Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 27

⚠️⚠️ I know I said I'm not doing warnings, but this one needs it. If you do not or can not read through descriptions of rape and/or sexual assault then DO NOT read this chapter. This chapter does contain these subjects, so DO NOT read if that makes you uncomfortable. You have been given fair warning.

Jaden pov

"I don't need a fucking briefing. I know how to be responsible at parties." Liza rolled her eyes, causing an involuntary scoff to leave Landon's mouth.

"Don't hook up with random people. I don't want to have to find you when we want to go and you're halfway fucking someone." He explained.

"Yes dad." She rolled her eyes and walked off.

"She really is fucking stubborn isn't she?" I laughed, walking in with Landon behind me.

"That's not even the half of it." He grumbled as a reply.

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"Ha. Fuck you dickwad." She screamed at me as she dropped the can to the floor first.

"No. No fucking way. They hit the table at the same time." I protested as she laughed.

"Okay. Okay. Fine Jaden. If you wanna play it that way, get two more cans and I'll beat you again."

"No Liza. I'm not doing that again." She fake pouted at me as I helped her get off the counter.

"Boo you whore." She mumbled, walking off.

Liza is a fun person when she's drinking. I mean she's a fun person in general, but when she's got alcohol in her system, it's ten times better. She has so much less of a filter and it's really funny to see her interact with others when she's in that state. However, there is something that deeply unsettles me with her attitude. I can't figure it out at all, but whenever she's not near Landon or I, I can't help but gets this gut feeling in my stomach that something is going to go wrong.

After a few hours, the party starts to hype up a little more. The amount of people in the room had more than doubled. After the shotgunning competition with Liza, I didn't drink that much. The twisting feeling I have in my stomach was just too much to handle being able to drink.

At some point I had found Landon again, but there was no sign of Liza. He wasn't really drunk either, but he didn't look as on edge as I knew I looked.

"Yo man. I thought Liza was with you." He looked confused when there was no woman recognisable to us following me.

"Nah. I thought that she was with you." I replied, quickly scanning the room over to try and find her.

"She's probably hooking up with someone, which is exactly what I told her not to do." He groaned, standing up properly. Slightly worrying.

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He went outside to look for her, and I went into the main room by the entrance. I quickly scanned over the room to see if I could find Liza. My heart started beating a little faster as I scanned over most of the room and couldn't see her. However my heart completely dropped when I saw her following some guy up the stairs.

So many things were racing through my mind at once. The main one being jealousy. I was jealous of that guy. But the more I stood there and thought about it, I've only see Liza have two drinks, outside of the shotgunning competition. I've been in the kitchen all night and haven't seen her come back for a drink once after that.

The unsettling feeling residing in my stomach only increased as I replayed how she was walking. She kept tripping or losing her balance. Landon and I had agreed that we'd message the other if we found her, but I didn't have time for that. In the time I spent back thinking the events of the night, Liza and the guy had disappeared up the stairs and out of sight.

I quickly made a b-line to the stairs. The numerous amounts of bodies swarming around made it harder, but I had finally made my way. I ran up the stairs two at a time and quickly started opening random doors, apologising abruptly if I interrupted a genuine couple.

It had gotten to the point where I only had one door left to open after having not found them. I tried the doorknob and groaned when it didn't open. That fucker locked the door.

"We're busy." Someone grunted out. I could hear the faint mumbles coming from a girl. Something along the lines of 'no, stop.'

Even if it wasn't necessarily Liza in there, whoever in there had clearly said stop. I started to bash my shoulder into the door, using my body weight to bust the lock. After a few barges, the door gave and opened.

All of my suspicions were answered when I looked up. I didn't see the entirety of what was going on before my anger took over, but what I did see was Liza lying on the bed, completely naked and almost unconscious with a guy thrusting into her mercilessly.

"Dude, what the fuck?" I shouted as I walked up and pulled him off her, seeing no reaction from her body whatsoever.

"Nah come on man, I was almost done." He groaned as I pushed him to floor.

"You think it's funny to take advantage of women? Women like her who you drug out of their mind so much to the point they can't even consent?" I asked as my fist collided with his face making him grin and throw his head back.

"She your bitch or something?" He chuckled, shuffling to pull up his pants.

He didn't have much of chance to though, because my fist collided with his face again. This time it was harder and sent a slight pain through my hand as I hit his teeth. I continued punching him, ignoring his chuckles and groans of pain and completely oblivious to the crowd forming at the door.

"Jaden!" Someone shouted. "Stop, you're going to kill him." They shouted again, making me snap my head up to be met with Landon.

"Get Liza and cover her idiot. Take her to the bathroom." I demanded as I pointed over to her body.

Talking to Landon gave the guy below me enough time to turn the table. He pushed me off of him and punched my face a couple times. His punches stung like a bitch because of the thick metal rings he wore on his fingers. He got bored pretty quickly, delivering one finally punch before letting go of me and running out of the room, through the crowd of cameras and out the doors. Fuck. The cameras.

"Fuck off people. Shows fucking over." I mumbled, standing up and shutting the room door before making my way to the bathroom.