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Chapter 7: Blow out your candles.

Tommy was wrong, there was another dream.

Jude sat in the space where she wrote Time to be Your 21 on her birthday. She strummed on her guitar getting used to the sound of the song.

Its gut wrenching sometimes
Its life threatening sometimes
Seems like nothing can wash it all away

Time to be your only one
To almost be you're way too young
Time to crash into the sun
Time to be your 21
Time to dream that love with last
Time to drive my car too fast
Time to walk before I run
Time to be your 21

Tommy came and sat next to her. Sadie appeared a moment later and sat on her other side, wanting to hear more.

Jude looked up and said, "Hello again."

"Jude…" Sadie managed to murmur.

Tommy took hold of her left hand and examined the ring. He glanced up and made eye contact. "We're having trouble understanding the last dream."

"What's not to get?"

"Well," Sadie said, "We understand the ring."

"That's the easy part," Jude interrupted.

"We kind of understand that you want us to get on with our lives but we're having trouble understanding what that means for both of us."

"Tommy is obvious: he needs to move on and date other girls. Sadie, you're not so obvious. You don't have to compete for the attention anymore; you don't have to try so hard. You already do awesome, so you can stop and have some fun in your life."

"I have had fun," Sadie replied.

"It's time to have some real fun."

"Jude-" Tommy started.

"Check a calendar, check a clock, realize what today is."

Tommy shot up from his sleep and looked over at the clock. 6:15, what the hell does that have to do with anything?

His phone rang and he picked it up. "Sadie?" There was no one else that would call at this time.

"Yeah, hey," she replied quietly.

"That cleared a few things up. But what's with the look at the calendar, look at the clock, realize what today is? I looked at a clock, it's 6:15."

"No…" Sadie whispered.

"Sadie, what's wrong?"

"Today is November 19th, Jude's birthday. She was born at 6:15 in the morning."

"Oh, my god. Things are getting weird."

"I'm not going to be able to get back to sleep."

"Me either."

"How about we go to breakfast and then visit Jude?"

"Yeah, that'd be good. Meet a G Major?"

"Sure."

"Oh my god," Sadie muttered as she entered G Major.

G Major was decorated with posters of Jude that covered the walls completely. There was a banquet table in the middle of the lobby and her music was playing in the background.

"Sadie!" Tommy yelled running up o he. "They're having a honorary breakfast to anyone who knew Jude."

"Fun."

"So we'll eat breakfast and then to visit her, alright?"

"I take it that at that point everyone will want to come with."

"Probably."

"Great, 'cause you know that I'd like to visit my girlfriend's grave with everyone around."

"Well, you wanted me to be there."

"But I can stand you."

"Thanks, I feel special."

They took their seats at the table and sat in silence, not even reaching for food.

Georgia stood somberly. "Thank you all for coming," she started. "We are here today to respect our lost friend, Jude Harrison. May we all bow our heads in silence."

One by one, the people around the table lowered their heads.

Tommy sat there breathing in the quiet. He kept his head bowed, with tears pouring from his eyes. He was probably the one who missed her the most with the exception of Sadie. No one her besides her knew how he felt.

"Thank you, now our own Tommy Quincy is going to say a few words."

He looked up to Georgia with surprise. He never agreed to speak. He hadn't even known about the breakfast before today.

He stood up. How could he tell anyone that he couldn't speak? "Jude," he paused, "was a wonderful girl. She had beautiful voice and a wonderful heart. She was a breathtaking person and she didn't give up on her dreams. She…" He started crying harder. He couldn't do this. He couldn't speak about her. "I'm sorry everyone, I can't do this." He ran out of G Major and Sadie followed.

"You just couldn't do it, could you?" Sadie asked after she caught up to him.

"I wasn't even supposed to be doing that. She never asked me. She never even told me about the breakfast," he sobbed.

"C'mon, let's go visit my sister."

The graveyard was quiet. It seemed like a very deserted place but then again, graveyards usually were.

It took the two of them a few moments to find the gravestone. But they eventually stumbled upon the stone, and someone else.

"What are you doing here?" Tommy asked him.

"She may have been an ex-girlfriend but I still should visit her grave," Shay replied, leaning against the stone.

"I don't want you here," Sadie muttered. "You don't deserve to be here."

"What makes you so deserving?" He snapped.

"I'm her sister, and I actually care about her."

"And what about Tommy?"

"I was her boyfriend, she meant the world to me," Tommy replied.

"Bull," Shay spat.

Tommy grabbed Shay by the collar of his shirt. "That was uncalled for. I cared about Jude very much. She was my everything. And you don't even deserve to bring her coffee."

"Right, Tom, you keep telling yourself that. When you see other girls that catch your eye, tell yourself that you still care about Jude. And when you wake up one morning with some other girl in your bed, you tell yourself your drunk. But the truth will be that you have let her go, and she will no longer have been your everything. She will no longer be the one that helps you keep going in your life. She will no longer be of any importance to you. And that's the end of it."

"Guys, don't do this here," Sadie begged.

"Admit it, Tom, you know that you'll forget all about her. I doubt you'll even make it six months without dating someone else."

"Get out of here, Shay, and don't you ever come here ever again." He let Shay go and he walked off.

Tommy knelt in front of Jude's grave and Sadie knelt next to him. "We love you, Jude," he murmured. "We always will."

AN: Damn that Shay. Hint for chapter 8: drunk driver still not found. Please R&R!