have to go on vacation with your girlfriend?" I demand, growing angrier by the second.

It's really hitting me now. How Juju lied, and worst of all she used her knee to do it. She weaponised one of the most harrowing experiences she ever endured to get out of spending time with me.

"Your knee Juju? Really?" I continue. "How could you use that against me, when you know how difficult that situation was to watch?" I finish, feeling water start to well up in my eyes again.

"I know baby-" Juju tried again, but that nickname coming out of her mouth was the last straw.

"No! You don't know!" I barked down the phone.

"You don't know how it feels to have your girlfriend not want to spend time with you so badly, that she makes up a lie about a knee injury!" I finished, feeling a sob start to climb it's way up my throat.

"Novie, you know me. You know I'm not like that," Juju trembled out and I can hear the shake in her voice.

There's a few moments of silence as more tears slip down my face and they catch themselves on my upper lip, leaving a salty taste in my mouth.

I can hear Juju's heavy breathing on the other side of the line and every few seconds she holds her breath, almost as if she's building up the courage to say something, but she never does.

"You still haven't explained yourself," I mumbled under my breath. "And I don't know if it'll even make a difference now," I add quietly.

"What does that mean?" Juju responds frantically.

I can't remember saying the next words, I just hear them come out of my mouth, and I'm not even sure if I thought about them before I said them, but I know that they needed to be said.

"I think we need some space," I whispered, not trusting my own voice.

"I don't want space," Juju replies urgently, and I can hear the strain on her voice, no doubt that she was crying just like me.

"Funny that you say that from across the country," I argue back, but there's no real bite to it, I'm too emotionally drained for that.

I faintly hear Juju try to plead her way with me, but I'm already pressing the big, red 'end call' button on Kennedy's phone.

In the distance, I can see Kennedy reemerge from the chalet, carrying more ski equipment than she can handle and it almost makes me laugh.

Almost.

Notes: lol I Acc already had this posted on Wattpad but here you go 🙂‍↔️

Part 3?

We need more!

No, let them break up.

Remaining time: 2 days 20 hours

#juju watkins #usc wbb #wbb #usc trojans #judea watkins #usc women’s basketball #juju watkins x reader #juju watkins x y/n #wbb x reader #juju Watkins fanfic

Are you hiding something from me? ⚡️

***

"Are you sure you can't come?" I pleaded with the best puppy dog eyes that I could muster, hoping they could convince my girlfriend to come with me on my trip to Aspen.

"You know I would if I could baby," Juju replied softly as she continued to pack the last bits of my clothes into my bag before zipping it shut.

"My knee's just been acting up lately and coach wants me to get it checked out," Juju continued before reaching down and massaging her right knee.

I feel my face fall into a frown and I place my hand on top of hers.

Juju's eyes meet mine and she smiles softly, silently letting me know that she was okay, but I wasn't fully convinced.

She has a strange look in her eye, almost like she's holding back from telling me the whole truth.

Maybe her recovery isn't going as well as I thought?

Maybe she's injured herself again?

All these thoughts started swirling around in my head before a light squeeze on my hand brought me back to reality, "hey, what's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

I chuckled softly at the question and then shrugged it off, not wanting to add to her already stressful situation.

"Nothing, it's just..." I trailed off, suddenly at a loss for words.

"Just what?" Juju questioned before coming to sit down next to me on the bed.

"You'd tell me wouldn't you? If something was wrong?" I blurt out before I can stop myself, and I don't miss how Juju's face seems to fall before she quickly composes herself.

"Of course I would," she replies softly before leaning in for a quick kiss.

***

Of course I would.

Those four words swirled around and around in my head for the whole duration of my flight as I stared out the window.

The more I thought about them, the more uneasy they made me feel.

They didn't seem genuine, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something Juju wasn't telling me.

Call it a woman's intuition, but there was something very strange about the whole situation.

"Are you even listening to me?" Kennedy's voice accompanied by a hand slapping my arm broke me out of my trance. "I swear you've disassociated for this whole flight."

I hissed and rubbed my arm where a red mark was now starting to form, "first of all, ow!"

"Don't play with me, what's up with you?" Kennedy pressed, seeing by my face that something was up.

I sighed deeply, looking out the window one more time, deciding whether this was even something that was worth bringing up.

"I'm just worried about Juju," I finally admit. "I hope her knee is alright."

"I also hope that she isn't hiding something from me," but I keep that part to myself.

I turn to look back at Kennedy and I'm relieved to see that her gaze is softer now. "Aw boo, she'll be okay," she replies before rubbing my arm gently.

"Sorry for hitting you," she whispers with a guilty tone, making me laugh out loud for the first time since that night in my bedroom.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're right," I reply softly before looking out the window again, hoping to convince Kennedy and myself that she had eased my mind.

***

"Come on, we have to go!" Kennedy shouted up the stairs frantically. "I want to learn how to ski before all the cute guys show up!"

That made me chuckle, because if there was one thing about Kennedy, it's that she was consistent with her mission to find a cute guy on our trips.

I move to grab my phone off my bedside table just as it starts buzzing and Sari's contact name pops up.

I feel my stomach drop slightly before I grab it quickly and answer it.

"Sari?" I question quietly.

"Hi baby! What's wrong? You sound upset," Sari's soft voice echoes through the phone.

I immediately feel myself start to relax when I hear Sari's happy voice on the other side of the line.

Since Juju's injury, I've found that my stomach drops quite easily when I get calls from her family, even though we talk all the time.

I think Juju's recent behaviour just has me more on edge than ever.

"Oh, it's nothing," I reply back, still feeling my heartbeat thump loudly in my ears. "I just thought maybe something had happened."

"No, nothing has happened. I just wanted to see how your trip was going," she replies and I can hear her shuffling around her house.

She's probably up making breakfast for everyone back home.

Ugh, how I miss her food.

"It's great, we're just about to head out to go skiing now, Kennedy is getting impatient," I chuckle softly and I hear Sari do the same.

"I wish Ju had been able to go," Sari stated softly. "Sometimes I think these basketball commitments are too much."

I feel my eyebrows pull together and I grow more confused as Sari keeps talking down the phone.

Does she mean her injury?

"And I told her you know, work isn't everything but as you know, it's like talking to the wall sometimes," Sari continued.

I pause, struggling to think about what to say next, because I'm getting an increasing feeling that I don't like the direction of this conversation.

"Well, health comes first," I finally say. "Juju has to mind her knee."

The silence on the other side of the line tells me a lot.

"I don't know what you're talking-" Sari began but the sound of a door opening and closing seems to distract her.

"Ju! Come say hi," Sari exclaimed excitedly. "Ju just came back from shooting hoops with her brothers."

And now my stomach really drops to my feet.

Everything starts to click, Juju's weird behaviour, her mom's confusion when I mentioned her knee.

It's like I could see the pieces of the puzzle falling into place in front of me.

"Who is it?" I hear Juju's voice in the background of the call. "Who do you think?" Sari quipped back sarcastically.

"Nova! Get your ass down here now!" Kennedy's scream startles me from downstairs. "Coming!" I shout back before thinking, surprised I can even speak in this moment.

There's a beat of silence on the other line.

"Wait, is that Nova?" Juju says warily. "Gimme the phone!" She speaks again more frantically.

"Sari, I have to go! Bye!" I spluttered out, tripping over my words before hanging up and feeling my hands start to tingle.

I fall back onto the bed, needing a stable surface to hold me up as my legs start to go numb.

My phone starts to buzz uncontrollably in my hand and I don't even look to see who it is, because I don't need to.

I already know it's Juju.

But I can't think about that right now, about what she may or may not be saying.

All I can think about is the fact that she lied to me.

Juju faked a knee injury so she wouldn't have to come on vacation with me.

My stomach has fallen so hard, it's all the way down the stairs by now with Kennedy.

Juju lied to me.

Notes: Wow first fic post kinda nervy

Seeing Juju on my screen again has awoken the writer in me 🙂‍↔️

Part 2?

Yes please 🤩

Keep it

Remaining time: 23 hours 58 minutes

#juju watkins #usc wbb #wbb #usc trojans #judea watkins #usc women’s basketball #juju watkins x reader #juju Watkins imagine #juju Watkins fanfic #wbb x reader

Maybe I’m greedy but juju DID NOT get enough screen time over the weekend

Feels so good to be off probation for a little while

What da fook ur killing me

#juju watkins

UMMMM DID YALL JUST SEE WHAT JUJU IS WEARING

ITS ANOTHER CROP TOP BUT OMG SHE IS 😍

How do I become a presenter on overtime select?

But also I would NOT be able to handle interviewing Juju Watkins

I’d literally be asking her “what are we?” If she smiled in my direction

#juju watkins

Wow juju’s abs just get more and more defined

have seen the rian and ju tiktoks 👀

Oo I just saw this

If you’re talking about that one TikTok account that ships them than I have seen them

I haven’t been on here in sooo long bc juju is basically nonexistent and I feel like the wbb community just gets more and more toxic as the days go by 😭

Ugh I wonder what juju will wear to her draft

Ugh I wish she went to this one

Ugh I wonder what’s she doing right now

Ugh ugh ugh

#i miss her #juju watkins