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Chapter 1: Today's weather: slightly sarcastic with a chance of hate….

Jude Harrison was slightly intoxicated. No doubt about that. Her blue eyes stared endlessly into the small glass containing her choice of clear poison. She almost questioned if whether or not she should drink it. She could feel her lips tingling, going slightly numb. They had a tendency to do that when she was starting too get drunk. Fuck it.

She raised the glass in mock salute to someone who wasn't there, and slammed it down, no longer flinching at the alcohol burning her throat, but savoring it. Swallow and burn. Simple as that. Nothing too complicated about that.

Jude licker her lips, tasting every last drop. She placed the shot glass down on the bar and nodded her head towards the attractive bartender.

"Braden, darling, keep 'em coming," she said. The 6'2'' male specimen raised an eyebrow at her, concern glinting in his green eyes. He stalked over to her and placed his hands on the black, shiny bar top and looked her dead on.

"Jude, sweetheart, don't you think you should slow down, just a little bit?"

Jude giggled and reached up with her slender hand and ruffled his already spiked black hair. "Aw, I'm fine don't you worry your pretty little head about me, B. I'm just fine."

Braden only shook his head, and frowned at her. Braden had only know her a few months. His band had been signed on at G-major, thanks to much persuading from Jude. His band wasn't exactly Darius's style, but Jude had seen his band play on a night out with his cousin Patsy. Jude had insisted they play for a meeting she would set up with Darius. Too bad it was more like an ambush. She had them play on the night of her 19th birthday party, instead of her singing. Darius was not pleased at first, but she argued and told Darius that people were sick of 'corporate bullshit bands' and needed something new. Three days later they were recording in Studio B. and Jude in studio C, courtesy of Darius.

Anyways, him and Jude clicked instantly, he becoming her surrogate big brother. Jude confided in him, like she used to do with Jamie, until he moved to New York with Patsy. He knew about everything from the time when she was 7 and put red dye in Sadie's shampoo bottle to her Dad's affair to the "truth" about a certain ex-boy bander. A certain ex-boy bander that he nearly strangled with his bare hands, but that's another story.

"Jude, come on. Call someone for a ride and go home. Get some sleep. Big day tomorrow," he reminded her.

"No, I want to have some fun. Come on, Braden. Just one more, and then U'll call Kwest to come and get me pweeease" she pouted giving him her puppy dog eyes. He sighed and reached for another shot glass. She smiled gloating in her victory. She always won.

Jude hadn't been the same these last few weeks, and he had a feeling he knew why. Though she claimed to him time and time again she was over it, over him, her eyes said other wise. He saw her wipe away the tears when no she thought no one else was looking. He saw it in her music, her lyrics. But she refused to let him in when it came to that subject. He saw it in her behavior. A few months ago Jude would not have spent 2 nights a week getting plastered at Castle, the bar/club which he worked part time. And the other 5 nights a week he had no idea where she was. But she seemed okay, a little more like herself on those days. Until she saw Tommy, that is. He also had sneaky suspicion there was something she was hiding. She was slipping away from him and from everyone else, except Kwest.

They had been spending a lot of time together lately, but when he asked her about it all she said was "He gets it." Nothing more, nothing less. Then she would smile sadly and go back to playing her guitar, or write in her notebook, or find some other mindless indulgence too occupy her time. Braden didn't push her. He knew she was breaking and it was killing him that she wouldn't let him help. So all he could do was be there when she needed him.

Braden handed the blonde her drink.

"That's it. No more. You and Kwest gotta be at the studio to record. Not to mention the engagement party. Drink this and I'll call Kwest."

Jude nodded her head in thanks. "Love ya, B," Jude said sincerely in her intoxicated state. Braden smiled and walked over to the other side of the counter where the phone was. His fingers started dialing Kwest's number, knowing she would forget to call him, and he glanced back too see a guy hitting on Jude and her smiling flirtatiously back at him. He could tell from one look at the guy that he was trouble. He was whispering in her ear, and placed his hands on her hips, where here skin was exposed. 'Damn it.'. He always told her not to wear the short leather skirt and skin tight corset.

He picked up the phone and dialed a familiar number.

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"What are you doing here?" he asked, standing in the door, glaring harshly at his unwelcome visitor.

"I'm looking for Jude," she stated matter-of-factly.

"Well you're not going to find her here," he stated, silently praying God would send her away. She didn't budge. He let out a sigh and looked at her. Torture. Pure fucking torture.

"I tried the studio, and her cell ,and her apartment, and Braden's. She is nowhere to be found," she informed him. Kwest thanked god that she wasn't there tonight, like she usually was 4 or 5 nights out of the week. Suddenly he wondered where the hell Jude really was then? She had said she would be with Braden.

"I'm not her keeper," Kwest said, but he was struggling inside with worry and fear. Worried about Jude. Fear of the woman in front of him and the things she made him want and think.

She brushed past him, and forced her way into the penthouse, and Kwest had too bite his lip from hissing as her body brushed up against his as she made her way inside. He slammed the door behind him, knowing she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. And she was going to kill him, standing there in her white skirt, pink tank top, toned tan legs and arms exposed for the world too see, and her lips shiny from the strawberry lip gloss he knew so well. One manicured hand clutched her purse while the other ran a hand through her blonde hair. Her eyes taunted him. Liar they screamed.

"You sure about that, Kwest? You and Jude seem awfully…close lately," she said a smirk on her lips.

He stared at the woman in front of him made him want to confess everything then and there. Kwest had never wanted anything more in his life. But then he remembered this is the one who destroyed him and made him and Jude what they are. Made them do what they do.

"I guess you could say that," he replied not discrediting the innuendo of her comments. "I guess you can just say we've got some things in common, and we're definitely closer than we use to be, " he finished.

He could have sworn he saw jealousy flash in her eyes. His victory was short lived when she stepped closer to him.

"Don't worry, Kevin. I won't tell Tommy;" she whispered in his ear and stayed close, her lips lingering near his ear lobe. His breathing had become slightly heavier with her in such a close proximity to his, her warm breathe against his skin, her body so close to his. He wanted so badly too grab her and kiss her and make her feel everything he had felt the last year. But that feeling was gone as soon as she mentioned Tommy's name. He pushed her away and she smiled evilly and her eyes danced with amusement. She thought she had won this one.

He glared at her. "There's nothing to tell," he spat at her trying to convince her, "Besides why would it matter even if there was?" he added for good measure. She still stood there, this time completely silent. She sighed in defeat.

"Look I didn't come here to fight with you. I was just looking for Jude."

"Why?" he questioned.

"I miss her. And believe it or not, I do care about her," she said sadness evident in her voice. Good. It was time to know the damage she had done. As much as Kwest didn't want to hurt her, he couldn't deal with this. She never thought things through. Always cared about others last. She was selfish. He was proof of that. Jude was proof of that.

Jude. He felt his heart tug a little at her name. He wasn't in love with her, but he did love her. She cared that he was hurt. She was getting him through this. And he owed her. And someone had to care about her back. And it sure as hell wasn't going to be Tommy.

"You care about her? My God. You should have thought about that before you put that rock on your finger," he said grabbing her left hand and motioning towards the 3 karat, pink diamond set in platinum before flicking her hand away in disgust.

"If you cared at all about Jude, you would have thought about it before you married him!"

Kwest swallowed hard when he saw her fight back tears. He had to stop himself from reaching out to touch her. No. She deserves to hear that. She did this. She hurt you, and Jude. She reaps what she sews.

"Just get out. I'll tell her you're looking for her," he said trying too sounds as bitter as he could. He saw her bite her lip and her mascara running from the tears she was crying. She nodded her head ok. She walked to the door and opened it, but not before pausing to turn around and look at him.

"Kwest, I…I'm sorry," she said, her words broken by her tears.

"It's too late for that, Sadie." And with that Sadie walked out, shutting the door, and breaking him once more.

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"No, stop," Jude said as she tried to push the man away, but failed. She had no strength left. He kept trying to kiss her, but she was refusing. Steve, as the man called himself, had been trying too feel her up all night, and trying to convince her to come home with him. Jude may have been drunk, but she was still conscious. All she had wanted was too have a little fun, drink a little, and not to feel. Like always, there was some asshole trying to ruin take it all away. Trying to break her.

"Come on, baby, you know you like it," he said as he grabbed her wrists roughly and pushed her against bar. Jude struggled some more, but there was nothing left. All the alcohol had consumed her and there was nothing left to fight anymore.

"Leggo of me," she pleaded, her voice strained, squeezing her eyes shut in an attempt to make him disappear. The man refused and leaned into her, but suddenly Jude felt weightlessness against her and she opened her eyes too see Braden standing in front of her, guarding her and then pulling her into a hug, a shield of defense. Unable to hold anything back, Jude threw herself into him. He just held on tighter. Jude heard a crowd gathering around and wondered what was going on. She looked over to the side and with her blurry vision she was able too see the mans face being smashed against the cold bar top that was covered with excess drops of alcohol and cigarette ashes.

"You don't ever fucking go near her again!" a man instructed, his voice cold and harsh. His hands were pressing down against the mans skull and back of his neck. "Do I make myself clear?"

He loosened his grip too fell the man nod his head in agreement only to apply pressure once more to get his point across. He grabbed the man, who was in his late 20's, pulled him up roughly and tossed him into the crowd.

In her drunken state, she realized who he was. Blue eyes met blue eyes. She could never forget them. Never. Not matter how hard she tried, wanted, or wished him away. She never wanted him to see her like this. He'd know she was weak. He couldn't see her weak because then he would know she still cared. She wouldn't have that. No. Not after what he did.

She turned her attention to Braden, ignoring Tommy's approaching presence.

"Braden?" she questioned. " I thought Kwest was taking me home. Where is he?"

"I called and his phone was off. Then I tried SME but no answer. Tommy's going to take you home, Jude. I have to stay here and close, so I had to call Quincy to take you home," he explained making sure she understood Tommy was the last resort.. Jude just glared at him, hurt and betrayal in her eyes.

"Fuck you, Braden."

Braden took her face in his hands. "I'm sorry Jude, but I had no option. At least I know you'll get home safe. Love you," he said as he placed a friendly, little chaste kiss on her lips. She nodded her head in understanding. He turned to Tommy, who was glaring at him.

"None of the would have been necessary if you had been watching her," Tommy spat at the 22 year old. "And sure as hell wouldn't have happened if she had been sober," he said placing the blame on Braden.

"First of all Quincy, I had too serve the VIP room, so I told my boy Carlos too look after her, who came and got me the second he saw the guy practically groping her. And by the way, if you haven't noticed by now, Jude's 19 and legal. She can do as she wants. But I'm sure you noticed, you just don't give a damn about anyone but yourself," Braden said as he got in Tommy's face.

"You don't know anything, so shut your damn mouth before I do it for you. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to take Jude home."

Tommy grabbed Jude's hand in an attempt to lead her out of the bar, but she yanked away from him.

"Jude, please," he pleaded, "Just try and be civil. Just let me take you home, girl."

"Don't you ever call me that!" Jude yelled, eyes flashing with an anger he had never seen in her before, as she stormed in front of him, leading her own way out, Tommy following close behind her. He couldn't help but notice the way some of the guys looked at her and he had to suppress the urge to beat the living hell out of them for even looking at her. The same way he wanted to strangle Braden for kissing Jude, even if it just was a friendly gesture.

They finally made it to his viper and Jude sat in the passenger seat while Tommy sat in the drivers seat, fumbling with the keys in his hand and staring at the gold band that took Jude away from him. He wanted so badly too look at her, but he couldn't face the look of hatred and anger in her eyes when she saw him. He had never needed someone more in his life than her. But in typical Tom Quincy fashion he ruined it. Ruined what they were and what the had or could have had. He ruined them. He ruined her.

The girl that was sitting next to him wasn't the Jude he knew. Jude didn't go out and get plastered. Jude didn't ignore him every time he said 'hi.' Jude didn't run out of a room every time he walked into it.

"Can we just go already?" Jude asked quietly. "I'm not feeling so good," she stated wrapping her arms around stomach.

Tommy nodded in silence and started the car. And just like he had never needed anybody more in his life than Jude, he had never loathed anybody more than he did himself right now.

End chapter 1

There you have it. This chapter was just too kind of give you a little background with Kwest/ Sadie and a set up for the next chapter. How bad does it suck? It's like 1 in the morning so please excuse any typos.

Not much action with Jommy or Jwest, but there will be in the coming chapters. I hope you guys at least somewhat enjoyed it, so please don't forget to hit that review button.

Title of this chapter are lyrics that belong to Panic! at the disco.

Next chapter:

"I hate myself everyday for falling in love with you, Tommy."

"Don't you think it's just a little fucked up that sometimes I pretend you're him and you pretend she's me?"