Page 10 of Kickstart My Heart


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Emery:

The entire conversation you overheard is on social media—duck and hide.

Christin:

Minus the part where Bryce said such lies about your looks, of course.

Me:

Just touched down. What do you mean?

Each sent me to a different website to realize my humiliation had been exposed to the entire world, not by Bryce, but by someone else—a woman I barely knew—who took mortal offense on my behalf.

The rookie’s girlfriend—who he had been dating since his freshman year at USC—visited shortly after my ex-fiancé demonstrated he wasn’t just a pro quarterback but an Olympic-level douchebag. The rookie had his phone up as he surreptitiously recorded the men he used to watch on any given Sunday. His intent wasn’t malicious. He intended to show it off to his buddies—a twisted humble brag that showed him he was part of the team’s inner circle, that they felt comfortable talking shit around him.

It screwed them hugely.

Everything he said to his teammates was on video, and his influencer girlfriend exposed him, them, with a fury that has had far-reaching effects.

Choosing not to revisit my particular humiliation by watching the duet video Savannah created, mainly because I didn’t want to read the comments likely agreeing with Bryce, I clicked the link to the article Amy sent me from StellaNova—the world’s most prestigious social media outlet.

Career-Ending Video Could Take Down Entire Roster

StellaNova learned, as did most of the working internet, that Oklahoma Lightning quarterback Bryce Parry hosted a party at his home this past week, which was intended to celebrate his now disintegrated engagement to celebrated travel photojournalist, Maya Cox.

The video, uploaded by Oklahoma Lightning rookie, Whit Reynolds, second string quarterback’s longtime girlfriend and social media influencer Savannah Leigh, witnessed Parry bragging about hooking up with multiple women in front of past and present teammates as well as providing instructions to the rookie on how to successfully manage the same.

The disgrace was compounded when key players from the Lightning were overheard egging him on. They chime in, admitting they’ve done the exact same thing. One even joked, “Bro, I just use her for practice before I go home to my wife. Got to get my moves straight.”

According to Leigh, she was waiting for Reynold’s to come out of the shower in her now ex-boyfriend’s bedroom after she had uploaded the video to her own social media account—which has well over two-million followers. Raw and unedited, this video clearly shows how Parry “bragsabout hooking up with other women for the duration of his relationship with Cox. I feel for her; I truly do.”

We do as well.

It has been confirmed by a third-party source, Cox ended the engagement.

Fans and critics alike are clawing into Parry and the Lightning with hashtags like #TeamCheaters, #PlaybookLies, #FumbledThenFound, #EngagementGate, and our favorite, #SundayNightLoss. Even worse for Parry are sponsors whispering about his facilitating a “toxic locker room culture,” which may cost him upward of forty million this year alone. As one sponsor told StellaNova bluntly, “He may have moves, but this could be a career-ending fumble.”

While we’ve reached out to Cox for comment, she is unreachable due to being on assignment. Thousands of messages of support are flooding our page for her, so she should know that people are supporting her, Leigh, and all the wronged women, even though she has locked down all of her personal socials.

Not the storm the—do we deign to call them men?—team members from the Oklahoma Lightning generated.

Since I’m aware my mentor—famed photographer Holly Freeman—knows the owner of StellaNova through some sort of family connection as I’ve seen them photographed together, I text her and ask her to pass along my appreciation but that I’m choosing not to comment.

Me:

Thanks but no thanks.

Holly:

You’re a beautiful woman, Maya—inside and out. Don’t let anyone tell you differently.

Me:

That’s kind of you to say.

Holly:

Don’t make me sick one of my nephews on you.