“I frickin’ hate that stuck-up prick!” I shouted, throwing myself down onto the couch in Ava’s basement.
“Who, Collin?” She joked, looking up for her editing work.
Her cousin threw her a glare. “Nomt fummy.” He mumbled through a mouth of pizza.
“No, my stupid jerk ass of an ex.”
“You saw Tyler today?” she asked, “Why did you take the necklace off? There could have been some juicy stuff to tape.”
“Because,” I said in a stern voice, “This film is not about my nonexistent relationship with Tyler, okay?”
Ava got up from the computer chair and pulled me into a tight hug. “I’m sorry. You’re upset aren’t you? What happened?”
I waited patiently for a few moments, before Mrs. Williams, the Parker’s housekeeper, opened the door.
“Hi Bailey dear.” She said smiling brightly, “Come in, come in. How are you?”
I stepped inside the front foyer, and smiled back, trying to be polite as possible. After all, it wasn’t Mrs. Williams fault that her employer’s son was the biggest dick I’ve ever met. Unfortunately for me, he was a hot dick.
“I’m fine, and you?” I answered through my forced grin.
“Oh just wonderful dear. I’m sure you’re looking for young Mr. Parker?”
I nodded my head.
“He’s out in the back by the pool. I’m sure you can find your way on your own?”
“It won’t be a problem. Thank you Mrs. Williams.” I said and headed down the hall towards the back deck. Like I needed help getting around here! Sure, the Parker’s lived in a frickin’ mansion, but I spent all my time here with Tyler.
Opening the sliding glass door, I stomped out into the sun. I spotted the devil in the pool, with some slut in a thong bikini who was sucking out his soul. If he even had one.
“You are ridiculous.” I demanded, throwing my hands up in the air. The skank jumped back at the sound of my voice, and Tyler looked up.
“What are you doing here babe,” Tyler tired to laugh, but I could tell he was a little shocked at my sudden appearance, “Don’t you know it’s rude to show up to someone’s house uninvited?”
“Don’t you dare call me babe!” I told him, walking past the busty girl who had quietly climbed out of the pool and put on a towel. She grabbed her clothes off one of the pool chairs, and I tried not to snort; it was the maid’s uniform. “You’re one to talk hypocrite. I can’t believe you went over to my house uninvited, and told my mom that Liam is a bad person.”
Tyler walked up the pool steps, water cascading off of him, and I tried not to look at his abs. “Come on Bailey, I’m just looking out for you. I care about your safety.”
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This is a collection of stories that, at the moment, I do not have time to finish. Either I have lost interest in them or I have hit a wall when it comes to writing them. Hopefully I will be able to finish them in the future... This collection also...