So SOOOOOO SORRY! There's been so much school work (Courtesy of tons of advanced classes, and my major) and tons of home drama (Ya don't wanna know) And I haven't been able to update. I know it's horrible, especially because of where I left the story. But I really don't think you guys will mind when I post this one for you. I hope!
Please don't hate me!
On with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own instant star.
Chapter eleven Police stations, hospitals, and proposals?
The shot rang out, shattering the comfortable silence in the park. But much to his dismay, Don had only managed to hit Tommy's hand, seeing as that was what was there when he tried to shoot Jude. He surveyed the scene before him, and definitely would have continued his work, if not for the bystanders all beginning to look around, trying to figure out where the shot had come from. Seeing that he couldn't finish the job he'd started, Don picked up the gun, turned on his heal, and ran from the scene.
"TOMMY!" Jude exclaimed, having witnessed the whole thing from the ground where she lay near his feet. After getting over the shock of the ordeal, Jude stood shakily, launching herself at Tommy, and throwing her arms around him.
"You're bleeding," she observed, gingerly picking up Tommy's hand as he flinched.
"It's no big deal."
"We should get you to the hospital."
"No, Jude we should go to the police." Jude nodded, knowing that as stubborn as Tommy was, he wouldn't do anything until they had gone.
"But, let me…" Jude took off the light sweater she'd thrown on before leaving G major, revealing her black dress. She picked up Tommy's hand once again, and gingerly wrapped it in the sweater to stop the bleeding.
Jude threw her arm around Tommy's shoulder, and they walked the block back to the movie theater, and across the street to the police station. They walked in together, and Jude got an officer to talk to them. She recounted the story of what had just happened, and the police officer smiled sympathetically. He punched a code into his computer, and said "We'll find him Ms. Harrison. He won't be let off the hook, not again."
"Thank you," Jude said pulling Tommy out of the station, and across the street to his car.
"Now," she said "You're going to the hospital." Tommy nodded reluctantly, and walked around to the drivers side of the viper.
"Oh no you don't!" Jude said following him. "You can't drive like this!"
"I'll be fine," Tommy protested, attempting to unwrap his hand, but finding the pain to immense for him to do so. Jude chuckled slightly, and put an arm around Tommy.
"Come on Quincy, I'm not that bad."
"Last time you tried to drive-"
"Quincy, just get in the car." Jude said forcing him to the passengers side.
"Last time you drove this car," Tommy continued, "There almost wasn't a next time for either of us." Jude couldn't help but laugh as she climbed into the car, and pulled the keys from Tommy's pocket. The two drove in a comfortable silence to the hospital, as Tommy, who was trying to distract himself from his throbbing hand noticed how well Jude was driving. But soon Tommy was plagued with another thought, one wich was not so comforting.
'What if I can't play the guitar anymore?'
Soon they pulled up to the hospital, and Jude obviously coming to the same conclusion wore a concerned expression.
'What if he can't play the guitar anymore? What if it's my fault?'
The two walked inside rapidly, and after filling out some necessary paperwork were in a room waiting for the doctor. Tommy sat on the bed, and Jude, in a chair beside him, squeezing his good hand apprehensively.
"Hello," a woman of about twenty eight years said, as she walked into the room. "I'm doctor lazlo." "Let's see here," she said, unwrapping Tommy's hand. He winced in pain, and Jude squeezed his other hand more tightly, hoping to comfort him. "Luckily for Mr. Quincy," the doctor said, having already known the events that had occurred before walking into the room, "The bullet did not become lodged in his hand. It merely grazed it, so I'll just stitch it up, and when the wound heals, and the stitches are removed, he will have full function of his hand again." Tommy was so relieved that he hardly felt the numbing needle pierce through his cut, nor the slight tugging that the doctor was doing, as she pulled the medical thread through his hand.
"Alright then," she said. "I'll go get the release papers, and then you'll be free to go, Mr. Quincy."
When Doctor Lazlo had left, Tommy stretched, and smiled, laying back on the uncomfortable hospital bed.
"I'm sorry," Jude choked out, tears soon blurring her vision.
"It's not your fault."
"Tommy how can you say that?"
"Because it's true."
"Tommy," Jude hesitated, not wanting to say the words that she knew had to be said. "I don't think we can do this." Jude said finally.
"What? Why?"
"Because Tommy, me being with you is putting you in danger. Look what happened just walking through the park…"
"Look Jude, they're going to catch Don okay? It's going to be all right."
"I don't know if I want to take the risk that it won't be Tommy. I love you, so much, and I've wanted this… us… for so long, but Quincy, I can't let you risk your life for me. Not again."
"Jude I love you too that's why…"
"Tommy…" Jude cut in, not sure if she could take much more of this. She was already letting go of the love of her life, wasn't that enough?
"Marrie me!"
Author's note: Okay guys what do you think? Good? Bad? Horrible? Let me know. And I'm sorry for lleaving it there, but it was a good pplace to stop. Though I guess you could consider it a cliffy.
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Much love
Annie