The words you said

Were never true

You never cared

No, you never cared.

You left me,

Broken and alone.

My life falling to pieces

With no one there to pick them up

What did I do

To make you leave

Without saying goodbye?

Is it my fault?

What did I do?

You left me,

Broken and alone.

My life falling to pieces

With no one there to pick them up

Jude finished the song with an E chord and tears streaming down her face.

"It needs a little work, but I like it," Kwest said as he walked into the booth and handed her a tissue.

"I really like it Jude, nice work," Portia said. "But I really should get going, sorry to make this a short visit," she said as she hugged Jude.

"It's okay, and thanks for coming."

"Don't worry about it. Anytime you need me, just call."

"Thanks," Jude said as Portia walked out of the room and out of the building.

She quickly wiped the smeared eye-liner away and turned to Kwest. "Kwest I need someone to go on tour with me as like a chaperone. I was planning on asking Sadie or Tommy, but do you want to go with?"

"Sure Jude, that would rock."

"Awesome."

3 Weeks Later

"Yes, I promise to call Jamie. I'll be fine," Jude hugged her best fried as she was about to board her tour bus.

"Jude, we really need to get going," Kwest said as he looked at his watch.

"Okay okay," she said as she gave Kat, Jamie, Sadie, and her Mom one last hug.

They had been driving for almost an hour when Kwest came and sat by her.

"Ya know, you're supposed to at last act happy on your first tour."

"I am," she started.

"But you wish Tommy were here," Kwest finished for her.

Jude looked over at him, "Yeah. I mean I thought if anything would bring him back it would be my tour."

Tommy had been gone for a month and Jude hadn't heard from him since he had left. She hadn't even heard anything about him since Portia had visited the studio. It still hurt so bad to know he didn't care. Kwest and Portia insisted he did, but Jude knew better.

"I know red, but now you're just stuck with me on this tour," Kwest joked.

"However will I survive?" Jude threw back and smiled.

It was one of the first times Kwest had seen her smile since Tommy left. He was keeping in touch with Kwest, but made him swear he wouldn't tell Jude. The first two weeks he was gone she had asked at least twice a day if he had heard from Tommy and every day he had lied. The truth was that Tommy called at least two times a day just to see how Jude was.

"Are you excited for tonight? First big concert of the tour. I heard it was sould out over a month ago."

"Sort of, I 'm more nervous than anything I guess."

"That's normal Jude. I know you'll do great," Kwest said.

"Thanks."

"And here she is! Instant Star, Jude Harrison!"

She walked confidently onto the stage. The screaming fans, bright lights, she loved this. She quickly scanned the crowd. She was hoping Tommy would be there, but she saw nothing.

She sang the remix of Skin, Your 21, Pick Up The Pieces, That Girl, Temporary Insanity and finished with 24 Hours. She walked back into her makeshift dressing room. The rush of performing had drifted away and now she felt empty.

"Hey Red! Awesome job out there," Kwest congratulated her.

"Thanks," she said in monotone as she brushed the curls from her hair.

"You don't seem too excited about it Jude. What's up?" Kwest asked even though he already knew the answer.

Jude looked up at Kwest, her eyes gleaming with tears. "What do you think Kwest? It's Tommy, who else can make me fall apart like this?"

"I kind of figured it was him."

"I just wish he would call or write or something," Jude said as she held back tears.

"I know Jude," Kwest said as he brushed a few loose hairs away from her face. "Why don't you go back to the hotel, take a shower, and get some rest. I'll send some room service up."

"Okay. Thanks Kwest," he started to walk away.

"Wait, Kwest has he..."

"No," Kwest said as he schook his head.
"Thought so," she said as she walked towards the door and got on the tour bus.

Kwest watched the bus drive away ahd heard the sing song rythym of his cell phone.

"Kwest here."

"How'd it go?" the voice asked.

"Concert, great, after concert, not so great."

"What do you mean? Is she okay?" Tommy asked, his voice full of worry.

"She misses you man. She needs you here. I'm really worried about her Tommy."

"She'll be fine. She's strong," he said more for his benefit than Kwest's.

"I really hope your right Tommy."

Jude got back to the hotel and took a hot shower. She didn't know what to do with herself. Kwest's room service had already been delievered and she had picked at the cheeseburger and fries, but she had no appetite. She'd only been gone for a day, but she felt so alone. At one time she had talked to Tommy about her first tour, he had said he was going to be there through it all. But, here she was, all alone.

She walked into the bathroom, grabbed a razor from her make-up bag, and walked back to her bed. She rolled up her right sleeve and touched the cold blade to her skin lightly, then sliced a small cut into her arm. A small gasp was emitted as she felt the stinging pain and saw a few drops of crimson blood fall down her wrist. The pain satisfied her loneliness in ways Tommy should have.

She made a few more cuts and then made her way to wash her arm and put the blade away. A bottle of prescription pills caught her eye and she quickly swallowed three.

"Jude, are you alright in there?" Kwest asked as he knocked on the door.

"yeah, I'm fine. I uh just got out of the shower," Jude lied.

"Okay, I'll leave you alone then."

"Okay, see you tomorrow Kwest," she replied as she crawled into bed.