Liza pov
"What a fucking shit show." I groaned, collapsing down on the studio chair.
"I'm sorry. This really isn't funny but I can't fucking help it." Landon laughed out. I will still slap you to next Wednesday.
"This is in no way funny." Jaden groaned, running his hands over his face.
There's no coming back from this. PornHub and OnlyFans. The videos are on both websites and are making millions of views by the hour. Mads meant what she said when she told she was going to ruin my life. Even after extremely detailed and uncomfortable phone calls with the owners of both sites, we cannot get the videos taken down.
Mads used an account that doesn't trace back to her. Because of this, they won't take down the original video, no matter how much money we tried putting down.
"Mads needs to pay." Landon spoke up.
"How Landon? She's right. I didn't record her confession, and it's clear she's not going to admit to it again. It's also very apparent she has no morals. I mean, she exposed my parents and how Finn and j were in foster care. She then also uploaded an actual video, personally recorded by her, of me giving Jaden head. The fuck do you want us to do?" I ranted.
"Make a video. Drag her down. Expose her for everything she did." He answered like it was obvious.
"It's not that easy with Mads. Or just in general. I mean, Liza has got it worse than anyone. I don't know if you have, but even looking though new comments on her old posts are disgusting. She's just expected to sit back and be a mess because she was raped. She's getting hate for being human at this point. I feel like it's too risky for either of us to come out with any form of response just yet." Jaden wavered, trying to sway Landon away from the idea of retaliating.
"Liza, you look exhausted." Landon pointed out, noticing how everything I was doing was sluggish.
"I know." I mumbled, laying my head down to rest on his lap.
Jaden and Landon both fell into a conversation of their own as I shut my eyes. The millions of thoughts that ran through my mind started to quieten down as I succumbed to the feeling of sleep.
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Jaden povThe guilt is eating me alive. Knowing that all of this hate initially spirited from Mads and I's breakup makes me feel bad. What's worse is knowing I can't do anything about it. I'm afraid if I try to speak out and expose Mads, it's just going to end up with Liza in more shit. I don't want that.
"What is wrong with Mads?" What?
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there has to be something mentally wrong with her if she thinks it's acceptable to post something like that. So my question remains, what is wrong with Mads?" He explained, asking his question again.
"I don't fucking know. I mean, I knew she was possessive and obsessive from the get go. But I didn't think she was actually insane." I answered, thinking back to all the little things she's made me stop doing.
I mean, I nearly lost my entire relationship with my parents because of her. The amount of shit she's put me through since then. I should've seen sooner.
Flashback (year and a half)
"Seriously? You were out with him again?" She shrieked as I sat down on the sofa after saying bye to Matt.
"Yeah? So what?" I shrugged, taking a sip of the water I had in my hand.
"Are you cheating on me with him? I mean, I've come to terms with your little phase, but I'm not gonna let you sit there and cheat on me. With a man no less." Her words almost made me want to chuckle.
"Mads, it's not a little phase. I'm. Bisexual. Get over it. I've known since I was 9, if you want to call nearly a decade 'a little phase' then you need to learn that definition. Just because I hang out with guys, doesn't mean I'm cheating on you." I rolled my eyes as she scoffed at what I said.
"Well, I'm going to make sure you never cheat on me again. You'll never be him, or another man again." She threatened.
"Yeah, okay Mads." I fake agreed as I stood up and walked away.
I went into the kitchen to grab a bottle before heading to the studio. I was fully prepared to just walk straight past the living room, not even giving my girlfriend a second look. But the words that came out of her mouth left my heart pumping in my throat.
"Hi Mrs Hossler." She only ever calls my mom when she wants me to hurt.
"Mads please don't-"
"Oh yeah, we're just great. I was just calling to ask if you knew about your sons... sexuality." She held eye contact with me as she spoke down the phone to my mother.
"Straight? Oh dear, god no. He's anything but. No. You see, your darling little boy is bisexual. And he's cheating on me, with a guy called Matt."
Matt and I only got together one time and it was long before I ever met Mads. We had been friends for a while and we didn't want it to become a regular thing in case it got awkward without a relationship. She's very aware of the status between Matt and I, but her insecurities get the best of her
"Of course, give me one second." She pulled the phone to her chest as she walked over to me. "Jaden, your mom wants to speak to you." Her smile made me sick. She knew exactly what she was doing, because she knew my parents were never informed of my interests, because of the exact situation that's about to play out.
"Hey mom." I tried to swallow the lump in my throat as I spoke to her.
The only response I got was a sigh. I didn't want to give Mads the satisfaction of seeing me cry because of what she did so I walked away. I made my way upstairs and into my bedroom that was covered in moving boxes full of her stuff. I locked the door and slid down it as I waited for her to speak.
"What were you thinking?" Just the tone of her voice was enough to make a sob leave my lips.
"I'm sorry mom." I replied, mentally cursing Mads in every way possible. "I- I can't help it. I tried not to, I really tried. But I couldn't get over my feelings." I tried to explain to her.
"This will take us time to get over. Until then, don't call us Jaden." My heart broke as the line went dead.
Flashback over
"I'll try and get her to stop." I voiced, clearing my throat and blinking away the sting in my eye.
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