Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 31

Shades of nude and white accents seemed to be color scheme of wide receiver of the Pittsburgh Steelers Antonio Brown's California mansion. A true family home, and with four young children running around it had no choice but to be a family friendly home. Antonio's middle son Ali had refused to leave Odell's side, his attraction and current obsession with Odell was like any other young boy and it showed from the small boys haircut down to trying to catch footballs with one hand.

"You ready?" Odell asked Ali as he lifted the small boy into the air by his wrists, his feet met Odell's abs as he giggled in excitement. "Climb up!" He instructed. Ali scaled Odell's upper body as if he was a monkey climbing from limb to limb on a tree. He sat perched atop Odell's broad shoulders. He spun in quick circles causing the boy to grow dizzy then pulled him from his shoulders placing him to the ground watching him stagger around fumbling over his own little feet from being so dizzy.

Odell knew he wanted kids eventually but he never really thought about it, it was never something he sat and thought about on a regular basis, that was until he met and grew with Massy. It was safe to say she was the woman to plant the thoughts of what their DNA could possibly create once put together.

Slowly but surly regaining some normalcy, Odell genuinely smiled down at the boy as he stopped spinning and stood up straight. Looking at the boys same exact haircut as his even his curls were identical to Odell's, the only thing he was missing was the blonde, same skin complexion to him and Massy's. He widened his eyes as the boy reached down for the football and tossed it up, he had fallen into a trance like state of thought just staring down at the boy watching him balance the large football back and forth in between his small hand.

"O!... O... Aye, Ooooo. Dell!" The deep voice grew louder and closer. Odell frowned and looked up at his trainer Jamal.

"Yea?" He finally said, after realizing he was too deep in his thoughts.

"You ready? We bout to get these sprints going, come on." Jamal said as he turned around and began walking back out the sliding glass door.

"Iigh here I come." He said back. He watched Jamal walk out the doors then watched the small boy follow behind.

Odell looked down at his phone looking over multiple text messages and emails, missed phone calls and voicemails, articles that included his and Massy's name. He opened his text messages and smiled.

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Massy was far from the Soccer field and the occasional Football field. Surrounded by men six feet and taller, even sitting down they towered over her as she sat court side next to Jordan cheering on friend and fellow teammate of Jordan, D'angelo Russell. 

The Summer League was series of off-season competitions where NBA teams come together to try out different summer rosters instead of their regular season line-ups. Typically consisting of a mix of rookies, second year players, and unsigned free agents. It was a chance for young and new players to shine brighter without the shadowing of a on-season or popularity of top seasoned players or captains. Not that Jordan and D'angelo couldn't hold their own on the court, but when you played with a guy like Kobe Bryant you just seemed to not be the focus. 

Odell and Massy had both realized no matter what they did and who they were out with it was going to be something more than what it really was. Americas obsession with celebrities and their personal relationships was an unhealthy one. Everyone loved seeing a happy couple, a couple last and make it work throughout their careers, but they also loved seeing a train reck, they loved seeing a couple argue in public, a couple break up. The media loved to fuel our need to see a celebrity rollercoaster by placing one celebrity with another based off little to no information. Whether we are obsessed with celebrities because the supply of outlets has increased. Blogs, phones, magazines, news, and apps. Or, the number of outlets has increased because of the demand fueled by our obsession. There was honestly no telling, but as popular as Odell and Massy were the only thing they had was communication and trust. Just like any normal relationship. 

Like Massy, Odell was fully aware of her beauty and popularity, he was fully aware of her friendships with other male athletes. He was very aware that Massy wasn't Sophie or Liz, she wasn't the type to constantly sit under her significant other or sit at home waiting for him to return, nor was she the type to use her looks and body to get what she wanted from multiple men. Massy was able to have male friends and not be physically attracted to them. She lived her own life, she wasn't afraid to do things like go to basketball games with male friends and that just be that, even if they didn't include Odell.