A/N First of all I would like to thank you for the reviews! And yes it's going to continue! I wrote three chapters in a short amount of time and haven't since! And I also am not sure why it was underlined? It won't happen again (I hope). But once again I appreciate the reviews and as the story goes on I would love to hear your thoughts both negative and positive!
Lucy had woken up to the smell of bacon grease one morning. It was not long after Jude had come back to America, and she had praised him for that. She rolled over and smiled while stretching. Her eyes fluttered open and she yawned. She was a little stiff from the night before. They had gone to gig Sadie's friend was having and everyone was worn out. Max had left with some girl the night before and everyone else poured into the beds at about four a.m.
Lucy rubbed the sleep from her eyes and walked lightly into the kitchen to find Jude humming while standing over a frying pan. The grease splattered up at him and he jumped back.
"Well if it's going to be like that you bugger." He replied while moving the bacon around.
Lucy laughed and Jude turned around surprised.
"You should have stayed in bed…I was going to bring it in to you." He flashed her his smile and she melted a little. "I made enough for us, a little romantic morning, eh?"
"Well you better keep on fryin'," Sadie said walking into the kitchen and pulling some juice out of the fridge. "We all smelled it, and we all want some." She smiled as she took a swig.
Jude rolled his eyes and Sadie chuckled. "Oh come on Jude…I make you breakfast all the time."
"I wouldn't count corn flakes as a hard dish to prepare dear." Jude replied.
"Depends on how you look at it."
Lucy walked over and wrapped her arms around Jude's waist and sank against his back. He turned around and faced her, pushing her head up with his hand. "Good morning, love." He smiled before planting a kiss on her forehead.
"More like afternoon but I'll be fine with either." Lucy replied while sinking into his chest.
Jude turned around and finished frying up the bacon and then tossed some eggs in a skillet for everyone to enjoy. Jojo woke up soon after and headed to the kitchen to koin the others. Finally when everyone had sat down and started eating Max came flying through the door.
"Jesus Max!" Jojo exclaimed still waking up.
"The door…it was sticking…again." Max replied scratching the back of his head.
"It never sticks." Lucy responded.
"It does when you're trying to get away from a one night stand that wants you to meet up for dinner." Max moaned slamming the door shut. Jojo jumped again.
Everyone laughed and Sadie shook her head, "That's why you need to find yourself someone steady."
"Trust me the only 'steady' people I know are old enough to be my grandma or young enough to be my child." Max sat down next to Jude and grabbed two pieces of bacon off his place and took a sip of his orange juice.
Jude put his fork down and leaned back in his chair and eyed Max. "Is there anything else I can do for ya mate?"
"Yea…unbutton your pants so I don't have to fight with that."
Everyone let out a laugh, even Jojo who was clearly not a morning person, even at 1 in the afternoon.
The rest of the breakfast conversation was light and dry. Max talked about how crazy his one night stand was, and how everything in her place was pink and Sadie talked about a gig she was playing Monday night. Lucy fumbled around to find Jude's hand under the table and she caught his smile when she gripped onto it. He gave her a squeeze back and she smiled, too.
Sadie offered to the dishes so Jude and Lucy headed back to their room. Lucy laid down next to Jude and kissed him lightly.
"That breakfast was wonderful."
"You're pretty wonderful yourself love." Jude said rolling over and pinning her down, he kissed her back and ran his hands through her hair.
"Did I mention the bitch had pink SLIPPERS…slippers! To match her pink curtains and her pink god damned finger nails!" Max screamed as he walked into Jude's room.
Lucy sighed and Jude looked up. "Are we really still on that topic?"
"Only if you're really still on top of my sister."
Jude laughed and Max shook his head. "I'm just messing…but in all honesty, you get her knocked up…I'm not raising no kid!"
"What makes you think you'd raise it?" Lucy asked a bit agitated.
"Well Jude's a good guy…but I don't think he would know what to do with a kid."
Lucy through a pillow at him and Max jumped. Jude laughed at the two of them.
"I'll make me exit." Max whispered in a low voice before leaving the room.
Lucy looked into Jude's eyes and smiled. "I think you'd make a good father."
"That means a lot coming from a girl who doesn't any babies." Jude said smiling.
Lucy ran her hands through his messy curls and smiled again. Jude rested his head on her chest and felt so content with where he was in life. Lucy smiled at the ceiling while Jude began drifting into sleep. She thought how absolutely perfect this was, and how something would have to go wrong…it always did. She drew in a long breath and closed her eyes before falling asleep.
That was only a week and a half before Prudence invited everyone over for a house party. They strolled down the street, hand in hand, high enough on life to not care about anything else. Lucy and Jude, Jude and Lucy…everyone else seemed pretty oblivious at this point.
Walking into Prudence's was like walking into a carnival. There were lights and music and drinks everywhere. And standing in the center of it wall was Prudence. About ten people stood in other places of the room and they all looked exactly like everyone else…laid back and free. Prudence introduced everyone but no one had any intentions of remembering names, they just wanted to have a good time.
Jude sipped on his punch while watching Lucy dance with prudence. He kept eying the boy who kept eying her. He was a bit mischievous looking. He watched him walk up to Lucy and startle her a bit. She nodded her head and then leaned in to ask Prudence something. Prudence took her by the arm and they went to the back of the apartment.
Jude took another sip of his drink before getting another.
"I thought you were going to take it easy sailor?" max asked watching Jude down yet another cocktail.
"It's hard to kick the habit when you do it for so long."
"It's easier to kick the habit the sooner ou decide to do so."
Jude fixed his gaze on Max and took another sip. "Look man, I'm not hurting anyone."
"Just your liver." Max said smiling.
Jude shrugged it off and stood up.
"Where do you think Pru took Luce…and that one character?"
"I have no idea…I haven't been looking."
"Well will you go look with me?" Jude asked.
Max stood up and patted his back. "If it makes you feel better then yes I will."
They crossed the living room floor and headed towards the back of the apartment. They walked through a long hallway all-full of locked doors, but they found one with light coming from underneath. Jude knocked and the door opened lightly.
"Who are you?" The mischevious looking boy asked.
"I'm Jude…I believe we met a while ago…forgive me though I don't recall your name."
The boy had a sour look on his face and her eyes were bloodshot.
"John."
Jude nodded. "Well John…I was wondering if Lucy was with you?"
John looked over his shoulder and then back at the two boys standing on the opposite side of the door. "Well man I-"
"JUDE!" Lucy exclaimed jumping up and running for the door. John sighed and walked towards the back of the room.
Jude felt Lucy grasp onto his body and she was shaking, but smiling and laughing.
"Luce…what's all this?"
"I just love that you're here! Come on come on you have to do this!"
Lucy pulled Jude in and then grabbed Max with her other hand. They plopped down onto a couch and Jude noticed a white dust formed into a few lines lying on a mirror next to them. He winced a little and then looked at Lucy. She was so alive with fire and rambling on and on about how good she felt.
"Is this safe?" he asked looking up at Prudence and John.
"It's cocaine." John replied lighting a cigarette. "It just makes you feel like pot…only not as down."
Max shrugged his shoulders. "If Nam didn't kill me neither can this." He laughed while Prudence handed him a rolled up dollar bill.
Jude watched everyone around him snort these lines through their nose. He thought it wouldn't be that bad so he, too decided to try it on for size.
The initial shock of the cocaine hitting his brain wasn't bad. The drain from the nasal cavity to his throat was something awful that he never wanted to feel again. He couldn't blow his nose because that would take the high away and he couldn't sneeze even though every six seconds he wanted to.
He hated this. The feeling he felt was numbness and anxiety. His heart was pounding through his chest and he was shaking his leg nervously.
Lucy smiled at him when she noticed how nervous he looked. "Jude…what is it?"
"I don't want to be here." Jude reacted standing up quickly almost knocking the table over."
"Hey…" John replied steady the table. "What the fuck was that for?"
"He didn't mean to." Prudence chimed in.
John shook his head and focused on Lucy. Jude felt nervous but didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to leave.
Lucy stood up and put her hands on his face. "Jude what's wrong?"
"I just want to go." He stammered, now shaking.
"Oh my god…what's wrong?"
"He drank a lot Luce…" Max replied. "He's probably not feeling too hot."
"That'll do you in for the night. Shouldn't mix," John snickered while putting his cigarette out.
Jude didn't have the ability to respond to anything. Max stood up and helped him out of the room. Lucy followed behind.
"Thank you." She said before shutting the door. John eyed her with amazement and waved towards her.
Max whistled to Jojo and Sadie and soon they were all walking down the stairs to the street below. Jude was mumbling on and on about how sick he felt and how nervous he was about falling. Jojo and Max helped him down the street while Sadie held Lucy's hand on the way home.
"What is he on?" Sadie asked looking at Lucy.
"Well cocaine and his alcohol….go figure."
"Cocaine? Jude doesn't do that."
"He did tonight…we all did."
"Then how come you are all okay?"
"We didn't drink as much as he did. He puts them down like crazy."
Sadie looked at Lucy's sad eyes and squeezed her hand. Lucy wiped her eyes and sighed. "I just want to get home and get him to bed."
Jude was going on and on about how long of a walk it was and when Sadie unlocked the door they took his to his room and laid him down. He wasn't tired, more awake than ever but Lucy kept trying to coax him into sleep.
"I'm not tired love…I just…please promise me you'll never do that again…I feel so awful…so sick."
Lucy sighed as she untied his shoes and grabbed a pair of sweat pants for him. "You drink too much Jude."
He shook his head. "It was that powder that did me in tonight."
"No, it's the drink, it does you in every night."
Jude laid down not wanting to fight. He knew it bothered Lucy that he drank but what else could he do when she was pulling 10 hour days and never home.
Lucy sat down next to him and looked into his eyes. "You scared me tonight. Please just get some rest."
Jude looked up into the blue color of her eyes that were pooling full of tears. "I'm sorry love…I'll get better…for your sake."
He was slurring his speech and Lucy was tired and she just wanted the night to end.
He reached up and brushed hair from her face. "Just….just please…promise me you'll never do that stuff again. It probably is the mixing that made me feel like this…but I have a bad feeling about it…and about the character."
Lucy shrugged. "He was nice Jude, and I had fun…it feels good."
Jude reached up towards her hair again. "Lucy….what if it's really bad for you?"
Lucy sighed and laid down. "Just go to sleep, please Jude. We'll talk in the morning."
Jude was already almost out when she hit the pillow.