Since I Don't Have You
Chapter 4: Come Back To Me
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I sat in the chair next to her bed. The monitors beeping slowly. Her breathing was even slower. I gently took her hand in my own, not wanting to disturb the wires and tubes surrounding her.
"Jude, I'm so sorry." I brushed my lips across the free skin of her hand. I've never been emotional but I feel something near the surface. I don't know what I was apologizing for. Her being in the hospital. How I'm always hurting her. Just being me. I could apologize for so many things.
I heard the door open, I looked back to see Sadie standing there, watching me. "What?" I growled at her. Turning back to Jude's lifeless body. I don't need anymore people seeing me like this.
"You need to hurry. You can't stay in here much longer." She was surprisingly sympathetic to me as I clasped further onto Jude's hand.
"They'll have to drag me outta here. I'm not leaving her like this."
"Tom," she placed a hand on my shoulder, trying to... comfort me I guess. "You're just going to make this harder for everyone. Come on we'll get some coffee."
"No," I moved away from her horrible touch.
"Do you want to get that nurse in trouble for letting you in here?" She's trying to guilt me out of here? "Tom you'll see her later. I'm sure she's not going anywhere." Not the best way to lighten the mood. I frowned at her, showing her that its not appreciated. "Sorry," she looked sheepish as she grabbed my hand and took me from the room.
♪I don't have plans and schemes, And I don't have hopes and dreams, I-I-I don't have anything, Since I don't have you.♪
I'm positive I'm in the fifty's. This is too much like Grease and Crybaby. Wait! Is Johnny Depp going to be here? If he is I'm not going to try to find my way home. But I'm no Allison, even though I'm dressed like her and I can sing.
"Miss Harrison!" I was shocked out of my daydreams of Mr. Depp by the large, sweaty math teacher in front of me. If he gets any closer to me I'm going to vomit from the smell of him. Is deodorant not reliable in this era? Do they have deodorant?
"Yes?" I answered timidly. I don't want any attention on me. I could ruin the time/space... thing. I could change the future.
"What is the answer to the question on the board?" I looked up at the chalk board and then the equation. He really wants me to answer that? I couldn't answer that to save my life. Its a good thing I think I'm dead.
"Me and math are not friends. We're not even frienemies." Maybe I shouldn't have used that word. I looked around to see all the kids looking at me strangely. I don't know much of the lingo for this time frame.
The teacher, if I knew his name it might help, had a brow raised as he stared at me. "Mr. Andrews, the answer please." I waited for the boy to speak. I knew instantly that the voice was Jamie's.
I wanted to look back at him but I didn't want it to be obvious I was looking at him. So this is an alternate universe, where everything is the same except the time period. I'm so dead.
The class dragged on and on. There was no end in sight. Spied was staring off into space when I flashed him a glance. I think he has a Jude sense, seconds later he turned and caught me looking at him.
I started to tap my fingers against the wooden desk top. Maybe if I annoy the teacher enough he'll throw me out of the class. I saw the anger building in him. I just kept up with my drumming, watching as he raised his brows at my blatant disrespect.
Lucky for him, all of us really, the bell rang. Spied was at my side, picking up my book and walked me to my next class. I could see Jaime with a look of hate in his eyes. Please don't tell me he's jealous of Spied.
"Thanks Spied." I took my things from him and entered the class. Not much happened from the walk to here. Spied blathered on about his... his... I'm not sure. I didn't really give him that much attention.
I found a seat near the back and plopped into the chair. I was gazing out of the window to my left, thinking about how it would be to be home. Seeing my parents and Sadie. Jamie. Tommy.
Well I am seeing them, just not the way I wanted. There was a tap on my shoulder, the hand preceded to run down my arm, sending shivers along with it. I looked up to meet familiar blue eyes staring back at me.
I couldn't think of anything to say to him. I mean, what am I supposed to say? "Hi, you look hot no matter the decade"? I've never been flustered by him like I am now. I continued to stare up at him dumbly, he looks exactly the same as he does in the twenty first century. But somehow more gorgeous than ever.
I finally found my voice, "Who are you?" Did that sound convincing?
"Tom," was all he said as his sly smirk appeared again.
"So you're Tom? I've heard about you," I saw his smirk grow, "from Spied." I purposely use his nickname to see how Tommy would react.
"And what did he have to say?" His voice was flat as he looked annoyed. I guess I hit a nerve.
"Can't really say." I don't think I'm brave enough to say that he's want to overthrow him. "But Wally said plenty."
"Wally?" I nodded and smiled at him. "Aren't you going to tell me?" He leaned closer to me, I felt his breath on my face. If he's trying to distract me, it's working.
"He said I was yours. Now what does that mean?" Just because I'm in the time of female submission doesn't mean I'm going to fall in line. I watched as his brows quirked, like he was taken aback by what I said. "Aren't you going to tell me?" I threw his line back at him.
He lucked out because the teacher started to speak. I turn away from him but not before I flashed him my own taunting simper.
♪I don't have plans and schemes, And I don't have hopes and dreams, I-I-I don't have anything, Since I don't have you.♪
I was looking around the nurses and doctors walking with purpose around the floor. I saw my chance to get back to Jude and I took it.
She looked like she had more color than the last time I saw her, fifty minutes ago. I would've been here sooner if it wasn't for Sadie and Kwest taking me to see everyone else. Kyle was still struggling to breathe, they hopefully save Wally's leg, E,J. isn't doing any better, and Spied... well Spied hasn't woken yet.
Jamie arrived twenty minutes ago and has been going between everyone. He's bounced to every room but hasn't been able to get into Jude's room. Darius put security detail at her door when a crazy photographer broke in.
I'm pretty good friends with the guys so they let me right in. I took the same hard plastic chair as I was in earlier. Carefully I held her hand, she didn't respond or react as she always did when I touched her. "Jude. Girl, you can't leave me," it was becoming harder to speak with each word. "I need you." I haven't cried in years, I don't want to start now.
"I thought about you all summer. Wanting to see you. I'm just finding out now how I took you for granted. I know that I can't be without you. I-"
"Tom." I guess someone took pity on Jamie, he's the one who cut in on my confession. I've always wanted to strangle him but this time I just might do it. "Could you?" He motioned to the door with the tilt of his head.
I gave him a stiff nod and left the room. If I act on my impulse I will most likely end up in jail. I've been there before, never want to go there again. He's in a hospital, he'll get immediate attention. I watched through the glass as he sat in the chair I vacated. Holding her hand in his unworthy one.
"Hey Kwest. Any news?" He shrugged slightly, not really having the energy to lift his shoulders anymore. He was barely able to keep his eyes open. "Kwest, go sleep. You're ready to fall over. Sadie's sleeping in the waiting room. Keep her company for me?" He didn't say anything, just lugged himself away.
"Who are you?" I heard the nurse speak to Jaime inside of Jude's room. Her voice gruff with irritation.
"Jamie Andrews. Jude's my girlfriend," he was twisted in his chair, not letting go of her hand.
"Girlfriend? But I thought..." She looked at me and was started to point, but she stopped herself and told him to leave the room immediately. He did what he was told and she went about her business, checking Jude for whatever they check for.
"Why didn't anyone call me sooner?" He was scrapping my last nerve, his attitude wasn't well received.
"Why are you asking me? I don't have your number." I did, Jude gave it to me so I could reach her no matter what. I deleted it as soon as she left the room.
"I should've known it was you who was supposed to call me." He spat as he glared at me. Where is this coming from? I just said I don't have his number. If he talks to me like that again I'm not to be held responsible for my actions.
"Jamie you should go now before I lose my temper." I was gritting my teeth the whole time. There's no one here to stop me and I doubt the nurses could save him.
I saw the anger in him building but he walked away. He knows damn well that he can't take me. Can't compete with me. Especially when it comes to Jude.
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Thanks, Eternita14. I'm an awesome nerd! Keeping up the Tommy Torture since 6/10/07.
