Chapter Thirteen: Falling Deeper

Jude stood before the mirror as Portia rushed around looking for outfits. Apparently Darius wanted her everyday clothes picked as well, her whole wardrobe to be dictated by someone she wasn't so pleased with right now. Portia could sense the distance but wasn't sure why or if she should press it.

Portia called for Jude multiple times, but she was lost in her own thoughts, "Earth to Jude!" Portia waved her hand before Jude's face, finally snapping her from it. "What's with you today?"

Jude dropped her head and shook it, "Nothing."

"Tommy?" Portia sighed.

Jude bit her lip and then turned to look at Portia, she felt a sudden burst of courage and wasn't letting it slip, "Why didn't you tell me you were married to him before?"

Portia's eyes got wide as she watched Jude walk to the vanity to sit down. She was stuttering and tripping over words before forming a complete sentence, "We don't like talking about those times."

"Yeah, but if I'm so special to him and you're the friend I thought you were, why wouldn't I know?" Jude couldn't wrap her head around this new piece of information.

Portia sighed walking closer to Jude, "It's not something we are proud of." Jude looked up to Portia who was now standing directly in front of her, her eyes begging for more information, "We did really messed up things. We didn't love each other. It was all to piss Darius off for not letting Tom be a signed artist."

"I see." Jude looked away, still not feeling better about the situation.

Portia crouched before the distressed blonde, "Jude, honey, it's not a part of either of us that I think anyone could love. We would mess with his stupid whores and D so much, it's just something we'd like to forget. I stayed friends with him because we mutually agreed it needed to end." She rested her hand on Jude's shaking knees to push herself up and continue, "We fed evil off each other ya know. He'd bring girls back just so I could come out, catch them, pretend to care, and make them cry. Can you believe this was our entertainment?" Portia laughed at herself in disgust, "And the drugs we both got into, it just made things worse."

"Shay mentioned he didn't get you guys, or why you'd even be friends. Why doesn't he know it was mutual?" Jude needed to know the ins and outs.

Portia looked at Jude with her dark mocha eyes trying to show her honesty, "Well we couldn't exactly tell everybody why we even got married in the first place. We agreed to make the ending look real. Everyone knew what kind of man Tom was, it was easy."

Jude bobbed her head trying to wrap her mind around everything, "It's just a lot to take in."

Just then Darius rushed into the dressing room with a hand over his eyes, just in case, "Jude, Tom mentioned something about a new hit! Studio NOW!"

Jude sighed not ready to face Tommy, "D I'm decent, and okay."

Darius dropped his hands to see the sadness in Jude's eyes, "You cool?"

"Yeah D, I'm fine." Jude stood up and looked between Portia and Darius with fleeting eyes and walked away. Tom had got her this job; there was no hiding from him.

She approached studio C and took a deep breath before opening the door. She watched as Tom was setting up the microphone in the studio above the piano. He looked up when he noticed eyes on him. Jude was taken back by the pained look washed over his face accompanied with puffy red eyes.

Tom walked out of the studio with a cracked voice, "Um Jude, I wanna lay down your melody and piece together something more interesting. Maybe violins and a little hip-hop accent, just some ideas."

He barely made eye contact with Jude, trying to shield how weak he'd really been. "Okay great."

Jude began to walk towards the sound booth door, but her heart began to race and flutter as their shoulders inadvertently collided. She quickly turned around to face his back. Her arms reached out and grabbed at Tom's hand. He quickly jumped under her touch and turned around. "Tommy."

"Jude, I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He blurted out almost immediately, "I'm so scared that if you find out who I really am you'll hate me."

She watched as Tom's head bowed down and just as quickly her delicate fingers graced his chin sending electric through his body. His head was brought up to meet her settled blue eyes; he noticed the lessened intensity. "Haven't you figured out it's impossible for me to hate you yet, Quincy?" He smiled lightly at the sound of his last name and shyly shook his head 'no', "Well then you're much stupider than you look."

Tom chuckled and Jude couldn't deny that hearing his happiness brought her to another level. She felt the beaming form her lips as his forehead came to meet hers, "Jude, to me, you are just so perfect. I'm scared to damage you, I'm scared to hurt you, and I'm scared of every step I take. I look at you and just keep worrying that I don't deserve you and all the bad things I've done will catch up to me. I feel like I'm fated to lose you, you're too good to be true for me."

Hearing those words, hearing the pedestal Tom kept her on; well it sent shivers through her whole body. She was never cared for like this before, it was fascinating, completely scary, and life altering. "You can break me Tommy, as long as you promise to be the one to fix me."

Tom's eyes lit up before closing and crashing his lips to hers. When their tongues met Jude's brain was reminded of all the reasons she was falling head over heals for this man; it wasn't just her heart always fighting for him, which is how she knew this was something undeniable. No matter the horrid thoughts that sometimes lurked in the depths of her mind about their impending doom, she could never stay away from this beautiful disaster attached to her lips. They pulled away to a clearing of a throat behind him.

"I always have impeccable timing, wouldn't you agree?" Chaz laughed manically behind the couple and Tom turned to him groaning.

Later that night, around 9 PM, Jude was sitting on the couch in hospitality. She had just gotten off the phone with Sadie and found, to her pleasure that her parents were in Costa Rica. She smiled to herself knowing that there was no curfew tonight and she could get away with skipping school. All she really needed was a G Major note and the school looked right past it, but her parents, not so much. Kwest noticed Jude on the couch after making a sandwich and decided to start up a conversation.

"Hey Jude!" He tried singing, but terribly failed.

Jude laughed as Kwest plopped down next to her, "Usually that's irritating, but it made me laugh so you're good."

Kwest took a bite of his sandwich and barely had it chewed before speaking, "How's Tommy?"

Jude rolled her eyes with a smile, "We've been having some moments, but besides that good."

Just then a small kiss was planted on her cheek from behind, "Really good."

Jude couldn't stop from smiling as Tom slouched over her with his arms around her. Kwest almost choked on his last bite before speaking, "Man T, I'm really proud of you. Who would've thought Tom Quincy and commitment would actually work?"

Tommy chuckled as he rested his chin on Jude's head, "I know, it's crazy." He said with an eye roll.

Jude moved her head and twisted her neck to look at Tommy, "No curfew for me tonight."

Tom stood up smiling uncontrollably; he pulled Jude by the hand and spun her around on the opposite side of the couch to get her to stand up. "Miss Harrison, I think we can call it quits for tonight."

Jude giggled hearing his sexual under tone and Kwest just groaned, "This is my cue to get the fuck away."

They all laughed as Jude met Tom on the other side of the couch for a small kiss and Kwest got up to walk away. "You wanna come back to my place?"

"Of course Quincy."

As soon as Tommy had opened his front door Jude was pushed on to the familiar table, as memories of her birthday night flashed before her. Their lips met hungrily, it had been way too long since their last sexual encounter, almost two weeks. Jude's legs tightly wrapped around Tom's waist as his lips devoured her neck. His hands eagerly grabbed her inner thighs on either side sending sparks throughout Jude's body. His hands then slid up her sides to pull of her shirt. Jude was eager as well and almost as instantly as her shirt dropped, she yanked off Tom's. Their bodies connected again and Jude grabbed at his stiffening member through his jeans. His hand pressed against her damp heat through her leggings and a moan escaped her lips.

Jude's mouth trailed kisses up Tom's neck to nibble at his ear before whispering, "Take me right here Tommy."

He pulled away to look into Jude's lust filled eyes and it sent him over the edge. He quickly ripped down Jude's leggings along with her underwear to see her soft pink opening. His thumb pressed against her clit and she wiggled beneath his touch. Jude's hand worked at Tom's belt as she his index finger worked his way into her tight surroundings. As soon as his belt was undone Jude used her little strength left to push down his pants and boxers as far as she could. Tom quickened his pace with his finger as his free hand unsnapped Jude's bra. Jude let it fall down her arms and as soon as her nipples came into sight his mouth craved them. His tongue trickled around her hardened nipples and his teeth grazed lightly. Jude let out another moan and could feel an orgasm coming. She grabbed Tom's hair as he pushed deep inside her and twirled his finger around. As soon as the warm liquid dripped down his finger he roughly pulled it out. Jude had her head back still in ecstasy and couldn't catch her breath as Tom wiped his hold hand down her core to spread the wetness. Jude was still feeling the waves of pleasure overcome her body as Tom used his damp hand to lubricate his member. Before Jude could even bring her head back to look at Tommy he forcefully shoved his staff into Jude's tight pink wetness. She gasped and flung forward to his body to bring their lips together. His pace was not slowing up and soon her back was against the wall again. He positioned his hands on Jude's thighs and spread them further apart as he plowed into her.

"God Jude, you're so tight." He grunted as he pushed deeper.

Jude couldn't speak; she was lost in pure bliss as he delve deeper into her. Her moans were loud and on the verge of screams. Tom was so close to losing control; it had been way to long so he slowed up his pace to enjoy it just a little bit longer. Jude gasped as he took his member all the way out slowly and thrusted back in. This sensation was too overwhelming and after a few more thrusts they both found their climax. Tom rested his head against Jude's as their heavy breathing slowed. He kissed her forehead lightly.

"Much needed." She could barely speak as he nodded in agreement.

The next day Tom was sitting in his soundboard chair next to Kwest. Kwest had noticed how awfully happy the pair had been as Jude pecked Tom's cheek before leaving to get coffee and he chuckled to himself.

Tom had caught on to his friend and looked over as Jude shut the door behind her, "And what's so funny man?"

Kwest patted Tom on the shoulder, "Quincy falling in love."

Tom shook his head smiling, "She's really got me man."

"You think you've gone over the deep end yet?" Kwest asked knowing the answer already.

"What do you mean?" Tom questioned confused at what Kwest had meant.

"You love her?"

Tom's jaw dropped lazily, almost in aw, and it took a few seconds to register. Jude entered the room again and as soon as he saw her wavy curls fall down her creamy perfect jaw line and those ocean blue eyes he put his attention back on Kwest, "I do."