A/N: So, I'm back with yet another fic. This one, however, is kind of odd. First off, it's going to have five parts, each made up of eight chapters, some of which are petty short and sweet. Each of the five parts is written in a different style; you'll see what I mean as the story progresses. This fic does have a mature rating, mostly because of language and certain issues it deals with later on. I apologize right now if anything offends anyone; that was not its intent. I hope you like it, and please review!

Disclaimer: I own Tim Rozon. Back off, ladies, he's mine! xD


Part I - Truth

Chapter One

"I have a flight to catch, and I don't think I'll be coming back. Bye."

Tommy strode away from Jude, shoving open the door that stood in his way. He headed straight for his car, ready to drive away and never look back.

"Tommy! Tommy, wait!" Jude cried as she ran after him.

He disregarded her pleas as he ripped open the driver's door and got in. As she reached the car, Tommy slammed the door shut and stuck the key in the ignition.

"Tommy, please!"

She pounded on the windows, the door, anything to try and gain his attention. But her actions went unheeded as Tommy revved the engine and peeled away, leaving a distraught Jude in his wake.

The blonde seventeen-year-old watched as the taillights disappeared with a part of her heart. She kept hoping and wishing that the black car would stop or turn around. But it didn't. It kept going, and even long after it had vanished from sight, she continued to stare in the direction it was heading, praying she would see it returning in the opposite lane.

It didn't.

Jude fisted her hands in her hair and pulled, trying to maintain at least a tiny ounce of her shattered composure.

He left me. He left me. He left me.

She repeated it over and over in her mind, refusing to accept the simple fact.

He left me. He left me. He left me.

The words were spinning in her head faster and faster. They became a jumbled mess, not meaning anything. Finally they began to slow down, until it was repeated for the last time.

He left me.

As hard as it was to believe, Jude knew this was real. Tom Quincy had just left her, for real...

And he wasn't coming back.