Got a habit now

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy was bored and feeling a little lonely after his last visit with Jessica. There wasn't much he could do now... It felt like she was avoiding him, but it was one call she hadn't picked up or returned, so it wasn't necessarily the end of the world. She would get around to contacing him again... Just not as soon as he would have liked.

Opening his lap top, he pulled up the web browser and began searching for porn. The least he could do was treat himself, since no one was treating him. Clicking through, he found a website that seemed interesting enough... Then he saw it. Jessica. His heart gave an unsteady beat and he felt sick to his stomach. This was absolute bullshit.

Exiting the browser, he slammed the computer shut and got up. Pacing the floor, he gasped for air. Grabbing his cell he dialed Jess, but got the machine again. "What the fuck, Jessica? Why the hell would you sell out like that? Porn, really?" he yelled at the machine, then hung up. His blood was boiling, his hands shaking.

[Jessica Andrews]

Jess had been pretty much hiding from the world... okay not really the world but from Tommy. There really wasn't a reason too... okay that's a lie. After what she did, she felt guilty. She couldn't even look at Danny in the face or kiss him without thinking of Tommy. It was really sick and she wanted it to stop but it wouldn't. Tommy had called her the other day but she couldn't bring herself to answer the phone or call him back. She didn't want things to be weird between them, but she couldn't help but feel the way that she did. She knew he probably didn't give a rat's ass about her in the way that she was starting to about him, but that didn't stop her from longing to be with him in the way that they were that morning.

She heard her cell ring and ran to see who it was. Her heart stopped when she saw Tommy's name. Should she answer? No. She wasn't ready. She let it ring and then waited to see if he would leave her a voice mail. Sure enough, he did. She was happy that he did because she missed his voice. She dialed her voice mail and put in the code and what she got was a very angry Tommy. Oh, great.

Porn? What the hell was he talking about? All that she knew was that he sounded pissed beyond belief. She honestly had no idea what the hell he was talking about. Had he gotten the wrong number? No, he said her name. But maybe he knew another Jessica? Speaking of which, he used her full name which he only did when he was mad at her. Whatever she did wasn't good. She debated with herself for a minute but finally sucked it up and dialed his number, waiting for him to answer. This should be interesting.

[Tommy Reynolds]

Tommy looked at his phone, which rang only moments after he had left a message. The called ID read Jessi and he ground his teeth, before flipping the phone open. "Screening your calls?" he asked bitterly. "But my message got your attention didn't it?" He was so pissed he was hardly going to give her time to make excuses. "What the hell is wrong with you, Jessica? How can you fucking sell out like that? Filming sex with your bofriend is one thing, but posting it on the internet along with fetish pictures of yourself is just... beyond... beyond... Fuck!" He yelled and then took a deep breath trying to calm himself down.

[Jessica Andrews]

When he asked if she was screening her calls she bit her lip and didn't say a word. He sounded like he wanted to jump through the phone and stangle her. She had never heard his tone of voice like this... ever. It kind of hurt her for him to be so mad at her for no reason. "What are you talking about?" She managed to ask before he started his rant. Posting having sex with Danny on the internet? What the fuck was he talking about? Okay, sure Jess was sexual in every way imaginable. Sure, she was a Victoria's Secret model. However, porn was NOT classy enough for her. Don't judge, she still had standards.

She tried to make sense of what was going on. Her throat was dry and her heart was uneasy. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Listen, I don't know what you're talking about or what you think that you saw but I don't do porn, Tommy and I don't know why you would think that I do. I do have somewhat of a dignity."

[Tommy Reynolds]

His skin was crawling. "You don't know what I'm talking about?" he asked very slowly, trying to stay calm. "You have an entire section of a porn site dedicated to you." Even though the words were coming out, his voice was strained. Taking a seat on the couch, he licked his lips and took a deep breath. "Look it up... I have to go..." and with that, he hung up. Either she was lying or she really had no clue. At this point, he didn't know or care. His anger had got the best of him.

[Jessica Andrews]

His words made her freeze in place. She wasn't sure what to feel or say but even if she did, he already hung up. She closed the phone and took a deep breath. Maybe this was all just some huge misunderstanding. She stared at her computer and debated whether or not she should actually look it up. What would she do if she was really on a porn site? She wasn't sure. With a deep breath, she sat at her computer chair and went on google. Porn sites. How would she even find herself? Jess didn't watch porn. She didn't need to. Would it pop up if she just typed up her name?

Without another thought, she typed in two words. Jessica Andrews. A bunch of different things popped up but it was all from previous photoshoots, nothing out of the ordinary. She sighed a breath of relief but wasn't prepared for what she would do next. She typed in the search bar Jess Andrews having sex and built up the courage to hit enter.

smut council.com was the first thing to pop up. She clicked the site and her eyes widened at a video of her instantly playing. You couldn't see who she was with, just barely. It was Danny. There's no other person who it could be because she was in her apartment. Tommy was right. Well, obviously why would he lie about that? She felt her eyes water and then felt a whole bunch of emotions. How could Danny do that to her? If this turned public, her whole career would be over. She closed out of the website and then realized what she had saw.

The camera was angled in a specific way in her bedroom. Would it still be there? Would it be her proof? She stormed into her room and started throwing everything off of the shelves desperate to find the camera. She didn't care what she threw, or what she was breaking. All she knew was that she was two seconds away from killing someone.

About two seconds in, she stopped what she was doing and had a break down. One that she hadn't had ever since that day that she desperatly tried to block out in her mind when she was sixteen. She curled into a ball and held herself, not knowing what else to do. She wanted to run away but wasn't sure where to go, and she definitely didn't have the strength.