Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 43

The way Massy looked at Kobe Bryant was the way Odell looked at Lebron James. He was hands down his favorite athlete.

"I have one championship, you have three, that's different." Massy said back as she sat on the table top.

"You have a WORLD Cup. That's different then a championship." Lebron debated back.

"Y'all rude as hell for talking about this in front of me." Odell said with a straight face looking between the both of them.

Lebron ducked his head down to keep Odell from seeing him laughing.

"Jealous?!" Massy teased rolling her eyes and snapping her neck forward.

Odell bit down on his bottom lip for a moment. "That's cool, keep on with the bullshit. I know where you sleep at night." He gave her an empty warning, pointing his finger at her and walking away. Lebron's laugh grew at the small interaction between the two of them.

"Aye O, you gone do the Cryotherapy chamber." Maverick Carter asked with a smile as he dropped the seventy pound weight at his feet. He was cofounder of the popular media outlet uninterrupted, he knew Odell wasn't a fan of anything involving his body being cold.

"I can't even get him in a ice bath, let alone a chamber. Good luck Mav." Massy said back shaking her head.

Odell turned to Massy and frowned. "Why you gotta call it a chamber!? That's what turns me off about it. The word chamber, that's a strong ass word." He turned around and sat on one of the weight lifting benches. "Sound like a genetic mutation device, like something could go terribly wrong and I come out that b***h like the Hulk."

Lebron couldn't help but laugh at how serious Odell sounded and looked. "Look you gotta do it once, just once to say you experienced it."

Odell took a swig of water from the clear plastic bottle. "That's all you need is one time! Next thing you know you anemic and got green blood cells. I might get atheism."

Massy caught her breath from laughing so hard. "You mean pneumonia!?"

"s**t, that too." Odell shrugged his shoulders and took another sip. He stood up and rubbed his abs. "I'm prone to sickness... I got a low white blood cell count." He lied with a straight face. Making up any excuse he could to keep himself from getting into the cryotherapy chamber.

Lebron stood up pulling his sweaty shirt from his body. "How he say that s**t so calmly!?"

"I got bad knees." He lied again coming up with another excuse as they all walked to the room that held the large metal chamber.



liquid nitrogen poured from the top of the open chamber, the floor set to Massy's height making sure she breathed in more oxygen than the nitrogen.

Athletes were always looking for a new way to keep their bodies up to tip top shape, considering the fact that they used their bodies for their jobs, the recovery a athlete did between workouts and games was what really determined the wear and tear on the body. Cryotherapy which used liquid nitrogen to freeze the body for no more than three minutes, it helped with circulation and kept muscles from becoming sore, it had become even more popular once Lebron was seen on uninterrupted getting the treatment. Another alternative to cryotherapy was ice baths.

"That s**t say negative two hundred and twenty degrees Massy! Do you not see that s**t!?" Odell said looking at the temperature gauge behind Massy's head.

"It gets colder." Massy said nonchalantly as she focused.

Odell remained speechless and in shook. "Why would you willingly freeze yourself!?"

"It's only for three minutes. Shut up." Massy said.

The woman opened the chamber door allowing Massy to step out. Odell looked him up and down with wide eyes examining his body, as if something happened to cause him to look any different. "I bet yo cold ass wish you had a coat! Huh!" He said to her pressing his lips together and shaking his head. Massy rolled her eyes and walked past him. Lebron the Maverick repeated the same process.

Odell shook his head as he stepped up to the large machine goosebumps formed and his body naturally tensed up to keep its warmth. "How long has it been!?"

"30 seconds." Lebron said laughing. Massy shook her head at Odell's impatience.

"My ass is frozen." He looked over at Massy. "I can feel my heart beating, that ain't normal. Why it keep getting colder!?" Massy couldn't hold her smile or her laugh.

"You got one more minute." Massy informed him looking at the time. "It's at negative two, twenty four." She laughed as Odell shook his head. The woman opened the door allowing Odell to step out. His body still extremely tense, he shivered as he stepped down. The cold had caused his muscles to bulk up, his abs were more define, his arms, legs, and shoulders. "You ok!?" She asked with a laugh.

"I'm cold! That's what I am."

Massy reached out and grabbed his arm pulling him closer and rubbed the palm of her hand up and down his skin to quickly warm him it up. "You won't be sore though!" She assured him.

Odell frowned and looked down at her. "I'll be the judge of that." He told her rolling his eyes.



"You was right, I'm not sore at all." Odell said lifting his arm up in the air.

"I told you." She said poking at his chest seeing if he'd react. Odell looked down at her fingers letting her.

He turned around and stretched his body out laying his head on her lap. "Now if I can just figure out how to do cryotherapy without being cold. I'll be good." He said.

"I don't think... That's possible. Freezing is apart of the whole process..." She said eyeing him and laying back.

"Well that's just stupid." He shook his head and closed his eyes. Massy laughed as she looked down at him, that same somber feeling overcame her body, she pressed her lips together to keep the tears from randomly falling from her face. In a matter of minutes Odell was sleep, his body relaxed his head in her lap. Massy continued twisting his curls around her index finger and looking down at him. Massy took a deep breath and put her head back, knowing once she got back to New York she had one more obstacle to get over.