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Chapter 2
"Arg! I can't believe him!" Jude said, sounding angry.
"What happened now?" Kat asked.
"Mark, he's such a jerk! I write this great song, even the music for it, and he says it's too rock! Hello! I'm a rocker!" Jude collapsed on the couch next to Kat and sighed in frustration.
"Can't you fire him?" Kat asked.
"I wish I could. Eeerrr! I wish Tommy never left! I wouldn't be having this problem." Jude pouted, and looked even more annoyed.
"Jude, you know he had to do what was good for him."
"I know, but I just…" She sighed. "I just wanted to say to him, 'what about me?' And then I feel like I'm some cast-away ex girlfriend and we never did anything but kiss and he told me to forget it ever happened!"
"Didn't you say you guys kept in touch?" Kat asked, looking sympathetically at her friend.
"Yeah, an email like once a month. We're both so busy that nothing ever really gets said in them."
"I'm sure it'll all work out in the end Jude." Kat said.
"Yeah, I just with Mark wouldn't be such an ass!" Kat smiled.
"OK, enough about Mark the worst producer that ever walked the face of the earth how are you and Jamie?"
"We're good. I love him Jude." Jude smiled. Kat and Jamie fought about her a couple of years back. Kat was jealous about the time she and Jamie spent together and Jude though that she might love him; but ended up realizing that there was nothing between them but years of best friendship.
"Oh, I gatta go. Jamie is taking me out tonight."
"Have fun."
"You should come." Kat offered.
"And be the third wheel? No offence, but I'll pass. Thanks for the offer though."
"Come on, you can come and scope out some good looking guys. Who knows, maybe you'll find someone there."
I don't want to meet someone else. Jude thought.
"No, go have fun without me. I have a new song I want to work on."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"OK, talk to ya later?"
"Yup."
"Bye!" Both girls said and Kat left and Jude sighed. She picked up her warn notebook and began to write:
Why did you leave me?
It was so perfect
And then like a flash
You were gone.
Don't you realize I needed you?
Still need you
More than words can express?
Come back to me,
Let's fix this mess we're in.
Why did you have to go?
Why did you have to leave me broken and alone?
Did you think I could continue without you?
Didn't you know that?
Didn't you know that?
I love you?
I need you?
I want you?
More than words can express.
Jude looked at her words on paper and felt tears sting her eyes. She ripped the paper out of the notebook and crumpled it up and tossed it in the general direction of the trash. Her phone rang and she jumped slightly. She glanced at the screen and did not recognize the number. With a frown she picked up the phone and answered.
"Hello?"
"Jude?"
Jude gasped. She knew that voice. She would always know that voice. She was frozen. She didn't know what to do or what to say. Her hand began to tremble slightly.
"Jude, are you there?" The voice said again, louder and full of concern. Come on Jude, say something! She yelled mentally at herself.
"Yeah, I'm here." She breathed. Oh my word!
"Is this a bad time? I can call back later…"
"No, no, I was just…surprised." Jude said. Don't hang up Tommy, don't hang up. "What's up?" She asked.
"Look, I know I haven't kept in touch as much as I would have liked to"
"You've been busy."
"You could say that." Jude smiled, she missed hearing his voice, but she was remembering the hurt he caused her. "I'd rather do this in person; do you think we could arrange a meeting?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah, sure." Jude said. Wait, he's in L.A., how would we…
"How about something in a week or two? That way I can make flight arrangements."
"Yeah, sure, when are you thinking?" Jude asked.
"How about next Thursday?"
"I have a show to do."
"It won't take long; it'll be like old times, right?" He said.
"Yeah, fine." Whatever. She added silently, starting to feel annoyed.
"OK, I'll let you know when I can get in and we can make arrangements to meet around you're day."
"Sounds good." She said.
"OK."
Silence.
"I should probably let you go. I'm sure you have to work on that album…"
"About that, do you think I could get you're opinion on a couple of songs?"
"I probably shouldn't, it would be unprofessional of me to criticize another producer's work."
"Tommy, you're a great song writer and I want your opinion as a friend, not as a former producer." Jude said, slightly bitter about the last part.
"What if you're friend is an ex-producer?"
"You know what I mean."
"Sure, bring the song or songs. I'll lend you my…creative genius for an afternoon." Tommy said, half jokingly. Jude smiled at the banter. "So I'll see you in about a week?"
"Yeah, it's a date." Jude said.
"Yeah…I'll see you in about a week." Tommy said. "Bye Jude."
"Bye Tommy." They both hung up. Jude stared at her phone a minute, digesting what was said. She pulled out her notebook and turned the page, writing frantically.