Talon POV
I decided to take matters in to my own hands. I drove down to BC making sure I parked my boyfriends rusty old car a couple blocks away from his hall.
I made sure to wear an outfit that was seductive as hell. I knocked on his door and to my surprise he was already shirtless.
"Talon?" He asked. I smiled at him and welcomed my self in.
"Sorry for all the gear spread out on the floor. I uh- came from practice." He stated mumbling. He was drying his hair with a town then pulled a grey v-neck over his head. I walked around his dorm for a while and realized he had a single and that he played hockey.
"So you play hockey?" I asked.
"Yeah. You like? The sport I mean." He mumbled.
"Eh, I watch it even now and then." I said while admiring all his pictures. One picture in particular caught my eye. It was a brunette with green-blue eyes and him wearing hockey jerseys. His arm was around her and she was hugging him tightly. Whoever she was... It didn't matter because now I'm in the game.
"So uh- tell me about your-" He started saying. I cut him off walking toward him and then grabbing his face, pressing it against mine.
Isaac POV
Our lips were so synchronized. We took it to the bed but let nothing happen. She napped on my chest for what seemed like hours. God, she's something special.
I shifted my body so slowly she wouldn't be able to feel me move. I drove out to town to buy her food. Panera seemed fine. Until I realized I forgot my wallet in my safe.
Talon POV
That took forever I thought to my self as I heard the door slam. I looked around his dorm finding something to get my hands on. Nothing. He probably took his wallet with hin and phone too.
I studied his room for a while and realized there was a drawer. I didn't check. I opened it slowly and found a bunch of t-shirts. I dug through them and as I continued to dig and dig. I felt something hard. A safe.
I felt my phone buzz.
Mallory Griffith
"Hello?" I state.
"Hey princess. You know who the hell this don't play dumb."
"Mallory! How ya doin'?" I say sarcastically.
"You know, I could've been better... IF YOU GAVE ME MY MONEY ALREADY!"
"I know I'm working on it." I say as I put her on speaker phone.
"Yeah, this us what happens when I lend money to druggies like you."
"Mallory, calm the fuck down. I'll have to money for you. I have a plan."
"Oh yeah? Entice me with it." She says.
"I'm pretending to see this guy. College boy. BC? Yeah well he plays hockey and obviously he and his family have money I just need a way to get it."
"So you plan to extort money from a poor college boy. Your a sick bitch." She said and hung up the phone. I slam my phone on his dresser.
"Yeah, you are a sick bitch." Isaac said. His voice caused my head to shift directions toward the door. I can tell he was angry by the way his fists were clinched.
"Its not what you thi-"
"Shut up for a second. Do you know anything about me?" He said swinging his arms around every word he said.
"Yes baby of course!" I say getting closer to him. But he pushes me away.
"You don't even go to Harvard do you?"
I remain silent for a while then shake my head no.
"Get the hell out!" He says pointing his hands toward to door. I brush past him trying to hold back my tears.
Never in my life have I been called out like that. But I sure do deserve it.
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Teen Fiction"Isaac!" I yelled through his house. I slammed the door shut and ran up in to his room holding NHL 13 in my hand and a new blue PS3 control in the other. "ISAAC! CMON I HAVE YOUR GIFT!" I said as i reached the landing of his staircase. We both agree...
