A/N: Okay, well one of my reviews said that the legal drinking age in Canada is 19..so I sorta screwed up there. But that's not really important, and I don't know that much about Canada. I know probably as much about canada as I do about securing a proper habitat for penguins. It just doesn't work for me haha. Well either way, sorry for you people who KNEW the drinking age was 19, but for my story we'll just pretend its 21...since the story isn't exactly revolved around alcohol anyway...

Chapter 17-

Tommy closed his eyes and tried to sleep. It was 2 AM and he was exhausted, but without Jude beside him or even in the house he felt insecure. He tossed a few more times. He could only imagine how Jude must be sleeping if she wasn't even home. At least he had his own bed. Another part of him was also scared that Derek would come to kill Tommy in his sleep. Tommy could take this no longer. He knew Jude wasn't sleeping either. He picked up his cell phone and called her.

"Hello" A whispering voice spoke

"I was right" Tommy said

"About what?" Jude asked, her voice still as quiet

"You're awake. I can't sleep"
"Me either. I'm in a room with 4 other people...all of whom have been raped or abused. I don't belong here"
"I know Jude, but its safer there"
"I want to go home"
"When Derek is in prison again you will be"
"That could take..."
"It won't be long..."

"How do you know?"
"I just do"
"I gotta go...I think this girl just woke up and she's had an attitude with me all day. I'd hate to see how she acts half asleep"
"k...call me in the morning"
"Bye" Jude hung up the phone and sat in the dark room on a dirty bed with her legs clutched to her chest. She buried her face in her thighs and tried not to think about where she was. This other girl was snoring loudly, and a boy was weeping in his sleep. Jude layed herself out on the bed and shut her eyes. It was pitch black with her eyes open anyway so she couldn't tell the difference. Eventually she felt herself drifting off to sleep.

Tommy opened his eyes. He could hear the birds chirping serenely outside, and the light daring to seep through the curtains. He got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. There was a knock at the door.

"Police! Open!" They ordered outside. Tommy did as instructed. When he opened the door, he realized what a huge mistake he just made. The person standing outside the door was Derek, his gun in hand. Tommy lifted his hands and backed away.

"WHERE IS SHE!" Derek yelled. Tommy said nothing.

"I told you if you told the police I would take care of you" Derek's voice was lower now "And now I'm going to...as soon as I slaughter that Harrison before your very eyes" Derek turned for a moment to look around for Jude. Tommy grabbed his cell phone and ran to his bedroom and locked the door, then to his bathroom and locked the door. He could hear shots being made through the bedroom door. He was extremely fearful right now. He flipped open his phone and tried to dial 911, but his battery wouldn't allow him to make calls. It was going dead.

"Damn! Why didn't I charge it!" Tommy didn't know what else to do, he was stuck in this bathroom until one of the neighbors called the police for hearing gun shots, or until Derek broke in and found him. He could hear that Derek had entered the room. Tommy turned off the bathroom light so Derek wouldn't know he was in there. He tip-toed into the shower and sat in the tub, just incase Derek shot through the bathroom door too, which he did. Derek didn't go any further because he figured Tommy would scream once the shots were made, which he did a very good job of keeping silent, especially when the one of the bullets ricochet'd off the back wall and slipped through the side of Tommy's left leg. Luckily it didn't actually lodge into his leg, it was just a flesh wound. Nothing fatal. Tommy looked up at the bullet holes pierced through the bathroom door. He couldn't stay in here forever.

He got out of the tub and looked around the bathroom for something big enough. There was a trickle of blood seeping down his leg from when the bullet had cut him. It tickled a little as it flowed down, but he endured it and kept looking. The object had to be big enough to shatter the bathroom window. He pulled out an electric razor...nope. The plunger...nope. It had to be big enough to break the window in one hit or else he was a dead Tommy. He heard Derek leave the bedroom, but he was still in the house. Tommy couldn't find anything big enough to break the window with so he got a stupid idea. With all his stregnth he kicked at the bathroom window with his right foot. It cracked it, but it didn't shatter. Derek heard this and instantly ran for Tommy's bedroom again. Tommy got nervous and kicked again, breaking it just enough for him to jump out.

As Tommy made his escape, he ran back toward the front of the house. He picked up his guitar that was kept lazily beside the couch. Derek walked out and pointed the gun straight at Tommy. Tommy's eyes widened as memories flowed back to him. He tried his best not to show his fear but he was failing miserably. Without thinking about what he was doing Tommy slammed the guitar to the left with enough impact to make Derek drop the gun and squeal in pain. Tommy knew that his wrist was broken. Tommy dove for the gun and grabbed it, holding it up to Derek. Derek back away from Tommy with an evil smirk on his face. He walked toward the front door.
"DONT MOVE" Tommy ordered. Derek froze in his place.
"You wouldn't shoot me, you'd go to jail" Derek said

"Wanna bet?"
Tommy kept the gun pointed at Derek and called the police. It wasn't but a few moments later that they arrived. Tommy dropped the gun and watched as Derek struggled to be released from the officer's grasp. Eventually he gave up and allowed himself to be arrested for the third time. He glared at Tommy and shot him the evil eye. Tommy sighed heavily and sat down on a stool in the dining room. The police were now questioning him. Another officer had bandaged up his wound on his leg. There was no need to go to the hospital for this kind of wound.

"Did he threaten you before?" the Officer asked

"yes."
"What did he say"
"That if I told the police, he would blow my brains out" Tommy said it word for word just as Derek said that day.

"And did he threaten your fiancee' as well?"
"Not directly, but he threatened me to hurt her"
"And that's why you sent her to the shelter?"
"Yes"
"That will be all for now. In about a month we'll have the trial...you'll have to be there as well."
"What will his sentence be?"
"Most likely 20 years to life. This is the third time he's assaulted"
"Go figure"
"Here are your papers, keep them safe. Ms. Harrison will be driven here shortly."
"Thank you"

When Jude arrived at home, she was hesitant to walk to the door. That is, until she saw Tommy. She knew the police were on their way there to arrest Derek. She knew something was going on. She threw her arms around Tommy.

"I was so worried" She said

"Yeah..."

"He's gone now...and he's not coming back. Ever" Jude tried to believe

"He is." Tommy assured
"I can't believe he...and you must have been so scared..."
"I was"

Jude walked into the house and noticed the guitar smashed and on the floor. She took another look around and noticed the bullet holes in the door, and in the bathroom door. The shattered window in the bathroom. She walked to her room and noticed Derek had been there as well. All of her things were scattered on the floor. Her clothes, songs, jewelry. She covered her mouth.

"Yeah...we have to get this fixed" Tommy said, following behind her.

"Until then...lets just cool down okay?" Jude said

"Like how?"
"Just lay around today. Too much has been happening and we're both exhausted"
"Right"

Tommy and Jude went to Tommy's bedroom and layed on the bed. He held her close to him as they forgot their worries, and both fell into a deep sleep, after almost having no sleep the previous night.

A/N Sorry for the short chapters...but I had major writers block...and I'm finally conquering it. Sort of. Oh, I started a Degrassi fic for all you Degrassi fans out there, I didn't post it yet, I'll be sure to stick it in an A/N when I do. I'd love for yall to read it.