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Shit. This isn't good. Tia can be obsessive about things, and that's never a good thing. I wonder if I can shoot a text over to her before I get caught and get in trouble.
Me:Hey Good Morning. Why are you obsessing over her? I thought you hated her.
Tia:I don't know. Something about her makes me feel off.
Well, what does that mean? Is her coach doing something bad? Bad like Christopher did to me? The thought of his hand on my bottom isn't as bad as it was in the moment. Still, I shouldn't be thinking about that. This is about Tia right now.
Me:Off?
Tia:Ok, that's the wrong word. I feel like I can't catch a breath around her. And then there's this new subscriber who reminds me of her. Jazz, I think I'm going crazy. I can smell the coach in my apartment.
I look at my watch and see that my morning work time is almost up.
Me:I'll be over in twenty minutes.
Tia:You don't have to do that.
Me:What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you?
Tia:A bad one!
I send her a smiley face and finish the shift with my thoughts on Tia. It's good to not have to worry about what has transpired between Chris and me.
I smile as I walk in. Tia never locks her shit. It's probably not wise, but I will not tell her she has to do something—that's none of my business. I sit down right next to her and give her a side hug. "Alright, spill the tea, girl."
"There's a new female subscriber on my channel. She goes byMommy's Watching, and I had a phone call with her last night."
I raise an eyebrow at her and nearly choke on my tongue.
Tia sighs and looks at me. "She controlled the phone call the entire time. It made me feel like I was talking to Coach. She even had me begging, Jazz."
Blushing at her words, I can't help but gasp. No one ever has control over Tia. "You... you aren't into females, are you?"
"I don't fucking know, Jazz." She rests her head against my shoulder, and I think about how much Tia has been through.
I can see how she could need a mommy. But now I'm worried. If she's obsessing over her coach and this woman namedMommy's Watching, could it be that she needs direction? I'm about to ask her when she jolts upright, and her eyes pop open before she stands, shaking.
"What's wrong, Tia?" I scan her face to understand what's going on. My concern rises as she tells me she will be right back.
She's gone for a good ten minutes before I get up and go to the restroom. "Tia, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I just needed a moment." Her voice is strained, but I don't want to embarrass her if she's having bowel issues.
"Alright. I'm going to raid some food." As I look around, I notice she has nothing. Oh man, she told me she would be okay on her own. I find a piece of paper and a pen to write what she may need.
I hear her moaning, and at one point she screams out, but it sounds personal, especially the way she is moaning, and I know better than to interrupt. One time I walked in on her while she was live on her site. It's best that I don't ask or try to see what she's doing.
When she comes out of the bathroom, she looks a little relieved but completely flushed. She tells me she has to go to practice, and I look at my phone. I don't argue, knowing she's being controlled by her coach. Tia does nothing she doesn't want to do and if she wants to go, I won't stop.
"You need food, girl!" I laugh and show her the list.
"Do you mind shopping for me?" She goes into her bag, pulling out a hundred dollars. How she has that kind of money all the time is insane, but again, I know better than to ask.
"You know I don't mind at all."
Chapter Six
HaveIavoidedJasminethe last few days? Yes, I sure have. Like a good man should. It’s laughable though because I know I’m not a decent man at all. Hell no. Am I following her around like a goddamn stalker and making sure she's alright? Fuck, yes. I sure am. The girl has no idea that there are predators everywhere that want to eat up her sweet innocence. That's why I'm following her to make sure she doesn't get into any trouble. Or at least that’s what I tell myself to make my conscience not feel guilty.
