without further ado.. the fall out.
I highly recommend reading this while listening to liar liar. it works best to re-read 13 while listening to Bringing on the Heartbreak (mariah's version) than listen to Liar, Liar while reading this. I think I played Liar,Liar about 35 times while writing this...
Thanks again for all the amazing reviews.
so, enough about me..
14.
Liar Liar
You said I was your everything.
You said I was the one.
Jude backed away from Tommy. Reality sunk in. She was no longer lost in the moment. No. Her beautiful dream was smashed into jagged pieces. She felt sick. She could feel the urge to vomit boiling in her stomach. Jude had just made out with a married man.
"Oh God," Jude could feel herself preparing to hyperventilate.
"Jude," Tommy whispered. He placed a hand on her shoulder.
"No!" Jude shouted and rushed out. She muttered an "I'm sorry," to Samantha and Spied as she passed them in the dim lit hallway.
Spied gave Tommy a look of disgust and followed after Jude.
Samantha shook her head and walked away.
Tommy stood in the middle of the room, his head hung low.
You played me like a radio.
You use to love that I had no shame.
Jude ran to her car. She struggled with the keys. Out of nowhere, a hand shot out and covered her shaking one. Jude looked up into the empty eyes of Spiederman.
"I- I," Jude stuttered. Vince wrapped an arm around Jude.
"I'll drive," he said softly. Jude nodded. Vince walked Jude to the other side of her car and helped her into the passenger side. He closed the door and exhaled. No matter how upset he was with her, she was a mess and he was not going to let her drive.
Pour my pain into words.
Samantha slammed the door of the apartment she shared with her husband. She grabbed a bottle of rum from the kitchen and walked into her bedroom. She took a swig from the bottle and began to pack a bag. Samantha was too upset to cry.
She heard the door open and shut. She knew that it would take Tommy less than 36 seconds to appear in the door way. She could all ready imagine the scenario to come. The outcome was the hazy part.
"So, how are you going to do this, this time, Tommy?" she asked. She did not look to the doorway or any place else. She continued to fold the clothing she had collected and place it in a duffle bag.
"Are you going to call Jude a mistake and plead for me to take you back? Are you going to lie? Are you going to blame her or me? Or for once are you to be honest?"
Tommy did not say anything. He walked into the room and took a seat on the bed.
"Samantha- -."
"Don't you dare. You know I should have known that this would happen. You can put a ring on a hand, but you don't have to uphold the vowels. A groupie was one thing, but a 17 year old, Tom?"
"Sam, please."
"Please what? Can you please be honest with me?"
Tommy got up from the bed and wrapped his arms around her. Samantha pushed him away and slapped him.
"I deserved that."
Samantha glared at him. She took another drink from the bottle and sat in the overly stuffed leather chair next to the fireplace. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and tucked her legs under her.
"Talk."
"I don't know what to say to make this better."
Samantha snorted in response.
"Sam, please!"
"No, Tommy, you please. A month, Tom! It has only been a month since you married me. YOU MARRIED ME! YOU STOOD IN FRONT OF OUR FAMILIES AND GOD AND PROMISED TO LOVE HONOR AND CHERISH TILL DEATH DO US PART! And a month later you are locked up with someone else. Not just someone else, but your under age protégé!"
"It just happened, Sam. I'm sorry."
"Me too, Tommy."
Hold my hand to the flame.
Jude wandered into her house. Spied was close behind her.
"Do you want to tell me what the hell happened tonight?"
"I messed up."
"Are you in love with him?"
"Yes."
"He's married, Jude."
"I know," she whispered. That vomiting feeling hit her again full force. Spied watched as Jude darted to the bathroom. Sadie walked down the stairs at that exact moment.
"What's going on?"
"Ask your sister," Spiederman snapped. He turned around and walked out the front door with little hesitation.
Sadie stood in the hall way confused. What the heck was going on?
Tell me you love me like a star
Tell me you want me where ever you are,
Tell me you breathe me until your last breath.
Samantha put down the bottle and walked over to the bed. Neither she nor Tommy had said anything. She took Tommy's hands in hers and leaned over him. Tommy was taken back by Sam's lips on his. He closed his eyes and returned her kiss eagerly. Tommy swept her mouth with his. He could feel her tears against his face.
" I don't know how to make this better," Tommy muttered against her lips.
"Tell me the truth," Samantha replied in between kisses.
Liar, Liar, oh, Liar, Liar.
Sadie held Jude's hair back. She rubbed her sister's back and whispered words of comfort in Jude's ear. Jude felt miserable. Her worst nightmare had come true. She would give everything up to take everything back.
"What happened, kid?" Said asked, once Jude had sat back against the tub.
"I did something really bad, Sadie. Something that- I am a horrible person."
"Jude, what did you do?"
Jude rubbed her red eyes.
"I kissed Tommy, Sadie. I kissed a married man and my boyfriend and his wife walked in, in the middle of it."
Bit by bit I feel the draft…
"I kissed Jude," Tommy confessed, looking into Sam's eyes. Her gaze did not waver.
"Do you love her?"
"Yes."
"Do you love me?"
"Always."
"Are you in love with her?"
" I don't know."
"What do you know?"
"I need you."
"There is a difference between needing someone and wanting someone. Words are just words, Tommy. You've said them all before."
Tommy wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. He laid his head over her heart.
"I've always meant them to you."
Just sit back and watch it burn…
"You did what!" Sadie half shouted. She blinked her eyes in disbelief. After everything, there is no way that Jude would-- no. Not after--. Sadie furiously shook her head. Jude looked down at the floor in shame.
"You did, didn't you? You kissed Tommy. It was a kiss, kiss wasn't it?"
"Sadie, I made out with him!" Jude held her head in her hands.
"He's married, Jude."
" Yeah, Sadie. Well, aware. Thanks."
"You need to stay away from him. You need to let him go and move on. I am not saying this to be mean, but Jude. He is not going to choose you."
Jude didn't say anything. Every word Sadie said cut into her.
"Mc Dreamy still loves Meredith."
"He chose his wife, Jude."
"But he loves Meredith!"
"And love isn't enough! Jude, stop it. You are trying to rationalize with a television show. This is reality. You are a seventeen year old girl. Tom is a twenty-three year old man, a married man. Jude, I am an adult and I could not even keep up with him."
"It's different, Sadie. Tommy and I are different."
"Are you even listening to yourself, Jude? There is no you and Tommy. There never was!"
"You're just jealous that he never looked at you the way he looks at me."
Sadie looked at Jude in disbelief. Before she could stop herself, Sadie slapped Jude. She had reached her wits end with her glassy eyed little sister.
"Grow up, Jude. In the real world, there are no fairy tale endings."
Hold your eyes up to my veins. Call out, call my name
"There are a few ways we can handle this," Samantha said into the dark.
"How?" Tommy asked. He turned on to his side and looked her. Sam and Tommy were laying on their bed staring at the ceiling.
"We can end this. I can have it annulled within a few weeks or we can try to work this out. But if we try to work it out, it has to be on my terms."
"What are the terms?"
"I want you to leave."
"What?"
"I asked you if you were in love with Jude. You didn't answer me. I asked you what you wanted and you didn't answer. I want you to go away and think about what you want. If I'm it, then when you come back, we'll work it out. If not, I'll file for annulment. I'll state fraud and you will deal with the repercussions. I will not make this easy, Tom. We've been here twice before. Silly me for loving you so much to let you do this to me again."
Tommy thought about his options. He knew he loved Sam. He knew he was better with her than without her. Yet, when it came to Jude, he didn't know anything. Was something so unstable worth risking the stability he had in Sam?
"But what about her album?"
"Kwest will finish the last two songs."
Tommy sighed. He got up from the bed and picked up the bag Samantha had packed.
"Where am I supposed to go?"
Tell me you love me like a star,
Tell me you want me where ever you are…
Jude buried herself under her blankets. She wanted to close her eyes. She wanted to wake up the next morning with the night before as a nightmare. She wanted the entire year to have just been a dream. But she knew better. She knew that it all had been real. She knew Sadie was right.
Sadie had apologized after slapping Jude, but Jude felt she deserved it. She was heading for a crash. If she did not stop herself, who would? Spied was obviously out. She didn't know how to fix that. Jude did not want to think about it anymore. She closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Kwest stumbled to his front door. His girlfriend leaned against the doorway of his bedroom. The tired couple was not pleased to have a visitor at 3 o clock in the morning.
"Tommy, man? What the hell are you doing here?" Kwest inquired.
"You did it again, didn't you?" Portia Mills-Quincy accused.
Tommy didn't say anything. He didn't need to. His presence filled in all the gaps.
"I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I was hoping I could crash here tonight. Sam has made it pretty clear that she doesn't want to see me."
Kwest sighed and opened the door wider. Portia slapped Tommy upside the head as he passed her.
"I told you, Tommy!"
"Portia, please. Can you not do this now?"
Portia ignored him. "Give me your keys. I am going up to your place."
She took the keys that were still in his hand. Portia kissed Kwest and picked up her purse and sweat shirt. With a wave and call of "fix him," Portia was gone.
Kwest turned to glare at Tommy. "Why is it that every time you fuck up, I suffer?"
"Because when I fuck up, I fuck up so bad everybody I know feels the consequences."
Portia quietly snuck into the Quincy apartment. The light in the master bedroom was still on. She peeked inside to see Sam sitting in the armchair next to the fire place. She had obviously been crying. An almost empty bottle of rum laid at her feet.
"I should have listened to you," Samantha whispered. Portia placed her purse and flip flops next to the door. She padded across the room and sat with Sam in the chair. A long time ago, Portia and Sam had become close friends. Tommy never realized how strong of a friendship they had formed.
"You love him, though."
"But is it enough?"
Portia pulled Samantha into a hug and let her cry. Portia suddenly found herself in a living memory of heartaches past. She took a moment to ponder what sort of state Jude could be in. Damn you, Tommy. Why do you have to be so stupid?
Tell me you breathe me until your last breath.
Liar, Liar, Oh, Liar, Liar.
Tell me you love me like a star,
Tell me you want me where ever you are,
Tell me you breathe me until your last breath.
Liar, Liar, Oh, Liar, Liar, Liar, Liar, Oh, Liar, Liar