I'm sorry. I hate to read one of those stories that never gets updated, its annoying and I know personally, I quickly forget about it. Life just tends to pick up when I want it to slow down, and relationships, ugh that's a whole different story. I'll try and get lots posted this week.

It was hard to sit and listen to the questions her friends had to answer, questioning her own sanity, her judgment. It was hard to sit in the room, knowing that Megan was so close to her, her eyes watching her stiff movement. She had hardly slept that night, the stress of this day was overwhelming. Her emotions were high, and she knew it would be easy to make her cry at any moment.

She was becoming more and more annoyed with the people around her as the questions went on, has Kyle took the chair in front of all of them. She smoother out the line in her blue pencil skirt, her outfits were planned by the stylist at her label. She never would have chosen this, she didn't even want to be sitting there, listening to them. She rolled her eyes, as Sadie whispered something to her about sitting up straight. She wasn't her mother, and it was annoying.

"We're taking a short break, while they prepare for Vincent to take the stand." The lawyer said turning around to look at the three girls sitting directly behind him.

"Thank you." Sadie said nodding her head, pulling her phone out of her pocket. Jude knew that it was hard for her to be away from work, now that she had been promoted work was even more important to her than anything else.

"It's intense up there." Kyle whispered coming back and sitting behind the girls next to the other members of SME. "And all the press, it's worse than taking the stage naked."

"Have you ever gone on naked?" Speid asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"I don't want to picture Kyle naked, talk about something else." Karma rolled her eyes.

"What was more scary, the questions, or the looks from the reporters?" Wally asked. He had been the first one to take the stand, because he and Kyla had the least to say on the matter. He had talked about the type of person Jude was, the friend she was, how the friendship started with Mega, how he saw her, when Jude had started to back away from the friendship, simple things that were easy for him to answer. It was hard to watch how uncomfortable everyone was.

"I thought Megan was the creepiest, the way she stares." Kyle gave a fake over the top shiver.

"The room isn't very big, I'm sure she can hear you." Sadie pointed out.

Jude sighed out of frustration. She didn't want to put them through this, she didn't want to put Megan or her family through this. She wanted to forget it. "I'm going to the bathroom." She stood up, not looking at anymore. She had only made it past Sadie before she stopped and looking behind her at Gwen, who was on her heels. She could feel the anger rise in her, the sudden frustration she felt towards her assistant was boiling over. But there was nothing she could say, Gwen followed behind her, just like she always did.

"How are you doing?" Gwen asked, once inside the bathroom.

"Fine." She was short with her answer. She knew that Gwen understood how she felt about all of this, she had talked to her about it many times, but it never changed anything.

"You don't seem fine." Gwen said softly, turning to look at her. "I know this is hard, but I'm here for you Jude."

"I know." Jude sighed, feeling bad for the tone she was using with Gwen. She hadn't done anything wrong. "I just don't want to be doing this."

"You sure this has nothing to do with a certain male?" Gwen laughing, knowing that it would make Jude smile.

Jude couldn't help but laugh as she thought about the look on Tommy's face that morning as he dropped Jude and Gwen off at the court house, his final plea to Jude about him attending the hearing. "He just doesn't know when to give up."

"Do you?" Gwen asked, before the two turned to leave the bathroom. "We were all at the bowling alley, everyone saw you two."

"They saw nothing." She smiled at the girl. She was distracting her from what was happening, and that was what she needed, someone that could make her feel like it was okay not to think about what was happening. But deep in her mind and heart, she knew the only person that could fully do that job was the one person she has repeatedly asked not to come.