"i still love you."
Jude looked at him before going into a fit of hysterics. Tears were streaming down her face as Michael looked at her. She finally calmed herself down enough to look at him.
"You still love me? When did you even start to love me?" She asked giggling a little. Michael looked at her and shoved his hands in his jacket pockets.
"Jude, be serious."
"I am being serious. I just find it hysterical that you, and I quote, 'still love me', you never had the decency to call me once, or even stay that night." Jude said suddenly furious. Michael looked at her sadly.
"Jude, I'm sorry, okay? I was twenty-one. I got scared and I ran."
"And I was 18, you think I wasn't scared. I thought I could count on you, Michael. And when I finally find something worth fighting for in life, you have to come back and ruin everything."
"So you're dating someone." He stated.
"Is that any of your business?" Jude asked raising a brow. A smug smile formed on his lips as he spoke.
"Well, yeah, I mean, I am your husband." Jude looked at him pissed and slapped his chest. Michael smiled and grabbed her wrist gently. Jude looked up at him.
"I'm sorry, okay? I love, you're like a little sister to me. Everything that happened back then, me getting you hooked, us getting married, I didn't want any of it to happen. If I sign these papers, you have to promise me something, okay?"
"What?" Jude asked with a smile. Michael smiled at her.
"That we could still be friends– and if you want, I could talk to 'this reason that's worth fighting for' and explain everything." He said using air quotes. Jude chuckled softly and answered.
"I don't think that's gonna be such a good idea."
"Us being friends or me talking to this reason?"
"Talking to this reason." Jude said looking down at her feet. Michael gently grabbed her chin and brought her head up to look at him.
"He can't be that bad." He said softly. Jude chuckled softly and shook her head.
"He's not, really he isn't, he's just pissed at me."
"Why?"
"Alex is in Toronto and we all hung out and she let it slip that my husband was here. He didn't know and now he dumped me." Michael smiled at her and spoke.
"What's his name, I'll find his number, and I'll talk to him?" Jude rolled her eyes.
"His name is Tom Quincy, but you'll not talking to him." It took a few seconds for the name to settle in his brain, but when it did, amusement spread on Michael's face.
"As in Little Tommy Q? The guy from that stupid boy band?" Jude nodded and giggled.
"He's really sweet."
"But you hate boy bands."
"And he's funny."
"And you hate boy bands."
"Will you just listen to me?" Jude asked finally realizing what he was doing. Michael laughed and nodded.
"I really care about him and I want him back."
"Then I'll help you."