I'm so sorry that I has been this long since I wrote and I'm even more sorry that this isn't a long chapter. I have my reasons, though (birthday, being sick, getting better, being sick again). But I'll try to write more soon and make up for it :) Enjoy!

Episode 11: Voodoo

2 days later

Jamie (Canada)

Awkward doesn't even begin to describe this. Kwest is sitting at my right, Sadie on my left and Spiederman and Karma are in front of me.
In the end, I talked Kwest into hiring Sadie, but he hasn't said a word to her ever since. Sadie, happy to take the job, is trying everything to get his attention and forgiveness.
Yesterday, Karma showed up, saying she quit G Major and wanted a record deal with Nana's Basement. I don't know who looked more surprised: me or Spiederman. Apparently she decided that her marriage was more important than a TV show and a duet with Shay. The look on her face when she saw that the recording studio was in an actual basement was priceless, though.
So now we're all sitting here. Karma's talking to Kwest about her music, Spiederman is trying to make Sadie more comfortable with awkward jokes and I'm sitting here watching it all.
From the outside it seems like a normal meeting, but everyone can feel the tension in the room.
I wish Zeppelin was here, but she helping putting up posters for Spiederman's first gig.
Thanks to Sadie, all that stuff is now taking care of. Even I didn't know she was that good. Darius lost big this week: his best assistant and one of his artists. Ouch.
I didn't expect Karma to be this happy, but she seems thrilled to be working with Kwest again.
I'm getting lost in my thoughts when suddenly an awkward silence falls. Apparently everyone's done talking at the same time.
I clear my throat and decide it's time to do something about this tension.
"Kwest, can I talk to you for a second? In private?"
He nods and we go upstairs.
"You've got to do something about this man. You have to accept that Sadie is working here. You agreed to her working her, remember?"
"It's not because I agree that I have to like it." He says stubbornly.
"Yeah. I know. She hurt you. I get that." I say. "But at some point, you're going to have to see past that. She's been working her butt of for the last two days now and she's done more than we could've hoped for. She's amazing at what she does and we need her. And I can't be the person stuck in between you anymore. I don't want to have to go back and forth between you two, instead of having a conversation with the two of you together. Give her a chance to show you that she's worth it."
I leave Kwest standing there and I go outside. The last two nights Sadie has been working late and every time I told her to go home, she broke down. She keeps her act together the entire day, but at night she breaks down. It's hard on her that Jude's not here, so I guess she chose me as her replacement to talk to. Not that I don't want to, but I'm kind of getting sick of it. I'm not a shrink. These two should be together. Everyone knows it.

Sadie
Spiederman's jokes aren't helping. I never thought he was funny and I'm not starting to now. After what has to be the lamest joke in the history of Spiederman jokes, I tell him I've had enough. Just when the conversation between Kwest and Karma stops too. I try to look at Kwest out of the corners of my eyes, but Jamie is blocking the view. Jamie's been amazing these last couple of days.
Jude, not so much.
She rarely picks up her phone and when she does, the conversation doesn't even last a minute. I guess she doesn't need me anymore now that she has Tommy back. Figures.
Then Jamie takes Kwest outside and my stomach drops. Karma and Spiederman are looking at me, because we all know what this is about.
I sigh and close my eyes.
I'm so tired. I know I've been working too much, but I just want to keep myself busy so I don't have to think.
I open my eyes again and stare at the table until Spiederman says: "He'll come back to you, you know."
"Excuse me?"
"Kwest. He'll come back to you. You belong together."
I've never seen Spiederman this serious, it almost makes me laugh.
But then Karma chimes in: "Sadie, listen to Spiedy. Trust me, Kwest will come to you. Just be patient."
I sigh. Being patient isn't really my forte, but I'll try. I have to try.
And I hope these two are right, because I don't know what to do if Kwest doesn't forgive me.

Jude (London)
I never thought one song would fix it all, and I didn't. But we're better now. Tommy lost that crazy look in his eyes, and the nightmares are gone too. Sometimes he still stares into space, but when I grab his hand, he always comes back to me.
The bad news though, is that his job as Instant Star judge is almost over. Well, at least the part where he resides in Europe is almost over. And it sucks.
He only has one week left. A week full of work. The last three people in the running for Instant Star Europe are chosen and now they have to compete in the big finale.
I only see him early in the morning and late at night, but I guess we just have to deal with this.
I'm flipping through the channels on TV, when Tommy walks in. "Darius fired Sadie and Karma's left G Major."
"WHAT?"
"Yeah, that's what I said. Apparently, Sadie was going out with Kwest when she just slept with Darius, so he fired her. And he tried to make Karma do another TV show, and instead of being her usual media loving self, she walked out on him!"
Tommy sits down next to me. "She even deliberately missed out on a duet with Shay."
"Shay?" I ask. God, this is getting more and more messed up.
"Yeah. Darius is pulling out the big guns, because G Major isn't doing that well anymore. As soon as I get back, I have to go on tour."
I bite my lip. I wasn't expecting that. I wasn't expecting any of it.
"I thought you said you made Darius promise you didn't have to tour."
"Yeah, I did. But the deal is of the table. It's touring or losing my job. And I don't care everyone's running over to Nana's Basement now, I'm not working for Andrews."
That almost makes me laugh.
"He's not that bad, you know that. But you're right, you and him working together wouldn't go so well."
He pulls me to his shoulder and kisses my head. "I don't know what to do."
"I don't think you have a choice, really." I say, disappointed.
"I don't think I do either."
We stay quiet for a while, until he says: "What about you? How's your album going? Planning a tour yet?"
I smile. "The album's almost done, but they're not planning a tour yet. They want to see if the albums sells or not, I guess."
"There's no doubt in my mind that it will."
I crawl onto his lap and put my arms around him. "Maybe... One day... We could tour together..."
"Together?"
I nod, smiling. "Then we would never have to miss each other again."
And I shouldn't have said that. Because now the look is back.