A/N: Thanks for all the reviews guys, they keep me going! It's kind of a short chapter, and I wrote it while singing to Alexz Johnson, so it might appear like I should be in an asylum. So tell me what you think. Thanks.
- Edie (It's pronounced E-dee)
"Why are you calling. I mean, why are you calling now?" Your voice came through the speaker. I nearly fainted right then and there, but realized if I did our conversation would be over.
I opened my mouth to speak, but for the first time in my life no words formed. That always happens in movies, but I never thought it could happen in real life. I literally lost my ability to speak for a short period of time because of you.
"Why are you in an asylum?" You asked me.
Apparently you hadn't been keeping up with the tabloids. They littered my life like garbage on the street. Hm…that's a good metaphor that I just made up. Wait…is that a metaphor or a simile? Whatever. Back to you.
I realized I was crying because of the sweet sound of your voice. I hadn't cried in a long time, but it felt good.
"Jude? Talk to me." You prodded the words out of me.
"I'm sorry." I said simply, and my voice broke.
I heard you sigh over the phone.
"You don't have to be sorry, Jude. You didn't do anything." You said. Once again I didn't reply.
"I need you." I was forming small sentences, but still, they meant the world.
There was a long silence.
"Jude, I can't handle this right now. I have to go. Bye." You said.
"Wait!" I yelled, but the click had already come, signaling the line had been cut off, and that you were sitting where ever you were, being afraid of what had just happened. I could read you like a book, still can.
I wiped the lost tears from my cheeks and smiled, trying to appear brave for the woman sitting at her desk in front of me. I got up from my position and walked over to her, handing her the phone. She smiled sadly.
"He's why, isn't he?" She asked, but I wasn't going to satisfy her with an answer, she didn't really care, she just wanted an answer out of me. I just turned around and left the room.