Authors Note: Hey everybody! I just wanted to apologize at the shortness of the last chapter and this one... the reason why they're shorter and I haven't been posting as frequently is becasue I just moved into a new house and it is absolutely LOCO getting everything organized... I love that people are reading and reviewing, however before I post my next chapter... I really would like to see atleast ten more new reviews... ( give or take less or more.. hopefully more :) ANYWAYS thanks for reading!- and enjoy this chap... Jazmin
It was two hours into Michelle's surprise arrival at the apartment, and Jude had quickly excused herself after her arrival, saying that she needed to get ready for her day with Spied. For some reason, Michelle began to fidget and act all odd and unlike Michelle at the mention of Spied's name. Maybe it was some pregnant woman thing.
Just as Jude was about to apply a coat of lip gloss and head out, there was a knock on her bathroom door.
" Come in" she encouraged figuring it was probably Michelle coming to make fun of her or something…
Instead she was pleasantly surprised.
" Hey Jude," Quincy sang quietly. He was the only one that she allowed to do that. For some reason it sounded almost beautiful when Tommy said it.
" Whats up ? I'm just on my way out to go and meet Spied." Packing up her purse with the essential items for a day out… driver's license, wallet, lip gloss, car keys, house keys.
" Look I just ugh, wanted to apologize for what happened back in the kitchen this morning. It was totally out of line and I didn't mean it at all- just like to see your squirm . I hope you know it meant nothing right? I mean you have to worry about Blake and your career, and I've got Michelle and our baby to worry about now. Right?" Tommy's eyes dropped on the towel crumpled on the bathroom floor.
The room screamed Jude- her favorite body wash of vanilla and berries sitting on the marble ledge of the bathtub/shower. Her hair ties and clips peaking through the open vanity drawer. Cocoa butter cream, her mint toothpaste, makeup, curling iron scattered on the top of the counter. Her bright blue towels scattered carelessly over the floor- one on the closed toilet seat.
She had insisted on bringing them from the Harrison household, and for some reason, Tommy suddenly wished her bathroom was his.
A feeling of affection rolling over him. But her pushed it aside, awaiting Jude's response about the morning.
Jude's back was to Tommy- hot tears stinging the brims of her blue eyes. Her bottom lip quivering as she tried to hold all the emotions in at bay. He had basically pulled another Sweet Sixteen moment. He had shattered her heart again. She needed to stay strong… he could not see her like this. So, she turned around to face him , her face completely blank- cold.
Hurt
Broken
Lost
Her head was spinning round and round… her heart was dropping down and down…. She had to focus, she had to breathe.
Toilet
Bathtub
Towel
In and out- breath… in and out.. Breath…
" Yea of course Tom. We both have lives to live and deal with. I get it."
The walls around her heart crumbling down- she had tried to not let him get to her, but once again Tom Quincy was able to knock those walls right down. He had no clue. Suddenly images of Tommy's future flashed before her eyes.
Happy
Baby
Wife- Michelle…
Music Career…
Happy.
It didn't involve her.
She needed to get out. Far away.
Tommy was obviously surprised at her calm and understanding reaction to what he had said to her. He actually expected more of a fight from her.
" Quincy I know you too well- I know you expected me to throw a fit. But I'm older- and wiser. I'm a different girl than you think I am … and for that I'm disappointed in you." Her voice was quiet yet firm.
Her words shocked him even more.
And than she moved in towards him.
Leaned in towards him.
Her hand resting on his shoulder for support.
Standing up on her tiptoes to meet his ear.
And than she whispered.
" It never happened right Tom?"
And with that, Jude Harrison snatched her purse off of the countertop, walking right out of the apartment, making sure to slam the door.
She was safe from him now.
What goes around comes around.
Now maybe, just maybe, he would get a taste of his own medicine.
