TRIGGER WARNING: Contains mention of rape, mature content, poly relationship, and drug use. If you don't like that, then I don't know what to tell you.
I was getting ready for my first day of college, and my egg donor wants to walk her dumb ass into my room. Y'all might be wondering why I am calling the woman who birthed me a dumb ass, so I will tell you why. My "mother" is what you call a bad person because she likes to say that I am her baby, and the next day she sells me out to her friends in exchange for fucking drugs. And you would think the neighbors would hear and report my screams of pain to the police, but it's funny because one of the men she sells me to is the CHIEF OF FUCKING POLICE. Funny, right(it's not)?
But anyway, back to the dumb hoe who walked into my room. She comes into my room talking about some " TAYLOR HURRY UP!" BITCH I KNOW YOU FUCKING LYING don't come into my room talking about some hurry up when you just beat the shit out of me LAST night. So naturally, I respond with a "y-yes mom, I am almost done". Hold up, let me hurry my ass up before I get beat.
(TIME SKIP TO THE CAR)
On the way to UULA, my egg donor is telling me she is going on vacation for 3 months, so if I get kicked out during that time, I can just stay homeless because I won't have a home when she is back. So I respond with a quiet " yes, mother," yuck, I hate calling her that.
When we pull up, she makes me take all my stuff out and drives off after saying a small" bye taylor good luck". And off she goes, good riddance. Now, how in the hell am I going to get all my shit up to my dorm is the real question. I was about to start walking to the admissions office when I walked straight into a fucking wall.
"My bad, little lady didn't see you there, you good? said the wall.
"Am I good? I asked, rubbing my head. "I look good to you, Mr.Eiffel Tower?
The wall laughed and said, "Actually, yes, yes, you do look good"
That made me freeze and look up at the fucking giant that is in front of me. The wall actually wasn't a wall but a person, a MAN. A very fine man, if I do say so myself. A man who had messy, textured hair with some hair hanging over his forehead. As I started to look down at his body, I saw that he had numerous tattoos over his muscular arms and neck. He was wearing silver earrings and a silver chain around his neck. He had black sweats and a black shirt that said "lost angels", paired with black shoes.
"Are you enjoying the view, little lady?" He said.
"Actually, yes, I am. So shut up, so I can look a little longer.
With that, he stops and starts laughing. When he finally stops laughing, he says, "damn i haven't laughed like that in ages. Whats you name, little lady? I think we are going to be good friends.
" My name is Taylor Monroe. And you are..."
"The name's Cam Jordan."
"Well, Cam, if you won't mind showing me the way to the admissions?
" Of course, babe. "
And off we went.
As we walked, we were asking each other questions about each other. He told me about how he is 20 and has a gecko named Cody. He is a D1 athlete in football. Oh, he is a sophomore.
I told him that I am a freshman and I am 18. And I like to read a lot.
As we made it to Admissions, he said he had to go, but told me to come to the football field later on.
(Timeskip to my dorm)
I have just finished decorating my room, and I started to feel bored. Then, I decided to take a walk around campus.
Hey Ya'll, how are you guys doing? Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of "All about Taylor". Hope you are having a good day/night. Thanks for reading!!! Bye for now.
