A/N– Not sure how much I like this chapter. I'm not sure if it goes a little overboard. But, anyway, once again, don't own the Instant Star characters, just Staci, Isabella, and Madison. I also own the story used at the ending of this chapter. Enjoy!

Spiederman angrily stuffed clothes into huge duffel bag, his frustrations inhibiting him from doing anything calmly or efficiently. A whole year wasted. He shook his head at the thought, packing up all of his belongings that were floating around the loft apartment that he had shared with Jude, Wally, and Kyle. He couldn't stay here. Not with her. Not after he and Sadie walked in on them.

As he replayed the event over and over again in his mind, Spiederman failed to hear the front door open and close. He failed to notice the petite blond walk into the room. "Speed," she began softly.

His head flew up as he heard her voice. His look conveyed nothing but hurt and betrayal, and she couldn't help but to glance down the instant his eyes met hers. She stuffed her hands in her pockets as the flood gates opened and tears welled up in her eyes. "Speed, I don't know what to say" she choked out in a barely audible voice.

"Save it Harrison. There isn't anything you can say. Words can't take back or change what happened."

Jude nodded slowly. "I know that. I just..." she trailed off.

"If you want to say your sorry, you can save that too. Don't you understand that you can't fix this?"

Jude broke down. "But I want to! Desperately!"

Spiederman swallowed the lump in his throat. "Why'd you do it Jude?" he inquired quietly, a pained tone to his voice.

"He just kissed me! And, I don't know! I was caught up in the moment! I was confused! It's all so complicated with Tommy! You know our history! You know how I feel about-" Jude tried to stop herself, but she knew it was too late. She had said too much.

"That right there! That's the thing Jude! It wasn't a 'heat of the moment' kiss! You're in love with him! In love with a guy who isn't me! Yea, coming into this relationship, I knew about your little crush on Tommy. But it's a year later Jude! If you're not over him by now, you're never going to be! I can't throw all I have into making 'us' work, when no matter what, I can never get back what I'm putting in. I can't pretend that the feelings are balanced in this relationship when they aren't. I need someone whose dedicated to me, 100 . That's not you Jude, no matter how much I want it to be," Spiederman struggled to get the last sentence out, this tangled web taking as much out of him as it had taken out of anyone else.

Jude rushed forward to grab his hand, a pleading look in her eyes. "Speed, I know I hurt you. And I know that my feelings for Tommy are a huge bump in this relationship. But everyday I'm with you, I can let go of him a little more. I just need a little more time before I can be the girl you need. I know it's not fair to you, but I'm asking you to hold out a little longer. I don't think anyone else can help me get over him the way you have been during the past year. I know that if we just held on, I would be that girl whose 100 dedicated to you. I'm already 99 of the way there." She paused, searching his face for a sign. When she found none she quietly added, "Please Speed, I need you."

Spiederman looked at his hand in hers, quietly deliberating over the statements she just made. He shook his head frantically, pulling back his hand harshly. "No Jude. I'm not some kind of Tommy patch that you can just stick on to help you get over him. I can't be that guy Jude. I can't and I won't." He zipped up his duffel bag in a hurry, quietly resolving to forget whatever belongings he hadn't packed up yet. With one last look at his former girlfriend, he tossed the bag over his right shoulder, and left the apartment without a word.

Jude immediately crumpled on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. I hate Tommy for this. I'll never forgive him. Why can't he just let me go? Why do I feel like I need him to do so before I can move on completely? Why, why, why, why, why? It was then that Jude let out an aggravated scream. Her tiny fists beat the concrete floor, as if her pummeling would make the floor give up some secret solution on how to fix her life. She was truly alone now. Her parents were disappointed in her for what she had done to Sadie. That being said, her sister was obviously fuming at her. She had lost Spiederman and along with him went the admiration of Wally and Kyle. Her relationships with Kat and Jaime had never repaired from the bizarre love triangle that they were all once involved in. And Tommy, well, he was the very cause of her loneliness and misery. It was the very moment in which she desperately needed a friend that she came to the bitter realization that she had none. Just as I told Spiederman when we were beginning to sort out our feelings for one another, 'Lately I've been the queen of pushing everyone away.' Well congratulations Jude, it seems that you've managed to uphold your title.

After an indeterminable amount of time spent crying, Jude finally managed to wipe her eyes and pick herself up off the floor. She crawled into a corner of the couch, glancing around the loft. Without the guys, it seemed so empty, just like her life was at the moment.

Her eyes finally settled on her acoustic guitar stationed in the corner. She snickered. I'm in love with my guitar. If that wasn't the corniest song anybody had ever written. Yet Tommy had said it was good, had made her believe that as long as she was happy with the songs she created then that was all that mattered. How could he be so sweet and helpful with such trivial matters, yet completely and utterly destroy her where it really counted?

She untucked her arms from underneath her and cautiously made her way over to the guitar, acting as if it might disintegrate upon the slightest touch of her hand. She gently wrapped her hand around it and hauled the instrument onto her lap. She looked at her guitar in her hands and shook her head. As corny as it sounds, you really are my only friend.

Jude began to play the first thing that came to mind. This wasn't the way she usually went about writing a new song, but right now she was scarcely concerned with tradition and ritual. After quite some time spent on producing the tune, Jude opened her mouth and let the lyrics spill out directly from her heart.

"You were just a common misconception,
a step in the wrong direction,
you weren't the Prince Charming
I made you out to be.
All you did was play with my emotions,
and trounce all over my devotion,
a common misconception
is what you were to me..."