Chapter Two: JudeCharlie
Prompt: Ocean, innocent
I think I took too much
I'm addicted to your touch
But I'm crying
In shame again
And now I'm high as a kite
And I know I might be gone
When you get home
-Addicted, Ed Sheeran
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when you get home
She's not the innocent little girl she once was. No, this Jude Price is anything but innocent. Her once brown hair now permanently scarlet, her once bright brown eyes forever devious, her once sweet smile always seductive.
Jude Price is far from innocent.
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They call her bad news.
Because there's far too much Slytherin ambition there to be healthy, because someone who runs that much must be running from something, because she's always running isn't she?
And maybe they're right, maybe she is bad news but she can't help that. She never could.
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Everything she's running away from is in her head. She knows that but she can't stop. If she did it'd all catch up to her and after spending years of running from herself, stopping is suicide.
But then there's him. And suddenly she finds herself stuck with no way out. Running won't help this time. Running won't stop the addiction. Running only leaves her running back to him for more.
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He's patient and kind and sweet and above all else understanding. Charlie doesn't question her every time she picks herself up off the floor and books it as far away as possible. Instead he waits, waits patiently for her to come to him. Where he takes her in his arms and tells her how much he loves her, how he'll always love her no matter how far she runs or where she runs to, how everything will be okay.
And although Jude knows that addiction kills she just can't help herself.
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It's the ocean; it's always been the ocean, no matter where she runs she always ends up by the ocean. Sometimes she thinks it's fate and other times she thinks it's just a strange goddamn coincidence. No matter which one it doesn't really matter because she knows this is where it has to end.
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The wedding is the summer she turns twenty-three, right there on the beach. It's a big wedding, with all of their friends and family and coworkers invited. After all who would have ever thought that Jude Price was getting married, and on top of that to Charles Welling, certainly no one could have seen it coming.
No one except Jude.
But she knew that there was no place else she'd rather be. Walking down the isle with eyes only for him, in a pure white dress only for him, with flowers in her hair only for him, with vows that come from the bottom of her heart only for him. With a final kiss filled with all of the love and hopes and dreams only for him.
Jude knows she's finally come home.
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