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After Celebrity Skin, Jude fears losing Tommy. He claims to be leaving town and for some reason, Jude just can't let him go.

Chapter Two: Together

"May I cut in?" Jude lifted her head from the crook of Tommy's neck to find Jamie smiling tightly at them. Jude's arms slid down from Tommy's neck. Tommy let Jude go. He gave her a small smile and walked away. "What was that?" Jamie asked, wrapping his arms around Jude.

"Just me and Tommy being me and Tommy," Jude answered as she placed her hands on Jamie's shoulders.

"You and him…?"

"We're not back together, not yet."

"Yet?" Jamie bit his lip.

"I still love him, Jamie. He's been through a lot this year and he needs me."

"Typical Jude. Standing up for someone who doesn't need it – deserve it, even."

"Jamie," Jude said, stepping away from him. "Tommy didn't do anything – "

"Oh c'mon, Jude. He made out with your sister on your 18 th birthday!"

"He was drunk and didn't kiss her back!" Their voices rose and the music lowered. Everyone turned to the scene in the middle of the floor.

"Like that helps! He didn't even bother trying to explain! Face it, Jude! Little Tommy Q isn't in love with you!"

Sadie gasped and felt a piece of her heart break. Jude was in tears, and as she stepped forward to help her baby sister, Kwest grabbed her hand, restraining her. Darius rolled his eyes. Parties at G Major always led to drama.

"Tommy cares about me – "

Jamie cut her off. "No he doesn't Jude. I care about you. Who was there when Tommy ran off to God-knows-where and you were left alone? Who was there after you made out with him on your sixteenth birthday and he made you forget it? Who was there when you and Tommy broke up after he kissed your sister? Huh?"

Jude looked away. "Who was there when you did like Jude's song?" Everyone turned to the voice. It was Sadie. "Who said he believed in her? When you broke up with her because she couldn't get your stupid job back, who was there? Who was there to play foosball with her when you blamed her for a death that wasn't her fault? Who supported her in and out of the studio, on anything?"

"Tommy," Jude whispered and looked over her shoulder to find him walking over to her now.

Jamie rolled his eyes. "You're gonna get hurt."

"Jamie," Jude said. "I'd rather take the chance and be with someone I love then play it safe with someone I don't."

Tommy placed a hand on Jude's hip and put his lips to her ear. "You wanna get out of here?" he whispered. Jude nodded and Tommy grabbed her hand. Everyone watched them walk away hand-in-hand.

"Ugh, I just wanna get out of here!" Jude exclaimed. Tommy led her over to his blue motorcycle.

"Anywhere you wanna go Jude," he said and held out a helmet. Jude took it in her hands and looked down at it.

"Anywhere?" she asked. Tommy nodded. "Take me to your house."

"OK," Tommy said and put a helmet over his head. "Get on," he said, his voice muffled.

At Tommy's apartment, Jude kicked off her shoes and sat on the couch. "Jude," Tommy said. "You OK?"

"No, not really," she responded. "I wanna write a song." Tommy took her hand and dragged her off the couch.

"Sit on the floor."

Jude sat on the floor and Tommy brought over his guitar and a pad and pen. He set the guitar down on the ground and pulled off his shirt and then picked up the guitar. He sat down across from her and smiled.

"Whatcha got, girl?"