Ok, here's the next update. I hope you'll like it. Not my best through, but it's stressful in school already, it's getting serious now, and all teachers tell us how this next one year and an half will be sooo important and stuff... School sucks...

Anyways, enjoy reading and don't forget to review, right now I can use anything that makes me smile even more. I hate school. Standing up early, having homework with no end... I just hate it... ;)


Mistaken – Chapter 11

Jude was sitting in her favorite bar. She had been here the first time a few days ago when Johnny had hit her for the first time. She had come here after Johnny had finally fallen asleep and she had downed a few drinks until she had been drunk enough to stop crying. Today she was wearing just like back then a wig with blonde long hair and dark sunglasses. The only difference to her other visits was that this time she had called Megan to meet her in the bar. It was only a matter of minutes until she'd arrive so Jude was downing another shot, just to be sure.

"Hey, I'm here. Sorry it took me so long. So, what's the emergency?" Megan asked out of breath when she sat down next to Jude.

"An emergency? Did I say that? I was just overreacting, sorry. Everything's fine." Jude babbled, with a fake grin. "Everything's just perfect. Tommy's back, you know. With his sister. They were at my concert. He said he's sorry for everything. Isn't that great?"

"What? Tommy's back and he actually had the nerves to talk to you?" Megan questioned disbelievingly and stunned.

"Yes, he has, or had. Right after Shay got rid of Johnny Tommy was suddenly there. Strange coincidence, don't you think?" Jude continued, motioning to the barkeeper to bring her another glass.

"Jude, I think you got enough for today." Megan began and took the new drink from Jude's hands.

"No, I haven't had even closely enough. I still can remember what happened." Jude pouted and reached for her drink but Megan put it out of Jude's reach.

"Jude, I thought we had talked this through already! You're over Tommy, you two are done. Besides, aren't you with Johnny now?"

"Johnny, right, my boyfriend. He's perfect. And he really loves me. He actually says it to me and he hasn't stood me up on our first date. And he never dated my sister, did he? He's perfect, isn't he?" Jude rambled on and on and Megan just shook her head at her friend. It was so like Jude to get into this situation because of Tommy.

"I'll take you over to my place and there you'll sleep first, and about the Tommy-matter, I'll take care of it. He won't bother you again." Megan promised the drunk Jude with a grim and evil grin.

"What are you taking care of? Me or Tommy?" Jude giggled. "But don't let him go away again, yeah? Everything, just don't make him leave again. HE can't leave me again. Please." Jude began crying out of the blue and couldn't stop until they had arrived at Megan's flat. There Jude crashed on the couch and fell asleep after a few seconds.

The next morning Jude went home at 10 a.m. she had already taken three aspirins and had been drinking like five cups of coffee and she was actually starting to feel pretty good again. Like the headache, she had when she had woken up, had never been there.

She climbed out of her car and searched in her purse for the keys while walking to the door. When she was on the first step she looked up and stopped in her motions. She was seeing red, everything in front of her was red. The whole porch was full with red roses. Even around the door knob were some roses.

"Tommy?" Jude whispered totally stunned and speechless.

"Who's Tommy and why would he send you roses?" Johnny's playfully angry voice asked from behind. Jude spun around and faced her smiling boyfriend. She smiled back happily and kissed him softly.

"No one you need to worry about. Just someone who has a lot of apologizing to do." Jude said and kissed him again, this time with more passion.

"Good to know. I would hate to blow this day off. And believe, you'd hate it too, especially if it was just for some stupid boy."

"But I thought you were busy today." Jude frowned, still not getting what was going on.

"Well, I am. And so are you. I'm here to kidnap you right now and right here." Johnny laughed at her stunned face. He loved how she always was so innocent and how her face gave all her emotions away.

"Look, this is all really sweet. And no one has ever made such an effort for me, and I really love you for that, but I promised Shay to be in the studio this week, especially since this stupid TV-Show interview is tomorrow. And I didn't get to talk to him yesterday after the concert, so I gotta go, although I want nothing more but spending the day with you." Jude said pleading, her arms around Johnny's neck and her lips only a hand long away from his.

"I already thought that you'd say something like this, so I already talked to Shay days ago and I even talked to that strange guy who's running the Diamond-Records studio over here. You're free to go. Expect if you want to go to the studio, because then… well, then you're not free to go." Johnny grinned at Jude, how she opened her mouth and no words came out.

"You're speechless? I'll remember this day forever, I made Jude Harrison speechless. Unbelievable."

"Oh shut up, you're a bad, bad guy, did you know that?" Jude asked and they kissed again. Jude broke away for a moment. "Oh, but don't worry, I know that you're a softie deep inside!" Jude grinned and kissed him again, not letting him say anything.

Half an hour later Johnny and Jude climbed out of his limo, he was holding his hands from behind in front of her eyes, so that she couldn't see a thing and had to let him guide her.

"So, mystery boy, just tell me what's going on? Where are you taking?"

"Don't ruin the surprise, we're nearly there. I promise." Johnny said in a teasing sing sang voice.

"Oh come on, you're talking like we're on a travel to a place I've never been! We're still in Toronto, I know that much." Jude pleaded, dying to know what was happening. She loved surprises and found it indescribable sweet of Johnny to think of something like that, but she hated waiting for the big surprise.

"Are we in an elevator or something? Oh god, this is a really strange feeling when you can't see." Jude chuckled nervously; she had felt a shock rushing through her when she suddenly felt them moving up.

"Sorry I didn't warn you, babe. Won't happen again, promise." Johnny whispered in her ear and everything was forgotten and forgiven in a split second.

"Ok, we're there. Open your eyes beautiful!"

Jude opened her eyes and her jaw dropped. She knew they were on the roof of some sky scratcher in Toronto, but she it sure as hell wasn't looking like that. Everywhere around them were flowers and little trees, looking like a jungle. And at some spots you could still see the city through it. It looked surreal and totally amazing, like in a dream. In the middle laid a picnic blanket, covered with a basket and some things were already put out of it, but the top of a bottle of champagne was looking out of it.

"It's beautiful, amazing… Johnny, how did you do that?" Jude asked struggling for words to describe her feelings.

"I did it for you. Know when we watched that pictures in this travel agency? You said you always wanted to be in a jungle, but you'd probably miss the city. This is your personal jungle with the city, just like you wanted. I rented the roof of this building, so you can go here any time you want. I even got a yard boy, who'll take care of the flowers, plants and trees. So you can just enjoy the view."

"This is so… unbelievable. Johnny, you're the best boyfriend a girl can dream of!" Jude said still impressed while Johnny was leading her to the blanket.

A few hours later Johnny was dropping off Jude in front of her house.

"Are you sure you'll be ok alone? I could go and get you some aspirin for that headache of yours!" Johnny offered sounding worried. Jude got a bad feeling for lying to him and feinging a headache, but she couldn't go back now.

"Now, it's fine, I'll just lay down a bit and it'll be ok. This day was just perfect and everything was really sweet of you, Johnny. I'm sorry I got to cut it short." Jude apologized and looked at him with pleading eyes.

"No, it's no problem. It's your big day tomorrow, wouldn't want to mess this up. Good night, babe!" Johnny said understanding and kissed her good-bye, then he watched her going back to the house and going in, only then he drove away.

When she walked in the house she had a smile on her face. Johnny had been so sweet, charming and romantic even.

He has made such an effort, just to let me have a day off. He's really the best boyfriend I could wish for. So he hit me once or twice, but he was drunk then, that wasn't really him. He's so sweet and understanding and he really loves me. Why can't I just love him back? And why couldn't Tommy stay away for good this time? Now everything's just so complicated all over again!

Jude walked into her room and grabbed her notebook, clicking on her internet block, viewing the latest fan mail. Something she always did when she wanted to get her mind of something. It was always cheering her up when she read all those sweet and nice mails, telling her to keep on and how much they adored her.

When Jude was reading the first new mail, she was surprised and taken aback. Why would someone write that to her? She shook her head and read again, but the content didn't change and it was still what she had just read before:

Dear Jude, I'm a big fan of yours and I so love you and Johnny together! He's worth you! Quite the opposite to Little Tommy Q, he's an ass, you're totally right. I so laughed when I read what you wrote.

"What I wrote?" Jude murmured loud. She hadn't written anything in months and especially not about Tommy. She hurried back to the main page and clicked on her last entry.

"What the fuck is that?" She whispered totally shocked.

Tommy Quincy might look like a hotshot record producer but in truth he's just an insecure little boy who thinks he's a fraud.

Jude couldn't believe what she was seeing. She never wrote that, she'd never do something like that. She wouldn't even think something like that. Ok, so maybe she had when Tommy had told her she was poison or when he had left again, but she'd never write it in her blog.

Megan. She was the only one that ever heard Jude saying words like that out loud. But she wouldn't do this, would she? She wouldn't betray Jude's trust, right?

Guess I'll have to find out. And afterwards I'll have to find Tommy. Great, just what I needed when I asked for some time for myself to figure things out.

Jude stood up and left the house, heading for Megan's flat.

"Hey, Megan. Can I come in for a second?" Jude asked when Megan opened the door.

"Yeah, sure! What were you doing all day? I tried to reach you, wanted to hang out a little." Megan said while Jude was coming in, casually, like nothing was wrong at all. For a moment Jude thought that maybe, she was crazy for thinking Megan would do something like that. She was her best friend at this point of time and if Jude told her that she was suspecting her it could ruin everything.

"Hello, earth to Jude? Are you even listening?" Megan asked with an amused smile.

"Sorry, Megan. It's just strange right now. I came back from my date with Johnny and when I checked my fan mail I saw an blog that I sure as hell didn't write, insulting Tommy. I just got no idea who could have done this. Do you?" Jude asked finally after a little pause, watching Megan closely. Megan looked at her nervously and then avoided eye contact.

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Yeah, you know, maybe I've done it. Today, after you came back with me from that bar. You logged yourself in for some reason I can't remember, and when you were asleep I looked at the notebook saw it and when I thought about how devastated you were, just because of that guy, well I thought it was better this way. After all you said what I wrote yourself, just that you didn't had the nerve to put it in the net. Now it's out and Tommy'll probably leave you alone. It's better this way, believe me! You can't get back together with him."

"Oh, I can't? And you just decided that? Without even asking me? Megan, you're supposed to be my friend, not my mother!" Jude said, getting more furious with every word. She couldn't believe Megan actually did this. "What were you thinking? You know what? I don't wanna know? I don't need friends like you right now. Besides, I decide with whom I am and with whom I'm not. I decide that, no one else."

"Jude, I'm sorry. Let's just forget it, it won't happen again, I promise. I-" Megan tried to calm her down, rambling.

"No Megan, I won't just forget it. This is something I can't just forget. You betrayed my trust. You betrayed our friendship. I don't wanna see you right now. I can't believe you actually did this! I'm leaving right now and you better not show up any time soon. I don't want to see you for quite some time. Don't dare to come by without me asking for it." Jude said icily and with barely suppressed rage. Then she stormed out the flat, ran to her car and drove away. Trying to lose her anger on the highway.

When she was hours later at home again it was already getting dark. She threw her keys careless in the hallway, not even bothering to look where they landed. She took out her cell while she was walking to the living room. Ten missed calls. Most from Johnny, one from Megan and even one from Tommy. Like she'd ever call Megan or Tommy back. Megan was dead to her right now and how could she even talk to Tommy, when he thought that she had actually wrote this stuff about him. How should she explain everything and, most importantly, would he even believe her? Her whole life seemed to have turned into a bad soap-opera.

Jude contemplated for a few seconds to call Johnny, to pour out her heart, or to at least get her mind of the things for some more hours. But she knew she couldn't avoid the truth forever.

She dialed the now familiar number and was waiting for him to pick up, when her gaze fell on a white envelope on the living room table. She knew that she hadn't put it there. Jude aborted the call and went to the table, taking a closer look at the envelope. It had her name written on it in a familiar nice handwriting. Handwriting she'd recognize always and forever. Handwriting that was as familiar to her as her own.


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