Jummy moment you've been waiting for...

3 you all. Don't tell my grey-ers. Jayne can be quite posessive.

Huge thanks to Diana for reading this, I hope it lived up to your expectation. Review Whores Unite! I told you I had something up my sleeve. ;0)

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Bringing On the Heartbreak

Gypsy, sittin lookin pretty
A broken rose and laughin' eyes
You're a mystery
Always runnin' wild
Like a child without a home
You're always searchin'
Searchin for a feelin'
But it's easy come and easy go

- Mariah Carey

So, I admit, I was a little more than hesitant when I was approached to do the show. I was down right petrified, but now that I have seen it. It really isn't so bad. A little creepy, but way cool. MTV is praising me as number 2 in their top 5 shows. Apparently, I cannot beat Yo Mama… yeah, go figure… Anyway, my album is making amazing process. Spied and I are very happy. Sadie is busy with school and occasional visits with Spencer Walsh. Jaime and Claudia are a power couple in the making and Tommy… well.. That is where everything gets hazy. . . My parents have also been quite odd. Well, mom anyway. Things have been going so well.. I'm a little scared….

"Listen to this, Untitled: Jude Harrison is a hit! Move over Ashlee and Jessica, there is a new reality show worth watching. Jude Harrison is charismatic and talented. Her producers, Kwest Taylor and Tommy Quincy are excellent in their supporting roles. The chemistry between Jude and her crew is note-worthy. SME rocks harder with Jude as their front woman. Harrison is poised to become a success… Who wrote this? I want to send them a fruit basket," Jude rambled, excitedly.

Spiederman laughed and took the newspaper from Jude. Jude got up from the couch and twirled around the practice space. She narrowly missed the camera that continued to follow her. The camera crew would continue to be her shadow until the completion of the album. Jude briefly pondered how nerdy she would look as she took her victory twirl.

"Hey,listen: " Vince Spiederman, Harrison's boyfriend and lead guitarist is a perfect fit for the budding rock star. If their romance is as hott off stage, as it is on, Harrison is one lucky girl." Jude laughed and took the magazine from Spied. She smiled and pecked him on the lips.

"This is great! What could possibly go wrong?"

Maybe I shouldn't have said that…

Jude checked her watch. Tommy was supposed to be there over an hour ago. Spiederman and her camera crew had left for the afternoon. A month after the show premiered, Jude had requested control over filming. It was agreed that Jude could have her weekends to herself, as long as she was not in the studio or doing promotions. The situation worked. Jude had found herself freaked out when a shot of her and Spiederman kissing had been used in an episode.Neither her parents nor Gran needed to see THAT.

Jude looked her phone for the billionth time. Where the hell was Tommy? She was going to kill him. So what if the man was a newly wed. He had spent two weeks in Hawaii while Jude took her final exams. He should have gotten all that out of his system. It wasn't until she put down her guitar, that she heard a sound from the room above.

Jude slowly made her way to the next floor and stood in front of the door. She heard the clinging from the inside.

"Hello?" She called out. Jude noticed the discarded door knob on the floor. She picked it up and put it into the door, while rambling about about the massice boyfriend she had..

Jude peered into the room. She stepped in and screamed when a light was shown on her. Jude let the door close, locking her in the room with Tommy.

Well, that is just fan-frikin- tastic.

Jude sat against the door of the room. She tapped her fingers on her knees. Tommy moved around the room. Silently, Jude had watched him pull a tarp off of a red vintage couch. He sat down on it and twiddled his thumbs. Neither had said much since the door slammed shut, locking them in.

"Do you seriously not have your cell phone?" Jude asked again.

Strain was evident in her voice.

"I don't have my cell phone! If I had, had my cell phone we would not still be sitting here," Tommy snapped. Jude narrowed her eyes at him. Who the hell did he think he was to yell at her like that?

Jude rose to her feet and stomped over to Tommy. She slapped him hard across the face.

"What the hell is your problem!" Tommy shouted. His hand held his red cheek.

"Ow!" Jude gasped. Her face contorted with pain. She shook her hand out.

The two stood across from one another glaring.

"So, are you going to talk to me or attack again?"

Jude let out a dry laugh. " I don't even know where to begin. You are so messed up. This is so messed up! I am so messed up! You mess me up! I never know anything with you! One minute you're giving me that look! That Mc Dreamy-esque look and the next you're off with my sister! Then bam! You're giving me that look again, being all dreamy. I'm thinking hey, maybe this can be something. Silly Jude! Six months later, you're back again with a fiancée! But not just any fiancée, no, she is your ex-girlfriend and an artist I respect! She is so damn nice that I can't hate her no matter how badly I want too. And the cherry on top of it all is that you marry her! YOU MARRY HER WITHOUT EVEN TELLING ME! ME, YOUR SO CALLED BEST FRIEND!"

Tommy looked trouble. He opened and closed his mouth to speak. Nothing came out.

"Cat got your tongue? You have a lot of trouble with getting the words out when you are called on it, don't you?"

"Jude."

"If you tell me you're sorry, Tommy, I really don't know what I will do."

"I'm sorry," he muttered. Jude shrieked with annoyance and kicked the piano behind her in annoyance. She picked up one of the candles that Tommy had lit and stormed up the stairs. She wanted to be as far away from him as she could get despite their situation.

Tommy groaned and laid back against the couch. He tipped his head back and covered his face. He sat like that for a few minutes before he got up and sat at the keys of the piano. He closed his eyes and began to play the first melody that came to mind.

Jude looked over the rail. The tune of Bringin' On The Heartbreak floated to her ears. Jude wrapped her arms around her knees and watched him play. In her eyes, Tommy was at his best when he was in to the music. Her blue eyes prince would never look more handsome.

Jude stood to lean over the railing.

"You're such a secret, misty eyed and shady. Baby, how you hold the key. Oh, you're like a candle. Your flame slowly fadin'. Burnin' out and burnin' me. Can't you see? Just tryin' to say to you. You're bringin' on the heartache. Takin' all the best of me. Oh, can't you see. You got the best of me," Jude sang, walking down the stairs.

Tommy stopped playing and looked up at her.

"Appropriate, much?" Jude whispered.

"Jude, I know you don't want to hear it, but I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Sam. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about the wedding. I'm sorry for everything."

"Everything?" Jude asked. She looked into his eyes, hoping to convey her real question.

"Jude-," Tommy muttered. He reach out and ran his hand down the side of Jude's face. Jude reveled in his touch. She closed her eyes. She covered his hand with hers.

"Why?"

"I cant answer you that."

"Yes! Yes, you can!" Jude shouted, shoving herself away from Tommy.

"What do you want me to say Jude?"

"I want you to tell me what I meant to you?"

"Jude, I am married."

"I know that! I am not blind! I see the ring on your hand! I've seen the pictures! I've seen you kiss her!"

Tommy was at a loss for words.

"I don't know what to say to you."

"What am I to you, Tommy? Am I just a girl whose mind you messed with? Was I the filler until you won her back?"

"Jude, it wasn't like that. It isn't like that."

"Then what is it like Tommy!"

Tommy wasn't sure what he was doing. He was blinded. Tommy lunged at Jude and kissed her with the ferocity of a starving man.

Jude didn't allow herself to think about what she was doing. She so badly hungered for the feel of Tommy's lips on hers. She did not allow for her mind to speak. Her heart was doing all the talking.

The sound of the door slamming against the wall tore them apart.

Jude and Tommy whipped around to find Samantha Quincy, Tommy's wife and Vincent Spiederman, Jude's boyfriend standing in the doorway.

You got the best of me
Oh can't you see
You got the best of me
Oh can't you see
You're bringin on the heartbreak
Bringin' on the heartache