Hey guys! Thank you so much for all the review, and comments! It means alot to me. Now, this chapter is short. It was supposed to be half this length, but I put two chapters together. LOL. So, here it is!
Chapter 3
"Please, please!" Her voice was urgent. "Okay...I guess...but...I don't believe you're doing this! Why?" the other woman stared questioningly at her. "Just because, okay? I have my reasons!" With that, she ran upstairs, slamming her door shut.
Ding Dong...
After ten minutes, Tommy finally decided to ring the door bell. He only had to wait a few seconds. The door swung open, revealing a young girl, yet again, in her early twenties. She had shoulder length blonde hair, that was half way up inf a ponytail. Her eyes were big and brown. She wore blue denim capris, a red tanks, and blue converse. Her voice was a bit high and very cheery. "Hello! Can I help you?" Tommy just stood their, not being able to speak. Who was this girl? He didn't have the wrong house did he? Maybe it was just her room mate..."Ooh, yes...I was wondering...is there a Jude Harrison here?" his voice was soft and uunsure. With this question, the womans face fell, looking sympathetic. "Oh, you didn't hear?" Tommy suddenly became nervous. Did he hear what? Nothing happened did it? "No..." He finally got somethign out. Though he wasn't sure if he wanted to know what had happened. "I'm sorry, sir, but she died...a couple months ago...I'm soo sorry..."
Upstairs in her room, she listened to a Cd. A Cd she hadn't played in a long time. She hadn't played a lot of things in a while. Yes, she had thought about it, about going back and doing what she loved--but vivid, horrid memories kept her from doing so.
Tommy could feel tears burn his eyes. He didn't bother holding him back; instead, he let them fall freely, soaking his face.
Oh my God! She...she...I can't even say it...dead? She's dead? How? How can this happen? How could...
"Sir, are you okay?" he voice was full of sympathy. How could I actually do this to him? "Sir, why don't you come inside. I can explain." Tommy just nodded his head and walked in to the tiny, welcoming living room. "Uhh, just out of curiosity...how did you know Jude?" Tommym finally looked up to meet her eyes. "Oh...right, I'm Tom, uh Tommy...Quincy. I was her uh...producer, and uh..." his voice cracked, "her uh boyfriend." The girl nodded understandingly. "Well my name is Katie. I was Jude's best friend." she thought for a moment. I guess it could work... "She um, she was on her way to work when she was hit by a drunk. She was killed almost instantly." Tommy's tears traveled faster down his cheeks. he was at a lost for words.
During their conversation, the young brunette from before sat on the stairs, intently, listening. A tear fell from her eye at the sight of them. Katie--guilty, while Tommy was just drowning in a sea of tears...
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