Here is chapter two, but first I want to thank Tommy4eva and angel422 for their wonderful reviews! You guys are too nice to me!

This chapter focuses in on Jude, with lyrics to Recycled Air by the Postal Service. It's a great song, I completely recommend it to anyone who likes/loves/listens to Death Cab. It's awesome! Ithas a similar flashback, in bold, through Jude's eyes in the early middle.

I hope you guys likeit!

Disclaimer:I think everyone can make an educated guess and know that I don't own anything, but I wish I did:o)

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Jude strolled aimlessly throughout the office that had once been his. She looked at the various awards he had received during and post- Boyz Attack nation. She saw the platinum record frames from his former band hidden behind the others or in remote extremities of the room. She felt a wave of pain flash through her core as her knees wavered beneath her. She inhaled sharply, pushing it within the recess of her darkened heart. Her limbs went numb as her nerves cried out, not knowing what to do when the heart had no reason to pump.

Slow fade into

Jude founded a latent picture lying across his desk that pulled the sorrow out from its hidden corner, from where it was forgotten in its peaceful and undisturbed slumber. The ache growled and reared its head, scoffing at the puddle of tears leaking from her wallowing puddle of frozen love that had become her heart. The pain stretched from the alcoves of her shadowed betrayal and poked her heart meanly. She felt the tears fall faster against the wall of her abdomen and leak onto the fingers that clasped together to stifle it. She sank down in his plush chair, smelling the scent he left behind. She turned her body around and pushed her face to the soft leather of the headrest. She inhaled again, recognizing the scent of his forgotten cigarettes and her hot tears fusing. She wanted to memorize the stench of utter desperation and desolation.

The ocean's arms

"I don't think I'll be coming back." He told her as she looked to her feet. The pain in his voice reached out, pulling and tugging at Jude to listen. She felt her reality ungluing itself piece by bitter piece. She felt a colossal mass drop around her whole world, crushing her under the cruel weight. She stayed still for a moment, the image of a Tommy she knew before, captured in the air in front of her. She heard the slam of a car door as the picture dropped away before her eyes and splinter at harsh contact with the solid floor. She felt a hand come from somewhere deep inside her and clutch her heart so painfully, so mightily. She ran from the over illuminated room that shone too brightly for her dimming consciousness. She breathed in the night's air, feeling her heart push against the strains of its new ropes.

He looked back at her once more with pity in his eyes. She felt another mass fall from around her head and shatter around the ground she watched his feet tread. She felt every promise and unsaid love they ever had float off with the harsh wind that whipped around her face, stinging her hot tears cold.

And from here

She closed her eyes, not able to watch him running away, and saw the unspoken promises she made to herself take form. They asked her what she was thinking. How could he want her? How she could have led herself down such a path? She exhaled and watched them fall away with the tears that streamed down her face. She wiped them away as she called his name frantically into night's oppressive cover. Her life depended on him; she heard the tire treads screech wildly over the pavement and felt her heart leap in front of him. Tommy looked back, tearing Jude apart. His wheels pushed forward, crushing her heart flat against the wet ground. She felt her tears drop numbly against her cheeks as the wind made her skin burn. She clutched her head, knowing that if she wished hard enough she could bring him back. She knew it. "Tommy!" She cried in final attempt.

They can't see me stare

She watched him turn back, but all she saw was the pain that wouldn't shake from his eyes. It seeped into pools in his piercing gaze and dammed down against his cheeks in floods of promises left to wither. She breathed in the callous air, the grip around her breaking heart tightening. He was gone. She was gone.

The pain wrapped itself around her heart even more fiercely, as small pieces broke off in its grip. She inhaled once more; quelling the pain she refused to feel, and picked up the photograph that stung her so profusely. Jude stared at it for a silent moment, in reverence of what used to be. She pushed it against the desk, his face turned away from her. The soft light of a candle blew away within her and total darkness sealed her in. She felt the outside world melt away as her pain went coursing and rampaging through her body like a restless stead. It trampled and kicked away the memories she shared with him into a dust of blinded forgetting. She felt the grinding pieces cut under its hooves like sharp glass edges, searing pain more intensely.

The stale taste

She inhaled deeply; once more pushing used breaths into her body, only to be met with a struggle that finally broke Tommy's torturous hold around her heart. The air circulated lifelessly through her veins as her heart rejected the wasted space. The fingers fell from contact and sagged limply into her inward pools of tears she had cried for Tommy. The palm caught the remnants and scatters of a swelled heart that burst in pain. Her eyelids flew open again as the sounds of the last night rang out in her ears. She reached for the picture again and felt Tommy staring back at her. His smile taunted her, laughing manically at her. She saw his eyes void of the pain and pity that haunted her now. Jude let her head fall back as Tommy's voice played on an endless loop in her ears and his speeding car driving around an infinite track in her mind.

Of recycled air

She felt an embrace fasten the warmth she had left in her slowly freezing body. His departure left her cold; the shell of her life, that he continued to break, left her wanton. Jude was present in her sister's caring arms while her mind and heart traveled unknown distances and times to be with the one who left.

Calm down

Jude's bloodshot, bleary eyes looked up at Sadie. "He's gone Sadie." "I know." She told her sister, running a soft hand through her hair, wanting nothing more than for Jude to be whole again. She wanted to bear the pain that left her younger sister barren and missing. She wanted to give her back a spark of life. To give her back a spark of hope that he would be back. That he could come back.

Release your cares

Jude felt the unavoidable pain finally take control as she fell into its snarling claws that now cradled her into a tortuous numbness. She heard and felt her sister's coos wash over her as she sat in a cold room that Tommy left behind and lived with an empty heart that he had taken with him. She breathed in again the worn and tearful air, filling her lungs and feeling her tears slip in, letting her heartbreak acclimate her to being left alone.

The stale taste of recycled air.

Ok next chapter is posing serious problems, but I'm going off to hopefully finish a chapter of Bang Theory and I hope that'll open the muse flood gates lol. Please review, it's more than welcomed. It's loved... I'm a junkie ;o)