Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 42

Liza pov

"Landon, I know it's bad. I know what it fucking looks like. But please. I am already getting millions of death threats from Jads stans, I don't need the third degree from you too." I half whined as I sat on his kitchen island.

"She's right." Travis shrugged.

"Thank yo-"

"You're not just going to get the third degree from him. You're gonna get it from all of us." Colson interrupted as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Wha-"

"Liza, how could you be so fucking stupid? And with Jaden of all people? What happened to your random hookups with people you didn't know? I'd much prefer to have to see you sucking some random guys dick than Jaden's." Landon complained.

"Okay, first off, it's not like I asked to get recorded. That shit is embarrassing, and that's on the internet forever. There is no way I can get this taken down completely. And second off, it was just sex. I don't know why you're getting so fucking worked up over it. You even introduced me to Jaden. It's not my fault." I tried to reason with them, but they all seemed against me on this.

"Yes. But what you don't understand Lizzie, is that we have to go and work with him now. We have to go and work with him, knowing his hands have been all over you." I rolled my eyes at Travis' remark. Why can't they just understand?

"Yeah, well you seemed happy enough to work with Marley after his hands were all over me. And you know what? Fuck you all. I came here because I was going to ask you to help me get this sorted, but all I got were three dickheads telling me how much of an idiot I am." I spat, picking up my bags and walking out of the house, ignoring their shouts of protest.

******

"I had a feeling you'd be here." They chuckled, sitting down next to me.

Where was I? I was sat on one of the benches on top of the hill that looked over the main city of LA. After everything that happened with Landon, Travis and Colson, I just needed to be away from people for a while. More importantly away from the paparazzi.

"Have you also come to tell me how much of a whore I am?" I asked bitterly, not even bothering to say 'hi'.

"You're not a whore Liza. You gave in to a basic human feeling. Anyone who has had sex, calling you a whore is a hypocrite." They denied.

"You see Finn, not everyone has had the basic human feeling plastered all over the internet for everyone to see. Much less just after a rape controversy." I rolled my eyes at the mere thought.

They're calling me a whore because I was being sexual with a friend not so long after the incident I had. Apparently when a woman gets raped, her whole life needs to be put on hold so she can wallow in her trauma. I mean, I still wallow in my trauma, but I do the work I need to do.

"Who gives a fuck what they think? You are your own person. You should be able to fuck whoever you want without them feeling the need to comment. It just so happened to be that it was a good friend instead of a stranger or a partner. But who gives a fuck?" They ranted.

"Finn, did you see the video?" I asked, a part of me dreading their reply.

"I read the caption. Vanessa watched the video. The sounds from her phone told me enough." They laughed as I groaned.

"Fuck me dude." I shouted, hearing it barely echo as it dissipated into the surroundings.

"Jaden already did that." My hand slapped over my mouth as the words left theirs.

"You did not." It wasn't long before we were both laughing as the situation no longer became serious. "But Vanessa huh? You've been hanging out with her a lot haven't you?" I teased, watching their cheeks flush red.

"Yeah. She's really nice. I like her." Their voice was genuine and happy.

"Good. At least one of us deserves to be happy."

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Landon pov

"Liza. Wait." I called, trying to get her to come back.

I knew my efforts would have gone to shit when she turned around and stuck her middle finger up at me before getting in her car. I rolled my eyes and walked back inside.

I wasn't trying to be a bitch. I was just trying to bounce ideas off of her to try and get it taken down. But there are just some things you can't un-see. And that video is one of them.

"Are you two actually fucking joking?" I scoffed, walking back into the kitchen.

"What has upset the little prince now?" Colson asked sarcastically.

"You two are fucking ridiculous. How the fuck do you think she feels about all of this. That video has exposed the upmost private part of her life and all you two are concerned about is the fact that you've gotta work with Jaden.

She probably feels like shit, and yet you guys are here trying to make her feel bad for something she didn't want to happen. It's not like she paid someone to record her and Jaden. Why would she fucking do that? She's not a Kardashian." I shot, knowing that would get to dad.

"Don't you fucking dare bring them into this. That's your stepmoms family, and you will respect them." He demanded.

"Wow. You act like you care about Lizzie, and yet all you can do is defend your girlfriends family. You're pathetic." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Don't talk to your father that way. Liza needs to learn that what she did was idioti-"

"She had sex. So fucking what? You've done it. He's done it. Why are you so fucking pissed that she's done it? Yes I'll admit it's unfortunate that those two have been exposed the way that they have, but that's just the way it all went. It doesn't make what they did wrong, in any way, shape, or form." I ranted, heading to leave the room.

"Landon, you know we care for Liza. She's like a daughter to us, and that's why we're so bothered by seeing that video with Jaden. Knowing that Jaden was the one whose hands were all over makes it harder to see them together."

"Fucking pathetic." I scoffed, completely leaving the room.