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Have you read the story Natural Disaster? It's AMZING! Go read it, like now!
Oh, and I don't own Instant Star or anything.
Wow. So I just wrote this chapter, and I'm surprised it ended the way it did…hmm.
Oh and for those of you who don't know, Everclear is a drink that if you drink to much of can kill you. Yeah.
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As soon as they made their way to the club, the group dispersed. Jude made her way to the bar, SME and Oasis went to the VIP lounge, and Tommy and Ivy went off to dance. Jude plopped down at the bar, and ordered Everclear, straight. The bartender raised his eyebrows, and shook his head.
"Sorry, lady, no can do." , he yelled over the music. Jude looked up went into her bag and pulled out a hundred dollar bill.
"I said", staring the bartender down, "Everclear. Straight." The man looked uneasy, but he took the money and gave Jude the alcohol. She took a sip, and winced at the taste and put the drink down. She turned around and looked onto the dance floor. Tommy and Ivy were practically having sex on the dance floor. She sighed, and took another sip of her drink.
About a half hour later, Jude was drunk. She had left the bar and was now with the crowd dancing. A familiar song came on, and she turned, and started grinding with a guy. She looked up and could barely make him out.
Ladies up in here tonight
No frighting, no fighting
We got the refugees up in here
No fighting, no fightingShakira, Shakira
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
She pulled the man closer, his leg in between her legs. She looked up and saw bright blue eyes. As the song continued, Jude lost more control of herself. She turned around and she and the mystery continued to bump and grind. She felt the contours of his body as she ran her hands on him, and looked up. She could slightly recognize the man, with dark messy hair and eyes so blue they could be the sky. The end of the song was coming, Jude couldn't take it. She threw her hands around the man's head and raised herself up, and kissed him, hard. She thought the man was kissing her back when all of a sudden someone pulled her off of him and pulled her outside, throwing her against a dumpster.
"You're a fuckin' whore, you know that?", a woman hissed. Jude looked up and saw a short woman who looked very, very, angry.
"I 'unno wha' you're talkin' about", Jude slurred. She attempted to get up, but fell back, hitting her head.
The woman knelt Jude, and moved her, and slapped her across the face. Jude opened her eyes, only to have them be met by a very angry Ivy.
"Stay the hell away from Tommy, Jude. You don't know anything about him, and don't even think of dancing with him like that or even make one move on him again. He's MINE", she hissed, getting up. She left Jude in the alley, who eventually fell asleep, feeling the techno beats pounding in her chest.
A few hours later, Speed went to go find Jude. She wasn't at the bar where she could usually be found. The group was waiting out front, with no sight of Jude or Tommy and Ivy. Speed sighed. He figured that Tommy and Ivy had gone off with each other, but he had to find Jude. He tore back into the club, looking for her flaming red hair through the crowd, which he couldn't.
He went back to the bar, and asked the bartender if he'd seen a girl with dark red hair, a green halter, and mini-skirt. He nodded and handed over her bag and told him she had gone out back with someone.
Speed ran out back to find Jude slumped on the dumpster, sleeping. He had to laugh slightly, but realizing she might be drunk he was worried. He picked her up, and threw her over his shoulder. She slightly stirred, which relieved him.
They got back into the limo, and went back to the hotel. Speed carried her to her room, got her key out of her bag and laid her down on the bed.
"Ughh", Jude moaned, and opened her eyes slightly. He went to the bathroom and wet a cloth, and placed it on her forehead.
"Shh, Jude", he whispered, "I'm here. Everything will be okay".
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"I go to the bathroom for TWO seconds, Tommy! And I come back to see you basically with another girl!", Ivy yelled as Tommy and herself made their way into her apartment.
"Iv, it was just DANCING!", Tommy replied, defeated. He didn't know what had gotten into him. Jude had obviously been drunk, her breath definitely reeked of alcohol when she kissed him.
"Just dancing?", Ivy was close to tears, "Tommy, you were on top of her, or she was on top of you, or something!", her voice lowered to a whisper, "This", she motioned between the two of them, "Isn't all about sex for me Tom! I mean I- I love you Tommy", she stuttered, and looked up. Tommy looked like someone had punched his gut. He certainly wasn't expecting that. "But you obviously don't feel the same…I think I'll go", Ivy started making her way out of the hotel room.
Tommy regained his composure and went after her. "Iv, come on.", but she refused to fall for this again.
"No, Tommy. No 'come on'! How do I know you won't be like that back in Canada? Huh?", she asked pleadingly.
"You just…you have to believe in me Ivy!", he yelled, "I don't know what I can do to make you believe that I love you!" Ivy's tearstained face looked up at him.
"Do you, Tommy? Or am I just a safety?", she asked. Ivy didn't' know what was going on. She had never been like this before. But last time was different. Last time, she wasn't alone inside.
Tommy moved closer to Ivy and kissed her softly. He looked down at her.
"Ivy. I love you. I'm ecstatic you're coming home with me. Really, I am. You're not a safety, Iv. You never have been" Tommy said convincingly. Ivy looked up at him and sighed. He looked at her, with pleading eyes, and she smiled and kissed him.
"That's what I thought, can't resist Quincy", he said while laughing. She rolled her eyes and they continued to kiss, and fell onto the bed, once more.
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Speed had gone back to his room once Jude woke up in the middle of the night. She yelled at him and told him to get out. Later on, after she changed into her pajamas, she threw up for about an hour or two, until about 4 am, and went to lay down.
She couldn't sleep and felt herself getting hot. She got up and opened the door to go to the ice machine, only to find Aiden standing across the hall.
"Aiden!", she croaked in surprise, "Why are you outside my room…at 4 am?", she asked.
"Funny", he said in a low voice, "I could ask you why I saw Spiederman leave here around 2. Won't give it up to me, but you will to your guitarist? A little hypocritical Jude" he said menacingly.
He went up to her and looked at her. She looked like a mess, her hair in a shambles, her clothes soaked through with sweat. Her cami was hanging low, exposing a fair amount of cleavage, and her pants were barely covering her butt, exposing her underwear.
He chuckled under his breath and pulled Jude close to him.
"Aiden, what are you doing!", she whispered, "I'm going to get ice! I feel like hell!"
"I'll bet you do", he said darkly.
"Aiden, stop it!", she moaned. She couldn't think straight, her head was killing her, and she was so hot she could barely stand it. He held onto her wrists and pushed his way into the dark hotel room, and kissed her fiercely.
Jude tried to break away. "Aiden", she was about to cry, "Stop it, please! Aiden! Aiden, you're hurting me!", she yelped, "Please stop…I'm leaving today!", she groaned.
"I think I should give you something to remember me by", he whispered in her ear. Jude closed her eyes, and the tears came. I want to go home, how can this all be happening in 24 hours? She laughed at the irony of that being her first song's title. Aiden continued to kiss her.
"Stop, Aiden, please stop!", she groaned as he took off his shirt. She opened her grey-blue eyes and saw his green ones dancing evilly in the dark on top of her. He held her hands with one of his own.
He swooped down and kissed her neck as he pinned her down with his body weight, and his hands moved up her shirt, fondling her. She cried harder. This was betrayal.
"No", she whispered. She was to weak to move as he pulled her shirt off, and her pants down.
"No", she whispered again, as tears continued to fall. He took off his boxers and entered her. He moaned as she cried.
"No, no, no", she kept saying. She refused to respond, she was too weak. He slapped her.
"Shut up, slut", Aiden hissed. She cried as she felt him tense and release. He pulled out of her, but continued touching her. She cried, but was too tired to move her arms to push him off of her.
"No, no, no, no, no", she kept repeating. She felt sick knowing that she thought she had felt something for the thing that now lay beside her.
"Tell anybody about this, Jude", Aiden whispered menacingly, "I'll find out. I always do" He pulled on his wife beater and boxers, and left the room, leaving Jude to cry herself to sleep.