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Chapter 7: Green monster

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," Tommy said, entering the room.

"I thought I told you not to come in here," I snapped at him.

"Why not? So you can make-out with your boyfriend?"

"Stop! You were trying to tell me what's best for me when you don't even know! And Kwest's not my boyfriend!"

Kwest glanced over to me with a hurt look. He stood silently and headed towards the door.

"No, Kwest, stop, please! That didn't come out like I wanted it to."

"But you got your point across," he replied without looking back at me. He walked out of the room.

"Kwest, wait!" I called getting up from the bed. I ran towards the door but the IV in my hand tugged at my skin and I yelped in pain. I walked back over to Tommy and started hitting on him. "You idiot! How could you? You just don't want me to be happy!" She had tears streaming down her face. "That's not fair!"

He grabbed my hands. "Jude! Stop it! You said that to Kwest, it's your fault!"

"But you provoked me! I just want to be with Kwest!"

"Jude, I don't want you back at the studio until we know why you passed out."

"I told you that it's nothing! I'm just out of breath, light-headed! Being hit by a car can do that!"

"Listen, you're not stepping foot in G Major until you are checked out by a doctor."

"Tommy! Don't you listen? I'm fin-" And I once again passed out.

"Jude, wake up…" A voice said. "Jude…"

My eyes fluttered open to see Tommy hovering above me. "Tom, what do you want?"

"Just light-headed, huh?"

"Drop it. I'm fine."

"I want the doctors to take a look at you, something isn't right."

"Tom, don't you listen? I'm fine."

"You're not fine."

"Okay, if it will get you off my back, I'll have it checked out. But I swear it's just a small side-effect of the impact."

"Thank you, I'll check on you tomorrow," he said. He kissed me on the forehead and left the room.

I hit the nurse button and a nurse entered the room. "Yes?"

"Um, there's something that I'm worried about…"

The next day Tommy stopped by like he said he would. "So, what's the verdict?"

"I told you it was nothing."

"They couldn't find anything?"

"Well…"

"They did find something, didn't they?"

"It's nothing, really."

"Jude."

"The doctor said that my lung capacity is a little smaller than it was before, I just need to get used to it. I've been overexerting myself. I'll get used to it."

"If you say so."

"I say so."

"Okay."

"Have you talked to Kwest?"

"No."

"I've been leaving him messages but he's not calling back." I started crying. "I just want him here."

He sat down on the side of my bed. "Jude, don't cry." He hugged me. "Please don't cry."

"I miss him, I want him here with me."

"Don't worry about him…"

I clutched onto his back. "I'm scared, Tommy. I'm so scared. What if I don't get better? What if I just keep fainting? I'm so scared!"

"Shh, it's all right, it will be okay." He began rocking back and forth slowly. "It'll be okay."

"I want Kwest here. I want him to hold me and tell me everything's all right. I miss him!"

"Shh…"

"Miss Drama Queen," someone said from the doorway.

Tommy and I looked up to see Eden standing there.

"Eden, what are you doing here?" Tommy asked.

"Coming to add insult to injury?" I added.

"Just checking on Tom, I already know all about you, Jude," she replied. She tossed a tabloid at me.

I picked it up and read aloud, "'Hit out of the park. After an argument with former Boyz Attack member, Tommy Quincy, the first Instant Star winner, Jude Harrison, ran out of her home. Not paying attention to her surroundings, Harrison was soon hit by a car. Quincy and another G major employee, Kwest, registered her into the St. Margaret's Hospital. She has been reported with a broken wrist but nothing else has been discovered.' Oh my god! I can't believe this! How did they know?"

"Welcome to fame, sweetheart," Eden snapped.

"Shut up, Eden," Tommy said.

"I need to call EJ, what's she doing about damage control? Oh my god."

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, Jude."

AN: Poor Jude. Anyways, R&R!