Taming The Female Player

Lost Bridge

•Jezzabelle Johnson•

"Are you gonna be here tomorrow?" Mr.Clark says exhaustedly as I roll my eyes while buttoning my jeans,

"Jezzabelle?" He says turning to me in his desk chair as I fixed my make up before walking towards the locked door of his classroom,

"Are you coming back tomorrow night? Just wanted to know wether or not I should cancel my 5 year anniversary date with my wife or not" Mr.Clark says nervously fixing his tie while standing up from his chair as I forced a smile,

"Go celebrate with your wife. You should already know we only meet up once every 3 weeks because of the grading periods of the school year. As long as I get an A after we do this, I don't give a shit what you do with your wife" I say with a fake smile before walking out hearing him call after me,

I looked down at my watch seeing it was barely 11:58pm. I twisted my long black hair into a messy bun while walking out of the dark school way seeing the parking lot empty except for Tammys motorcycle she let me use while her and the rest of the gang decided to go out of town to some college frat party she heard about, just to fuck some random drunk older guys they didn't know.

I mean yes I did want to get laid like always, but with my main sex toy being gone out of mid air how the fuck was I gonna figure out where the fuck he was with the towns psychopath being the last one in town who saw him.

I wasn't one to be clingy with anyone in this godforsaken town, but after all the rumors I've been hearing about the towns psycho boy, my minds been going in overdrive about how I should take in all this information.

On one hand, he is a creepy asshole that manages to annoy the shit outta of me more than any of the clingy assholes I sleep around with. Yet on the other hand, he was like some crazy jigsaw puzzle I couldn't figure out. And that's weird as hell since I figure out everyone's motive really fast just from a glance.

I parked the motorcycle next to the large tree in front of the entrance of the Lost Bridge where the psychotic asshole wanted me to meet him.

Walking down the grass and soil path leading to the lake under the large and old bridge that hasn't been used in years, I spotted a dark shadow hiding under the bridge with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Are we gonna be playing hide and seek all night or are you gonna tell me where he is?" I ask with a shrug as Trent walked out from the shadows of the bridge with a smirk,

"What? No good evening? Or it's nice to see you Ryker?" He asks throwing away his cig before running his hand through his hair,

I've seen him probably like a bajillion times around school lurking around in the hallways or being a creep around me like always, but now with the large moonlight over us I can actually properly take in his facial features up close.

His straight sleek black hair was a little long in the front but the back was just sitting like a centimeter above his shoulder, his eyebrows were dark and nicely kept, his alluring green eyes stared back at me the same way they always did and his nose was sitting broadly above his thin yet large mouth that some how always had a grin or a smirk.

"But knowing you, your always straight to the point" he says with a scoff before reaching inside the back pocket of his black jeans only to hold something out in front of me,

"I know you were looking forward to seeing a whole live body tonight but since it's already been dispose of yesterday, all I had left was this" he continues as l looked down confused only to end up getting chills up my spine,

What the fuck?!

I almost gagged at the sight of what he was holding out in front of me. My heart started beating faster and my palms became sweaty at the sight of what the see through bag he was holding had inside of it.