A/N: This chapter is definetly cliche.
Disclaimer: I don't own the show, or anything else you may or may not recognize.
Chapter 5: Diamonds are Forever.
Jude was once again sitting at her kitchen table silently, on her own this time. She was thinking, even though she had been trying to avoid doing that for a while. Thinking about anything lately had always led to thinking about Jamie in one way or another. Most of them were just mixed thoughts; what he would have said if he had lived long enough to find out he was going to be a dad, what their wedding would have been like, how him staying would have prevented any of this from happening. Even after all that, a new thought still managed to get into her mind: If Jamie hadn't died, would I still have grown this close to Tommy? Probably not. I mean, he's like my best friend, but I doubt I would have the chance. That's probably the only good thing about this whole situation: having Tommy here. It really helps. Tears began to fall from her eyes, and soon enough the tears became grief-filled sobs. Tommy was sitting in his room down the hall when he heard Jude crying. He rushed out of his room and up to Jude's side. "Hey, what's wrong?" He lifted her chin up so she would look at her. She wiped her eyes.
"Nothing. Just, you know, hormones," She lied. Tommy scowled.
"Jude, you can't keep making that excuse. I know there's something more than that." Jude frowned and looked away.
"I just-- I just miss him. Is that so wrong?" Tommy's face became softer.
"No, Jude. It's not. But just shutting yourself out is."
"What?" Jude asked innocently.
"Jude, I know you think no one has noticed, but they have. You're not letting people talk to you when all they're trying to do is help you."
"Well thanks, but I thought you were a producer, not a phsycologist."
"It doesn't matter what I am. Jude, I want to help you."
"I don't need help." She got up and started to walk away, but he grabbed her arm. "Let me go!" Tommy turned her around so she was facing him.
"No, Jude. You do need help. You just need to accept that."
"No! There's nothing wrong with me."
"Then show me your arm." She looked at him in amazement.
"What?"
"Your arm. Show me your arm." She looked away, but slowly moved up the sleeve to her shirt, revealing dozens of scars. He closed his eyes to keep tears from forming. " Jude--" He had no idea what to say. Jude continued sobbing. He put his arm over her shoulder and she hugged him.
"Tommy?"
"Yeah?" She looked up.
"Can-- can we talk now?" He smiled.
"Sure."
A/N: Ok, I know that crying, depressed Jude is getting old and I know that part of that was a scene from Degrassi. I also know that I don't own either of them.