"Jess, sweetheart, you're back. Did you like the video?" He opened his eyes and smirked at me, interrupting my thoughts.

            I shook my head no and hung it low.

           "Are you jealous, sweetheart?" He asked, mocking me. "Get over here."

           I walked over to him and he pulled me down over his lap. He slid his hands up and down over my hips and then grabbed my butt, squeezing it hard.

          "Don't worry, Jess, she didn't mean anything to me. It was just a blow job." He buried his head between my breasts. "You're still my best girl."

          "Are you going to sign her?" I asked insecurely.

           "She may be great at giving head, but she is a terrible singer." He laughed, reaching his hand between my legs to run his thumb over me.

           "Why did you lie to me?" I asked, confused.

           "It was the only way to get you to come by. I missed you." He moved my hair off my neck and began biting and sucking at the skin below my earlobe. "Let's go up to the loft for a bit. I have a present for you up there."

            "What is it?" I said, smiling down at him.

             "You'll see." He moved my hair to the side and began biting my neck. He grabbed my breast and squeezed it. "Mmmm...you are so fucking hot."

              He reached down and patted my ass before pushing me off his lap. Nate grabbed my hand to lead me upstairs to the little apartment loft above the studio. When we got to the door, he moved behind me and covered my eyes with one hand. The little excited jumping beans inside my stomach were having a field day.

            What was going on?

            Nathan opened the door and then wrapped his hand around my waist. He pulled me against him and walked me blindly through the room. When he stopped going forward, he removed his hand from my eyes. I was staring at a bottle of Jack, a bottle of pills, and a baggie of white powder that wasn't sugar.

            I froze. I was just starting to come back from my low. The new medication I was on was still trying to stabilize me. If I did this today, it could swing me the other way. I couldn't risk falling off and having to go back to the treatment center.

           "Nate, I can't." I whispered. "I made a promise to my family that I would stop for a little bit."

           "You don't like it?" Nate said, frowning at me.

            "It's not that. I just can't do this stuff with my new meds." I said, trying not to sound ungrateful.

            "Then don't take them tonight. I want to celebrate. Just you and me." He leaned in and kissed my neck. Shivers ran down the whole length of my body.

            "Celebrate what?" I asked, trying to keep myself together.

             "I just booked you a tour. We hit the road in two weeks to play every dive bar east of the Mississippi." He turned me around and smiled, kissing my mouth.

            "What!" I screamed in shock. "But what about the demos?"

            "Fuck the demos. Jessa Miller, live in concert. I even managed to get you a tour bus worked into the deal." Nathan said as he reached around to grab the bottle of Jack. He pressed it to my lips and tilted it up to pour it into my mouth. I took a few gulps before reaching back for the bottle of pills.

             "That's my girl." He smiled when I opened the bottle and shook some out in my hand. We were celebrating. After all, I was finally going to live my dream. I was going to be someone. I finally had a reason to exist.

              Once I swallowed the pills, Nathan started unbuttoning my jeans to take them off. When I was normal, I didn't have the kind of desires I did when I was up. I didn't really feel like doing this today, but I would have to fake it to make Nate happy. I owed it to him for what he just did for my career. Once the pills kicked in, I should be back to riding enough of a high to get through it. I would be bulletproof once again.

              My phone fell out of my pocket and hit the floor face up. Cam's smiling face was staring back at me from my lock screen. In the picture, I was kissing him on the cheek while looking at the camera.

             "Who the fuck's this?" Nathan bent down and picked up my phone. He shoved it in my face while he wiggled it at me.

             "It's just Cam." I said defensively.

            "Cameron fucking Nash. Is he your boyfriend now or something?" Nathan accused.

            "No, we are just friends." I said nervously.

            "Jess, you don't sound so sure about that." Nathan looked down at me, darkly.

            "Nothing is going on between us." I said, shrinking down.

            "Go ahead, call him then. Tell him what you are doing with me." Nathan handed me the phone.

           "Nate, I don't want to." I paused, not wanting to take it from his hands.

          "Do it or I will cancel the tour." Darkness flashed over Nathan's eyes. How did I even get myself into this situation? I swear I must be a magnet for chaos.

           "Fine." I sighed, grabbing the phone from him.

            Nathan walked me over to the bed and slid my panties off my hips. He dropped his pants to the floor and pulled out a condom from the drawer. He handed it to me, wanting me to slide it over him. I tossed the phone on the bed, hoping Nathan would forget about Cameron. I opened the little foil packet and unrolled the condom down and gripped him firmly in my hand.

            He pulled my knees over him to straddle him and then slid me down over top of him. I moaned just the way he liked the second he filled me. I began moving over him slowly, trying to make it look good. I was numb right now. There was no way I was going to get any pleasure from this.

           Nathan reached back to grab the phone and shoved it in my hand.

          "Call." He commanded.

          "Right now?" I sucked in a sharp breath.

          "Show me how much you want the tour, Jess." Nathan looked up at me, darkly.

          "I'm not going to do it, Nate." I said, stopping mid-motion.

          "I'm not saying it again. Call him now." Nate's eyes were black as his jaw tightened.

           I unlocked the phone and found his name in my contacts list. I pressed the phone to my ear and looked Nathan in the eye. Nathan shook his head at me.

           "Speaker Jess." He smirked back at me.

           I hit the speakerphone and closed my eyes.

          The phone rang and then rang again. I was praying he wouldn't answer. Please don't answer Cam. Please.

          "Jess?" Cam sounded surprised.

          "Hey, Cam." I said with a shaky voice as Nathan began moving me up and down over him again.

            "What's wrong? Is everything alright? Where are you?" Cam was starting to panic.

           "Tell him, Jess." Nathan smiled wickedly up at me.

           "I'm.... mmmm... I'm with Nathan." I whispered.

           "Jess, you know you shouldn't be there. You should go home right now." I could see Cam's concerned face through the phone.

           "Go on, tell him what you are doing, Jess." Nathan reached down, pressing his finger against my clit and began circling. He was trying to get me to moan into the phone.

           "Jess? You sound strange. Did he hurt you?" He asked.

           "No tour." Nathan smirked.

          "I'm fucking Nathan right now." I blurted out.

          "What?" Cam sounded confused.

           "I'm about to come inside her." Nathan yelled into the phone, laughing. He ripped the phone out of my hand and tossed it on the bed. I could hear Cam yelling through the speaker at him. Just hang up Cam, please.

            I tried to reach past Nathan and hang up the phone. He flipped me out of reach and began pounding into me harder than he ever had before. He circled me furiously with his fingers trying to get me to scream out. I bit my lip, trying to hold it in. I was shaking and upset with him for making me do this.

          "Tell him, Jessa. Tell Cameron how good it feels when I make you come."

           "Please, please, please." I moaned, wanting him to stop doing this to Cam. I could still hear Cam screaming in the background.

           "Come, Jessa." Nathan hissed.

             I cried out, faking it to get him to stop.

            Nathan was laughing at me. I could see the seconds ticking by on the phone. Cam was still there, but there was no noise coming from the receiver. I reached down and picked up the phone quickly. I pressed the button to take it off speaker.

            "Cami... Cami... please, I am so sorry." I cried into the phone. "He...he...made me."

            "Jessa," Cam said quietly in a flat tone. "I am coming to get you."