Re: Run Like Hell - The Legend of Dillon Powers
"Dillon. Dillon! Dillon wake up!"
"Ugh. **** me." Dillon mumbled as he slowly awoke from his daze.
"Are you ok babe? You had us all freaking out." Elisha said with a genuine look of concern, placing her hand on his forearm.
"Yeah. I'm alright." He lied as he struggled to sit up, a pounding headache making it's presence known.
"You were really upset and you just kept drinking and you wouldn't stop!" She said, fighting back tears.
"Yeah. Parker. Pablo ****ing Parker." Dillon said with disgust in his voice.
"What did he do?"
"Took my job."
"You outplayed him all preseason. Anyone can see that."
"They posted the depth chart for the game yesterday, he's the starter."
"That's bull****!" Elisha shouted, causing Dillon to wince.
"Yeah." Dillon deadpanned.
"What are we going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"You should be starting, not Parker."
"All I can do is make the most of the playing time I do get."
"You shouldn't have to. Don't they remember what you did last year?"
"It doesn't matter now. The past doesn't matter. It's a 'what have you done for me lately' league. Always looking for the next big thing."
"That sucks. I'm sorry babe." Elisha said as she wrapped her arms around Dillon.
"Whatever. It'll work out." He said, not believing himself.
"How are you feeling? Is that the first time you got drunk?"
"I feel like ****. Yeah I've never drank that much before."
"Aww poor baby." She said with a pouty face. "I'll take care of you."
"You're the best." He replied, forcing a smile.
"You need fluids, be right back."
She got up and headed to the kitchen. Dillon admired her bra and panties clad body as she walked out.
"Damn!" He thought to himself. Dillon had always done alright with females but being a professional athlete had bumped him way up in the pecking order. He smiled and closed his eyes as he laid back down.
"Dillon. Dillon! Dillon wake up!"
"Ugh. **** me." Dillon mumbled as he slowly awoke from his daze.
"Are you ok babe? You had us all freaking out." Elisha said with a genuine look of concern, placing her hand on his forearm.
"Yeah. I'm alright." He lied as he struggled to sit up, a pounding headache making it's presence known.
"You were really upset and you just kept drinking and you wouldn't stop!" She said, fighting back tears.
"Yeah. Parker. Pablo ****ing Parker." Dillon said with disgust in his voice.
"What did he do?"
"Took my job."
"You outplayed him all preseason. Anyone can see that."
"They posted the depth chart for the game yesterday, he's the starter."
"That's bull****!" Elisha shouted, causing Dillon to wince.
"Yeah." Dillon deadpanned.
"What are we going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"You should be starting, not Parker."
"All I can do is make the most of the playing time I do get."
"You shouldn't have to. Don't they remember what you did last year?"
"It doesn't matter now. The past doesn't matter. It's a 'what have you done for me lately' league. Always looking for the next big thing."
"That sucks. I'm sorry babe." Elisha said as she wrapped her arms around Dillon.
"Whatever. It'll work out." He said, not believing himself.
"How are you feeling? Is that the first time you got drunk?"
"I feel like ****. Yeah I've never drank that much before."
"Aww poor baby." She said with a pouty face. "I'll take care of you."
"You're the best." He replied, forcing a smile.
"You need fluids, be right back."
She got up and headed to the kitchen. Dillon admired her bra and panties clad body as she walked out.
"Damn!" He thought to himself. Dillon had always done alright with females but being a professional athlete had bumped him way up in the pecking order. He smiled and closed his eyes as he laid back down.
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