It Started at the Diner- A Devin Booker Story

Chapter Twenty-five-The Kardashian Curse

He makes sure his bag is packed and heads downstairs to wait for Melanie in the living room since they were riding together. He sits on the couch, and Bruno jumps on the couch next to him. Devin smiles at him as he starts scratching his head. "You can never be mad at me, huh, buddy?" he says to the dog. Bruno puts his head on his lap as he continues scratching his head.

Melanie comes down the stairs an hour later, dressed in his jersey with white jeans and black thigh high boots and had her black Nike Tech zip-up hoodie in hand. Her hair was up in a half-up/half-down bun, and her makeup was kept simple with eyeliner, mascara, and a nude matte lipstick. She also had her contacts on instead of her glasses.

Devin thought she looked stunning. He smiles as he watches her make sure she had everything she needed. He really did love her, and the thought of even hurting her in the slightest made his world stop spinning. He snaps out of his trance and stands up with his bag in hand. "You ready, Mel?" he asks her.

She looks at him and nods. She grabs her brown Louis Vuitton crossbody bag and follows Devin to the garage. He opens the door, letting her out first. She walks out to the car and immediately gets in, not saying a word to her boyfriend. He sighs sadly and puts his bag in his trunk. He opens the garage before hopping in the car. He starts the car and starts the drive to the arena.

Melanie sits in the passenger seat looking out the window, making it evident that she was upset at him. He steals a quick glance at her and sees her hand on her lap before looking back at the road. He grabs it out of habit, but she takes her hand back, making his chest almost physically hurt. He lets out a sigh and continues to drive to the arena. Deserved that, too, he thought.

Melanie, on the other hand, was feeling empty. She knew he was telling the truth, but it was Kendall Jenner for crying out loud. She had her own show and was a model for many clothing companies. So, if anything, Melanie was more insecure than mad. All she has going for herself was nursing school. She wanted to forgive him, she did. But she wanted him to prove to her that he meant what he said, even though it was killing her that he wasn't holding her hand as he drove like he usually does.

They arrive at Talking Stick about 30 minutes later, and they both get out of the car after Devin parks in his usual spot. They start walking in, and Devin puts his hand on Melanie's back to make sure she's away from the paparazzi storming them. Once they're safely inside, Devin goes in to kiss her, but Melanie turns her head so he kisses her cheek. He smiles at her sadly. "I'll see you later, okay, Mamas," he says to her.

Melanie nods and walks away from him, not wanting to say anything back, to her seat where Rachel was waiting. Devin walks the other direction to the locker room with a sad look on his face. He walks into the locker room, greeting his teammates as he walks in. He stops at his locker and starts getting his uniform on. He was about to put on his jersey when he hears Kelly's voice throughout the locker room. "Are you a fucking idiot, Booker?" he exclaims at the guard.

Devin rolls his eyes and gives him a look. "Aye, keep your voice down, man," he says. He knew what Kelly was talking about, and he didn't wanna discuss it with anyone except Melanie, and even she isn't talking to him right now.

Kelly gives him a look. "How can I?" he says. "It's Kendall fucking Jenner. Of all people, her?" Melanie was like his little sister, so Kelly was gonna be the protective brother.

Devin gives him an angry look as he grabs his warm-ups. "Nothing happened, alright?!" he yells out, getting the attention of everyone in the locker room. "Fuck y'all lookin' at?!" Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing.

Kelly gives him a look. "Book, take it easy." Devin turns back to his locker and takes a deep breath to calm himself down before he lashes out on one of the players. "What happened?"