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Chapter 6: Think of me fondly.
Tommy sat in G Major silently. He still hadn't really adjusted to Jude not being around. He missed her presence, her voice ringing from Studio A, and her guitar coming from the same studio.
"Hey, Tom," Kwest said, interrupting his thoughts. "We need you in Studio A, the new girl's song needs work."
"Do I have to?" He replied, quietly. He didn't want to work with any "new girl," it would remind him too much of Jude.
"If you want to keep your job."
"Right." Tommy stood and followed Kwest into Studio A.
He sat down, prepared to hear her song.
The girl, who's name he had already forgotten, started and he zoned off.
He didn't was to hear music if it wasn't done by her. But he also didn't want to hear her music. The sound of "Let Me Fall" or "It Could Be You" made him too upset. She was gone, and there was nothing he could do. There was no coming back for her; she was gone forever. That was something that he was just going to have to get used to over a period of time.
He wasn't sure when the song had ended but the next thing he knew Kwest was telling him to focus.
"What so you think?" Kwest asked.
"It was fine," he replied, absent-mindedly.
Kwest raised an eyebrow. "Fine? Are you kidding? That was awful! It needs more work than any of Jude's songs ever did!" He paused, realizing what he just said. "Dude, Tom, I-"
"Don't worry about it, Kwest," he replied, getting up. "I need to take five."
"Yeah."
He walked into the lobby and poured himself a cup of coffee. He was so tired of people mentioning Jude but he was also tired of people walking on eggshells around him, not wanting to hurt him. He couldn't have both.
"Hi, Tom," Sadie said as she entered the lobby. "How's it going?"
"Does the word eggshells mean anything to you?"
"Um… No." She was really confused to why eggshells of all things had to do with how he was doing.
"That's what people are walking on around here. They act like I'm made of glass. For god's sake, I'm 23 years old but they act like I'm 13."
"They just don't want to hurt you."
"Well they're doing a stand-up job. Kwest just blurted out something about Jude's music and then nearly literally beat himself up for doing so."
"Yikes."
"Yeah."
"Things will get better."
"Let's hope so."
"I just needed to stop in quickly to say hi and now I have to get going."
"Alright, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye." She turned to leave the studio but paused and turned back to face him. She tossed a CD at him and said, "Track three. I think it's what Jude would feel about the situation." She turned back around and left the studio.
Tommy put the CD in a CD player and listened as it started to play.
Think of me
think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me
once in a while -
please promise me
you'll try.
When you find
that, once
again, you long
to take your heart back
and be free -
if you
ever find
a moment,
spare a thought
for me
We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but if
you can still
remember
stop and think
of me . . .
Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .
Think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and
resigned.
Imagine me,
trying too hard
to put you
from my mind.
Recall those days
look back
on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do -
there will
never be
a day, when
I won't think
of you.
He stopped the CD. "Sadie was right. This is how Jude would feel about the situation. I miss her."
AN: I know, a really short chapter but I'm running out of ideas. I have an idea for next chapter but after that, I'm completely tapped for ideas. Please if you can give me ideas! Anyways, R&R and be brutally honest.