Hm...Bloody (Xnarrated/ P Y R E)

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TyShawn Taylor couldn’t take two steps around campus, on campus, or hardly anywhere these days without being noticed and harassed for a picture, an autograph, or even the occasional lewd invitation; but was he complaining, not at all! However, as his celebrity grew, he did cherish the moments he had all to himself!

He was the guy on every magazine cover, doing all the postgame interviews on ESPN, and projected by all the experts to be the number 1 draft pick in NFL!

Today, however was a bit different,luckily for him, as he found himself in a more laid back, part of town, way out in the fucking boonies! If he hadn’t been so drunk out of his mind last night maybe he wouldn’t hace list his phone, and if he hadn’t lost his phone he wouldn’t be caught dead in this ass-backwards part of town where it looked like people probably fucked their cousins! But amazingly enough, the star football player had a not so unusual occurrence happen to him this morning—a message in his best friends DM telling them, who ever this girl was...Ellie something, had his phone, where she found it, he had no idea, because the last place he remembered going was to this crazy wild yoga party at a frat house, and getting his cock sucked by these two Swedish exchange students, it was a blast, or shit was cool until he woke up minus his phone—luckily this bitch found it he thought, lots of secrets in that phone he couldn’t afford to get out.

The message said—

“I still have your phone, you where probably too drunk to remember why, but if you want it today meet me at my internship...”

he had no choice but to ride all the way out here to the morgue if all fucking places. But beggars can’t be choosers, he needed it back ASAP! If that got into the wrong hands he could be exploited for his first million even before had made it!

He drove a super-charged sports car; it was all black with a frosty matte finish, two sleek suicide doors, with tinted black windows, black rims, red brakes, and shocks. It was Ty’s agent’s of letting him know that he’d be a very wealthy man soon enough, and he should get use to nice things, because Ty was 6”6 tall 225 lbs, has long arms and legs, a strong base, big hands, blazing speed, and he was an unstoppable weapon on the football field!

He kept thinking to himself, was this person trying to set him up, it was such a cryptic message—maybe trying to trick him to think they were being cooperative, only to lure him out here in the boondocks to take advantage of him. This the kind of shit his agent warned him about, so he was extremely pissed. There was some reason though, the name Ellie kept ringing a bell for him—he probably had class with her, it said on her IG page, which was private oddly enough, but still gave out some of her info in bio like the fact she attended school where he did, was two grades younger, and it seeded like she was a geeky or nerd type. Maybe he was really drunk and left it at the party, but why would a nerd have been at the party, or maybe he lost a bet, and stupidly did something—or maybe she stole it from me to get something in return. He wasn’t sure, but he was hoping that it had something to do with a lost bet or a funny dumb too-drunk-to-remember-the-dumb-shit-I-did story! At the least she was cute in a weird kind of goth way, these loner girls tend to be.

He walked through the doors and went up to the reception desk, removing his dark sunshades, to expose his light blue grey eyes!

“Umm, yo—Like I’m here to see Ellie Schmidt or something like that, with an S, do you know her?” The person behind the reception was facing away from him so he couldn’t tell whom they were but, as soon as he spoke they turned about face, and greeted him.

 

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“Like yo, am I tripping or is this old bitch giving me attitude, for what bitch—this is your J O B do be mad at me...” her old white ass just salty, jealousto see a young black man living fly and getting paid...eventually that is.

Ty couldn’t help but show disapproval all over his face;bunched up brow, curled upper lip, and yet, his disdainful eyes still weren’t able to miss the unexpected bombshell that had just went off in the lobby. Being a supreme athlete, playing a position predicted on sensory perception, Ty was like a hawk, an his best ability was peripheral vision. He never missed a great pair of legs, or any other assets for that matter; unquestionably though, legs and high heels were high on his list of things that absolutely turn him on. He didn’t catch much of her face, she was moving at a brisk pace, the echo of heel on linoleum flooring was harder still to ignore. He didn’t want to turn his head, however it was almost like a reflex, he was able to catch himself mid-way into the turn, quickly swiveling his head back around to the reception desk; otherwise it would be too because too obvious. People always expect the jock to gawk at every ass and pair of tities that happen to pass by.

He was shocked however to learn, after the old lady with the stanky attitude informed the bright young football star, the bomb shell was in fact the very same girl he was looking for. He pumped his fist, then gave her the fingers guns “Thanks Nancy, you’ve been a great help—pretty sour and not great to talk to, but no the less, a great help”

He placed his sunglasses back over the brim of his nose, chewed a stick of gum, and apples some chap stick to his lips. Alright Ty, let’s see what this bitch wants from you...

Outside was so different from the feeling you got inside. The crip air, slightly overcast day, and bright skies and the willow tree provided a solemn place in the shade. Ty walked over toward the girl seated beneath the willows.

“So...a little old birdie tells me your the person I’m looking for...that’s true, are you Ellie, the girl who has my phone?”