Disclaimer: Everyone should know by now that I don't own Instant Star.
Chapter 10: Let me be
"This is Crissy?" I hissed.
She took her claws out of Tommy and turned to face me. "My name is Christina West, but you can call me Ms. West."
"Uh, hi. For one, you're a fan of Tommy's while I'm an artist. Two, I don't have to respect you after what you did."
She stared at me and cocked her head to the side. "What's your name?"
"The name's Jude Harrison. You should know it really well by this point in time."
Her face formed a very strange expression; somewhere between shocked, scared, and angry. "Y-you're J-Jude?"
"Yeah. I'm Jude." I became furious within one second flat. "You should feel so miserable with yourself! You little bi-"
"Whoa, Jude!" Tommy yelled as came from behind me and wrapped me in a hug, getting me to shut up. "You need to chill."
"I don't want to chill!" I screamed through his arms.
I could've stayed there for as long as I wanted if Tommy Jr. hadn't started crying.
Tommy let go of me. "Jude, can you take care of him? I need to talk to Crissy."
"No, I want to hear this."
"Jude, please."
"C'mon, Jude," Shay added, pulling on my arm.
"No."
"Jude, go, now!"
"Tommy, this involves me too!"
"You need to take care of your son, now!" He gave me a little push to the door.
I turned to face him. "Our son."
Tommy looked like he was choking on his own words.
I felt Shay's hand on my shoulder. "Let's take care of Little Tommy." He grabbed my hand and pulled me outside, while I just stared at Tommy.
"I still can't believe that she showed up, after all this time!" I practically cried. "He called Tommy my son, like he had nothing to do with him." I looked through the window on the door and pushed open the door with my foot.
"I know…" Shay said.
"Shh!" I hushed him. "I want to hear this." I leaned in so I could hear.
"So you just thought that you'd come back to me? What's with you, Crissy? Did you expect me just to forgive you and come back?"
"Look, I'm sorry about him but… I just don't know. I want you back, Tom."
"Crissy, I can't go back, Jude has a kid."
"Yeah, I kind of figure. I mean what a slut, she was dating you and then when you're on tour hooks up with someone else."
"Her son, is also mine. And you know that! You deleted all the messages from her."
"Why does it matter? She was doing fine on her own. I want you to come back."
"I can't."
I noticed her hand lingering on his neck. "She can handle things on her own. She's so famous that she won't even know that you left. She doesn't need you."
I pushed my son into Shay's arms. I was ready for a showdown; I wanted to rip every single strand of shiny blonde hair out of her head.
"Jude, don't," Shay said as he tried to grab my wrist.
I pushed the door open and stormed into the lobby. "I swear to god that if it wasn't going to be all over tabloids, I would so kick the shit out of you."
"Like you could."
"Oh…" I moved toward her but Tommy held me back. "A little twig like you? Snap you in half."
"I'd like to see you try."
"Now you're going down." I tried to squirm out of his arms. "Tommy, let me go, I want to rip her hair out."
"Easy there, Girl," he called.
"Like I said when I wanted to kill Eden, it's rightful homicide."
"But the press would have a field day with it."
"That's true."
"Tommy, it's over between me and him," Crissy spoke.
"Who?" I asked, trying to calm down.
"The guy she was seeing while she was dating me," Tommy explained.
"Yeah," she agreed.
I cocked my head to one side and blinked a couple of times, trying to get that through my head. "So you took Tommy away from me and our son, just to cheat on him? Okay, now you're going to need a wig!"
"No, Jude!" He restrained me even more.
"Please, Tommy, just a handful of hair?"
"Jude, stop. Can we please be civil about this?"
"Maybe you guys can but I'm still plotting ways to kill her and make it look like an accident."
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
"Let's get back to the point. What are you doing here?"
"I really need to tell you something."
"Oh what you're pregnant again?" I sneered.
"You're one to talk," she shot back.
"Guys, stop," Tommy commanded. "What's up, Crissy?"
"Um, when I got pregnant, before I lost the baby, I told my mom about it."
"So?"
"Well, she thinks we're married."
AN: Bwa ha ha ha! I'm so evil to everyone! Anyways, R&R!