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Reality TV › Bam's Unholy Union
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,953
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Two
Chapter Two
Bam woke up early that morning to type up that email and send it to her before she would get home from work. The email mostly consisted of what you would be doing with Bam, that you would be staying at his house the whole week, and that you would just be hanging out. When he finished writing it he sat back and read it feeling so proud of his self.
Yo. you little fuckers. Bam here to tell you about a new contest sponsored by Filthy Note. One of you fuckers will get to spend a week with me. You will fly into Philadelphia, sleep eat and hang at my house. You must respond back with vital info then we will put you in a drawing and a name will be picked on Friday night.
Good luck you little jerks!
-Bam
Bam sat back read it again and clicked send. Excitement flowed through him. Within five more hours she would get home read the email and send her info back.
Bam went downstairs where he ran into Missy to tell her the news about the 'contest'. "You're having a fucking contest?" Bam nodded his head while poking through the refrigerator. "Yes I am having a fucking contest and the winner gets to stay here for a week and hang the fuck out with me!"
Missy was getting pissed that there was going to be some weird person staying in HER house for a week. Next week to be precise and she was not happy at all. Another male or even a fucking female staying at the house for a week and hanging out with her Bam wasn't going to be easy. It would more than likely end up in a fight.
Bam sat at the table eating and listening to a pissed off Missy bitch and whine about the 'contest'. all he could sit back and think about was the week with Joanna. He would take her out skating and out for lunch. He would let her film at the house. 'This is going to be the best week ever!' he though to his self slurping down the bowl of milk.
Around lunch time Joanna thought that she would check her email. Upon sifting through it she found an email from Filthy Note about a contest. She read it and entered. Joanna wondered if Brandon would enter too. 'It's not like I will win...' she said to herself 'I never win anything!' Little did she know is that she would win because the whole thing was a set up.
Later that night she came home did some editing and talked to Brandon for a bit before going to bed. The 'contest' come up.
heartagram666: So did you enter that contest from Filthy Note?
ckyalliancewcpa: Yeah. I got the email today at lunch and entered.
heartagram666: You think you will win?
ckyalliancewcpa: Nah, I never win anything.
Bam started to laugh knowing what will come of this.
heartagram666: Well tomorrow is Friday and they will be drawing the name on Saturday. Good luck.
ckyalliancewcpa: Thanks. Listen I have to get to bed I didn't get a lot of sleep last night.
heartagram666: K. Talk to you tomorrow.
ckyalliancewcpa: Night.
Crawling into bed that night Bam looked over Missy's sleeping form knowing that this would be a great idea. He would be able to hangout with Joanna and also be able to stay the fuck away from Missy the bitch.
In the beginning he loved Missy very much, but he didn't know what the fuck the problem was now. The drugs? Not wanting to go to rehab maybe? He didn't care though. He had a fan that told him of her deepest desires and he wanted her. Bam wanted Joanna and would do anything to get her. Even go as far as to set up a fake contest to see her.
Friday had came and went; Saturday's sun had rose and Joanna still drunk rolled out of bed. It was the day that someone would find out. She did her usual routine on a Saturday afternoon. Skated a little, got a shower, then started to edit her new upcoming film. It was about one-thirty in the afternoon that sh received a phone call. She thought that it was her mother seeing that her mother always called her on Saturdays, but guess what? It wasn't her.
It was Bam.
"Hello?" Joanna answered the phone.
"Hi, is this Joanna Montavon?" Joanna started to get a bit worried the realized who's voice it was.
"Hey! This is Bam calling telling you that you won the fucking contest." She tarted to get even more excited.
"Fucking awesome!" Joanna damned near screamed it in Bam's ear.
"You will be flying in on Monday morning. Can't wait to see you Joanna!" Click.
Bam was truly excited. He had just heard her voice for the first time and she did sound really good. 'Voice of an angel.' He thought as he went to buy the tickets and make arrangements to go get her from the airport.
Bam woke up early that morning to type up that email and send it to her before she would get home from work. The email mostly consisted of what you would be doing with Bam, that you would be staying at his house the whole week, and that you would just be hanging out. When he finished writing it he sat back and read it feeling so proud of his self.
Yo. you little fuckers. Bam here to tell you about a new contest sponsored by Filthy Note. One of you fuckers will get to spend a week with me. You will fly into Philadelphia, sleep eat and hang at my house. You must respond back with vital info then we will put you in a drawing and a name will be picked on Friday night.
Good luck you little jerks!
-Bam
Bam sat back read it again and clicked send. Excitement flowed through him. Within five more hours she would get home read the email and send her info back.
Bam went downstairs where he ran into Missy to tell her the news about the 'contest'. "You're having a fucking contest?" Bam nodded his head while poking through the refrigerator. "Yes I am having a fucking contest and the winner gets to stay here for a week and hang the fuck out with me!"
Missy was getting pissed that there was going to be some weird person staying in HER house for a week. Next week to be precise and she was not happy at all. Another male or even a fucking female staying at the house for a week and hanging out with her Bam wasn't going to be easy. It would more than likely end up in a fight.
Bam sat at the table eating and listening to a pissed off Missy bitch and whine about the 'contest'. all he could sit back and think about was the week with Joanna. He would take her out skating and out for lunch. He would let her film at the house. 'This is going to be the best week ever!' he though to his self slurping down the bowl of milk.
Around lunch time Joanna thought that she would check her email. Upon sifting through it she found an email from Filthy Note about a contest. She read it and entered. Joanna wondered if Brandon would enter too. 'It's not like I will win...' she said to herself 'I never win anything!' Little did she know is that she would win because the whole thing was a set up.
Later that night she came home did some editing and talked to Brandon for a bit before going to bed. The 'contest' come up.
heartagram666: So did you enter that contest from Filthy Note?
ckyalliancewcpa: Yeah. I got the email today at lunch and entered.
heartagram666: You think you will win?
ckyalliancewcpa: Nah, I never win anything.
Bam started to laugh knowing what will come of this.
heartagram666: Well tomorrow is Friday and they will be drawing the name on Saturday. Good luck.
ckyalliancewcpa: Thanks. Listen I have to get to bed I didn't get a lot of sleep last night.
heartagram666: K. Talk to you tomorrow.
ckyalliancewcpa: Night.
Crawling into bed that night Bam looked over Missy's sleeping form knowing that this would be a great idea. He would be able to hangout with Joanna and also be able to stay the fuck away from Missy the bitch.
In the beginning he loved Missy very much, but he didn't know what the fuck the problem was now. The drugs? Not wanting to go to rehab maybe? He didn't care though. He had a fan that told him of her deepest desires and he wanted her. Bam wanted Joanna and would do anything to get her. Even go as far as to set up a fake contest to see her.
Friday had came and went; Saturday's sun had rose and Joanna still drunk rolled out of bed. It was the day that someone would find out. She did her usual routine on a Saturday afternoon. Skated a little, got a shower, then started to edit her new upcoming film. It was about one-thirty in the afternoon that sh received a phone call. She thought that it was her mother seeing that her mother always called her on Saturdays, but guess what? It wasn't her.
It was Bam.
"Hello?" Joanna answered the phone.
"Hi, is this Joanna Montavon?" Joanna started to get a bit worried the realized who's voice it was.
"Hey! This is Bam calling telling you that you won the fucking contest." She tarted to get even more excited.
"Fucking awesome!" Joanna damned near screamed it in Bam's ear.
"You will be flying in on Monday morning. Can't wait to see you Joanna!" Click.
Bam was truly excited. He had just heard her voice for the first time and she did sound really good. 'Voice of an angel.' He thought as he went to buy the tickets and make arrangements to go get her from the airport.