I think I'm about to cry! This is the last chapter... No I really think I might cry. I want to thank everyone that went on this completely insane ride with me, I hope you guys had as much fun as I did! I didn't title this chapter with a song title because it focuses on the end of this little adventure with Tommy and Jude and Jude and the label and Jude and everyone else, so why not quote Tommy? He's quite intelligent lol. I have an enormous thank you at the end but I want to thank
Tommy4eva ((lol, I once has a dream that he poped out and hit me with his pimp stick because I was singing the wrong words to one of his songs. It was really weird lol. I think everyone must need to know just how sexy Tommy is, otherwise they are just missing out. Or maybe us Instant Star fangirls need to stay together to keep him to ourselves... what a predicament!))
Duddley111 ((I totally PMS'ed. lol, I think that I win the award for biggest weirdo of the century.))
iamthatplace ((hahahahaha! Your story about the guitarist from 21 Jump Street made me laugh for at least an hour. Wasn't Johnny Depp on that show? Maybe he's the freaky guitar player that you can never hae sex with because he'll make an O with his mouth with really wide eyes. Ew that would be really creepy lol! I loved Real Women Have Curves except I missed the end and my friend was like 'all the fat ladies dropped their pants' and he disregarded the whole point of the movie with that face he made afterwards! Eek there's a mouse in the house! lol, don't worry all ends well. I promise))
Alexzgirl1 ((lol, I think I watched UnSweet Sixteen at least 20 times lol. I know most of the dialouge lol. I love Spiederman, there was a sad time in my life when I was a Juderman shipper. But then my faith was restored in Jommy and all is well in Instant Star land lol! Only 5 weeks? The 2nd season is so awesome, that is so exciting! Sounding like Sadie is bad. Just plain bad. Except she gets way better in the second season. She's less of a mean-spirited bitch and more of an older sister. And she has the day dream in the middle of the first episode of the second season and it is so funny! I'm laughing just thinking about it lol! There is definitely a sequel, never fear! lol))
VilandraofAntar ((Oh my God, now I am going to have the most irrational fear of billbaords! AND LAMP POSTS! lol, I feel like a kid who caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Even though I hate that saying with a passion, I want to hit people who say that. I won't hit me but I'm mentally berating myself for saying it lol. I seriously can't let go of this fic but I had to have it end sometime, so I sort of ended it. A sequel is coming and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna pick up right where this chapter leaves off. ps. I'm glad you liked it!))
Beauty in the Breakdown ((I always knew I had a twin! YAY! English and I weren't speaking for a while but I totally Aced my final so we're best friends again. Our airports are dismal for the most part because we basically only have Delta flying anywhere and Delta planes always smell like death to me. I just caffed up like 5 minutes ago and it's starting to kick in. I think I may have portioned beans to water incorrectly because my fingers are clattering up and down on the keyboard. This could be bad...))
I really hope everyone likes this chapter, I think it's right way to end it because of how the rest of Jude's week went. It has flashbacks of her memories throughout the week and I didn't include the performance but it's in a flashback. Her plan was basically changing the second song she was going to perform and it left a few people a little more than upset. Ok I feel evil, but read on, read on my friends:o)
Chapter 14: Le Loup Retourne Toujours au Bois
When you make a choice, in the end you're left with the choice that you didn't… not choose.
Ok I don't make sense but that's because I don't process well under duress. Liam is yelling at me with the force of Dick Cheney. He's such a butt hole. He needs to get laid… hard. Stupid pillow biter, I hate him. I want him to meet some large Sing-Sing inmate who'll show him around.
There has to be something illegally about the way he lives. Morally, he's as bankrupt as Michael Jackson, or Delta Airlines. I just have to get him on something federal… I had been having trouble taking his mad face seriously after catching him doing the dirty deed on an airplane, but my laughing only enraged him even more.
"I just saw Liam racking up some serious Preferred Member Points." "What?" He asked when realization donned on him as the disgust settled in. "Liam?" "Yes." "In the bathroom." "No." "What?" "In front of the peanuts."
But thinking about it only made me squirm in my seat like my butt was on fire. I looked back up at him but closed my eyes immediately, flash backs haunting me like a poltergeist. I didn't really see why he was so mad.
I mean I know I pulled a Red-Party or whatever they called that party on a boat, even though the boat didn't move the whole time we were there, but I rocked that effing stage tonight. And so did my band.
So what if I didn't perform the song we planned on?
So what if it wasn't one they heard before?
So what if it was kinda a jab at his ego because I open defied him again?
I was AWESOME! Andy Samberg told me so. Right after he hit on me. It was weird but whatever. It wasn't as weird as that freaky director who wanted to shoot my video from earlier in the week.
I shook my head vehemently at E.J. and becoming very uncomfortable under Herman's stare. God, I wanted to hit him. E.J. looked over at him apologetically while he tipped his beret and solemnly walked out of Darius' office. But not before adding "Adieu mes belles."
That guy may have scarred me for life. I think his face will be the last thing I see before I die. And the last thing I hear before I die will be E.J. singing On the Good Ship Lollypop.
"On the good ship lollypop" She started. Oh dear me! I thought she was hurting someone. Or leaking her brains out of her ear and paper clipping them to her nose. "Ok! I'm good!"
I sat in an isolated chair in an empty auditorium at almost 2 in the morning while Liam yelled at me so force fully his lips turned a nice shade of azul while all these memories bombarded me. I suddenly began reviewing the fresh memories of the performance.
"Once again ladies and gentlemen, Jude Harrison!" Adrienne announced with her endearing New York twang. At least I think its New York, I don't really know. I just know aboot us Canadians eh. I saw Darius looking up at me but I couldn't bring myself to look to Tommy yet. Spied and Wally started a ground shattering riff as I hummed along to the backbeats.
'There's me looking down at my shoes
The one smiling like the sun, that you
What were you thinking?
What was the song inside your head?
There's us going on about a band
Working out how we'd play your hands
I lay there dreaming later all alone in my head
If I was stupid maybe careless'
So were you'
I half shouted and half sang in the name of rock and in the name of love! We pushed through the second verse and through the second repeat of the chorus then Kyle clashed the cymbals harshly as the low notes of Wally's bass faded off until they were inaudible. The end of the song approached and only Spied was left jamming. I looked at him once and we shared a moment where it was only us, but soon the pounding force of his guitar died away as I strummed my acoustic.
'Not everything is supposed to come true
Some words are best unsaid
Some love is not really love at all
I'll keep everything I shared with you
And that's enough
There's us'
I hummed the s until the purr of the last chord died away. I looked down and I felt Tommy looking up at me. I really wished I had super-powers. Because I would be able to fly and I would know what Tommy was thinking. Or I wish I were the Flash because he's so awesome.
I saw Darius come over and I was about to burst into tears. I wouldn't win anything with those two against me! They're like the two twin girls from The Shining.
(Which was a scary book! The one time I decided to read something, it scares the few wits I have, right outta me! No wonder Joey put his copy in the freezer in that one episode.
…I guess I could always blame my lapse in judgment on reading. The little common sense I had bust into flames along with that book, after I threw it in the fireplace. It did cause a mini-fire. And dad was really pissed off. He asked me if I was nuts and I told him maybe and then his eyelid started twitching and I ran away because… well I don't know why. But I didn't want to stick around.)
"Liam. Back off." Darius said authoritatively. He turned to me as I flinched.
Oh shit.
"Jude," he started seriously, making me grow more afraid as the excruciating seconds ticked by, "you were phenomenal." He told me as his serious face melted into a proud and P.Diddy smile.
It was a beautiful thing. He wasn't pissed off. It must be that karate stuff he does. It must help him find his center. Or his chi. YAY for Darius! He found his happy place. Or maybe he's dealing with his boiling anger
("Jude!" A shout shook the entire building to its knees. Uh-oh. I looked over to Kwest worriedly, that was definitely Darius' mad voice.)
and turning it positive. Liam and I stared at him, each of us completely dumbfounded, for a silent moment, and then Liam recovered. Quite angrily. Maybe Darius' coping strategies were only a positive for me.
"What are you talking about? She went completely off what we planned, she disregarded your authority, my authority, she put the studio on the line, almost shot our credibility out the window."
"First of all Liam, you have no authority over me. You're just a Crocodile Dundee wanna be in my book. I suggest you get a hat. And I almost did, but I didn't. So shut the hell up." I said furiously.
Did I just say that out loud?
Yea, I think I did. Uh oh, Liam is going to kill me in my sleep. No actually… judging by his look he might just do it in daylight, be damned the consequences. I whimpered in my seat silently praying to God.
But suddenly, like my knight in shining armor, Tommy strode over. The dark lighting hid his face and I felt my stomach tighten again. I really did not want to throw up now. That would ruin whatever chances I had left.
"Mind if I take her?" I nodded furiously, not wanting to see why Liam was wringing his hands to viciously. And that was a scarier aspect than meeting Pasty in a dark alley.
Pasty is way more dangerous. I don't care that Angelina collected knives when she was younger, Pasty is like the devil on Earth.
And the only thing more frightening than Pasty flying solo, is Pasty and Jamie.
Pasty called him from Studio 2. "Hey Jimmy! Come unblock my system. I need to let my juices flow." She growled, setting images in my mind that I did not need. Ever. Yuck. Jastie sex. Ew. Jamie scampered off and as soon as she grabbed a hold of him and slammed the door with a leather-Caveman Days-inspired club. I knew I would not be seeing Jamie for a long, long time.
And even though I already had a notion of why Liam was wringing his hands like Charles Mason, confirming my suspicions would call for me to put me at his mercy.
No strike that, he has no mercy. Because he has no soul.
"Sadie totally skated on you." I muttered as I walked past him.
He turned his head immediately, giving me whiplash and bore his teeth like a hungry dog. Ok that just scares me. So much. I lost my footing slightly and Tommy grasped my hand led me on. We looked down various hallways and he jiggled a doorknob it swung upon the reveal an empty room.
What it was doing there was beyond me. Maybe it's like that Room of Requirement in Harry Potter, the one that Dumbledore found one night when he really had to pee. I thought that was funny but when I mentioned it to Spied he scoffed in my face. He actually scoffed.
This is why I couldn't date him. Who wants someone scoffing at them all the time? Like Jeffery in The Fresh Prince of Bellaire. But I loved Jeffery so much; I told Sadie I was going to marry him. Then she scoffed and said something about typical and then told me she would marry Carlton because he's richer than Will even though he's uglier. Poor Kwest.
"There's us." He said but posed it like he was asking me. I heard the lock switch on the door and I knew we were secured inside. I closed the distance between us as he approached me.
"Le loup retourne toujours au bois." I told him. I'm so resourceful.
I totally looked it up after my birthday and figured out it means the wolf always returns to the woods. Just like I would always go back to Tommy. I'm the wolf. He's the woods. Pretty sexy, eh?
Please note my tongue-and-cheek demeanor trying to cover up how nervous I am. Hell… revel in it. Bathe in it! Ok don't do that but I encourage that you bask in its glow.
He chuckled softly against my skin as his breath tickled my lips. I felt myself flash back to the first time I met Craig.
"Well lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off." He said on a laugh. I moved my head to within his line of vision. I smiled and unknowingly licked my lips. But when I felt myself shiver again after his breath hit them, I realized my lips were wet. He inhaled to say something while I leaned in closer to hear.
And then Tommy had walked in and went Clint Eastwood on my ass.
"Do you want this Tommy? Are you sure I'm the one running?Are you sure you're not the one who's a little screwy?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood, but really needing to know.
I went out on a limb and it was in this moment that I was gonna fall on my ass or find myself in Tommy's arms. I watched his face visibly darken and clench.
Slipping...
I felt one hand release mine.
Falling…
And just as I thought I was gonna smash my face against the ground, I felt him ease with a smile as the hand went to cradle my face.
"If this is crazy, there's nothing I'd rather be." He whispered on a light laugh. I felt myself think back to Shay.
"See I was inspiration before you even met me." "What?" Is he high? On life? "I'm tryin' to shake you from my skin." He recited in my face. What a loser, who knows the words to my songs like that.
And right after that I had thought back to my infamous birthday. Back to infamous Tommy.
A giggle passed through my rib cage and escaped slightly from my lips. He watched my face grow serious again; I could feel him watching me. "Jude" he started.
He always started with that, and I always interrupted him. I wasn't going to this time.
"I can't know why weare so magnetic. But I can't fight this force anymore. I don't want to." He told me. Wow, that was really bad. But it was worse that I felt my knees go weak and a smile playing on my lips.
"Then we won't." I told him.
Ileaned my forehead against his as I felt his hand trace circles along my back soothingly. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine for a fluttering moment. I smiled against his lips as he pulled me closer.
We didn't loose ourselves this time.
No one interrupted us this time.
We didn't jump apart in surprise this time.
But I couldn't help but think back to all the times that Sadie has walked in. I let the recycled air caress me, pulling my inch-by-inch closer to him. He helped me closed the distance and our lips met softly. I pressed the rest of my body against him as he welcomed it, grasping me tighter and closer. The light suddenly flicked off and I jumped back in horrified surprise. I looked to the doorway to see a very irate looking Sadie, standing with a hand sarcastically on hip and tapping her foot.
I slowly pulled away as he grasped my hand and we made our way outside into the cold air. The group was no where to be found so we pushed our way to the limo as I sat in his lap to watch the new snow patter against the tinted windows and his fingers traced the outline of the tattoo on my exposed ankle. It made me think back to Spied.
"Still think Sadie would hula with me?" He asked with a watery laugh. I laughed with him, letting few tears fall as I slapped him lightly on the arm. "Did I ever tell you I got a tattoo?" I started. He stopped laughing and looked at me in sheer surprise.
After that we had resolved to get matching tattoos of 'Dude' and 'Sweet' from Dude Where's my Car. I made a mental note of never bringing that up to him or else I would probably get dude plastered on my ass for eternity.
I turned around and took Tommy's lips again while his arms encircled my waist and his hands traveled up my back and his fingers danced along my zipper. It all reminded me of that Yellow Card song… damn it! What was that called… oh duh Ocean Avenue. And the lyrics are something like we were both 16 and it felt so right, except Tommy and I aren't both sixteen. Actually, neither of us is. But the other part is pretty much dead on.
Cue that sexy voice from the MasterCard commercials here:
A Week full of Drama: A few years off my life
Custom Designed Dress for SNL: More than Portia was willing to tell me
Making out with Tommy:… I'm pretty sure you guys can guess.
Can I just one thing? The only thing that sucks harder than Wilmer Valderrama and math on a Friday, combined, is people ruining my endings. Seriously. My little MasterCard thing would have been perfect and adorable and Fairytale wonderful ending to such a hellish and eventful week. But please guess who ruined it for me…
The door pulled open quietly as a voice filled the air. "Jude, why are you on top of Tommy?" E.J. asked, her eyes wide with shock.
Oh shit!
"Tommy why are you unzipping Jude's dress?" Portia asked in disgust a slight astonishment.
Oh shit! Take 2
"Jude, why are you giving me the finger?" Jamie asked me amusedly. "Tommy, why are you still groping Jude?" Spied asked him pompously.
Oh shit! Take 3
"You've been caught." Liam said with a voice that made me think the stick he shoved up his ass so long ago was strangling him now. With a vengeance.
Oh shit! Take 4
"Where's my knife?" Pasty roared and almost lunged at Jamie with fury.
Oh shit! Take 5
I don't think Jamie was the one who took it. I would have told her but she was ripping Jamie's hair out so hard the follicles were coming out too.
Oh Gimme Fiction, and tell me this isn't happening.
Jamie's gonna have a bald spot because of me! "Dad is gonna be so mad at you." Sadie taunted lightly. What? Is everyone putting two cents in? I'm not a church; I was not passing the collection basket around!
"JUDE! Get off of Tommy." Darius demanded.
Oh hell…
Fade to Black
But one more thing: Is it weird that I really want some Goldfish right now? I mean I realize the seriousness of the situation but I really want some.
The End! How sad is that? I really want to thank everyone that's been reading and reviewing especially:
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I live and breathe for you guys and I hope you'll follow me along the sequel! Speaking of which, I plan to have that up within theweek-end or the week.I'm gonna stay alongthe WorldLeader Pretendroute, and title it after one of their songs again. I'm debating between Tit for Tat, Dreamdaddy or Punches (which was also the title of their newest album that I am in love with). I've written a little bit and I'll give you guys a few lines from the first chapter:
"No, come on Tom! Be stupid with me!" I can't handle being the braindead one of the group. That's not fair!
"Spied I wouldn't count on Jamie puckering up any time soon. Unless you wear the cherry lip gloss that I happen to know he loves" Can anyone say Very Cherry?
It's all happening at Christmastime so that's an intregal role to that plot but other than that I have no idea lol. I want to say thank you again because I just love you all so much and I'm so glad you liked it!
Rachel :o)
