The next morning Jude woke up before Tommy. She rolled over and looked at him; he looked so peaceful when he was asleep. She wanted to go back sleep but for some reason she felt like she needed to get out of the bed. She pulled herself out of the bed and began looking for her clothes. She could only find under ware so she put them on and borrowed one of Tommy's t-shirts. She pulled her long red and blonde curls into a ponytail and checked her self in the mirror. She walked into the kitchen in search of coffee. When she found it she made a pot and tip toed passed Tommy onto his balcony. She sat in the overstuffed chair and looked out onto the street. She was trying to get her mind off the events of the night before but it wasn't working. All she could think about was the way he touched her or the way he kissed her. She would close her eyes hoping to get rid of the thoughts only to have a vision of the night before. She had been so sexually frustrated for such a long time. She was trying to brush what happened with Tommy out of her mind but for some reason he wouldn't leave. She heard a soft waking moan come from the bedroom but she just ignored it. She turned her focus back to the street. She wondered if Tommy was feeling the same thing she was feeling. A low sleepy voice broke into her thoughts.
Tommy: A penny for your thoughts.
Jude: I could give you a dollar's worth and that still wouldn't even be half.
Tommy: What's going through that pretty little head of yours?
Jude: (coming out of no where) how can I trust you after you left me without an explanation? I have no clue what is going on with me. I'm usually the more rational person between my friends and family but for some reason I can't create a complete thought when it comes to you. Why is that? Why is it that you have that annoying affect on me? I keep going back and forth in my mind trying to understand what it is that you do to me. I can't seem to figure out the amount of fucking insanity and idiocy you put in every kiss.
Tommy: Why are you yelling at me?
Jude: I'm yelling because you make me act so fucking stupid, and I have no clue how you do it.
Tommy: What about what you do to me? You completely ignore me and have me needing to touch you. You kiss me and suddenly I'm fucking remedial. I keep telling myself that I'm going to do this the smarter way, talk to you, get to know you again and I look up and I'm waking up hoping you're next to me. So don't give me a bunch of bull shit like you're the only fucking idiot in this honey.
Jude: What the hell is wrong with me?
Tommy: Nothing is wrong with you. If there's something wrong with you than there's something wrong with me.
Jude: Oh yea, that's comforting. Tommy, what do we do now?
Tommy: We talk, because we sure as hell didn't do that last night.
Jude: We did a lot of thing but talking was definitely not one of them. So how was New York?
Tommy: It was loud and crowded.
Jude: Most people say it was fun but all you can say is that it was crowded and loud, you are truly an enigma Quincy.
Tommy: I really did have fun; I went out all the time and I got really drunk a few times.
Jude: Hey, so did I. the first time was catastrophic; I threw up all over the place. Leila had to sneak me into her brother's apartment because she couldn't take me home after all that.
Tommy: there was one day that I got so drunk that my brother had to practically carry me home. There was this one time that one of my brother's friends got drunk and fell asleep on out lawn. So we decided to wake him up without going outside so we turned the sprinklers. That would have been ok it he wasn't asleep in his under ware in 30 degree weather. He jumped up so fast he lost his only article of clothing. He ran out into the street and came with in three feet of a speeding cab.
Jude: I got a good story. There was this boy we met at a party and we became pretty good friends with him. We all went out to a club, and of course we were drinking. He got really drunk and started scouting girls to dance on the bar. Well he didn't know that those were the same girls he blew off at some party. The girls managed to get him on the bar with them, and some how managed to get him completely naked and run out the bar with all his clothes. Leila and I were to busy laughing our asses off. He got so mad at us that he flattened Shay's tires. He thought it was our car, but we all rode with Shay. Leila made fun of Shay for that for about a month and every once in a while now.
Tommy: So you and Shay are like best friends?
Jude: We were really close before he went back to Darius. We've decided to work on our relationship since he and Leila are practically in love. Who would have guessed that they would have ended up together? When they met they hated each other, Leila was working for Darius doing a bunch of shows. He was basically using her to make himself rich and that pissed Quest off. He introduced him self to her and she "introduced" Shay as the sign of Satin. I will never forget what she said "This is Shay, or as I like to call him, the sign of satin. If he's here than satin isn't to far away." I have never seen Shay so insulted.
Tommy: I'm starting to like your friend Leila.
Jude: Yea, she tends to grow on you.
Jude and Tommy talked for another three hours. They talked all about their time apart. Tommy was so happy to be back that he didn't know what to do with himself. He was back with the girl he had loved for so long. She had no idea what kind of hold she had on him, all she had to do was ask and she would get anything she wanted from him. He was trying so hard to hide the fact that the whole time he was talking to her all he could think about was the night before. She had him right where she wanted him; he was more willing to do anything last night than ever before. He realized how careful had he had to be to make sure he didn't do anything to stupid. He knew he wasn't feeling all this alone and that made him feel better, but love can always make you do crazy things.
