Hi everyone. Sorry it's been so long but I needed a break from this, so I updated NSTB. But finally here it is: CHAPTER 20!
This is also probably my longest chapter yet!
Oh, and the lyrics used are Sunset Borderline by Sandi Thom.
Please R&R
Alexz
When Jude saw the blood on Tommy's hand, memories that she would rather forget came rushing back.
She remembered the awful night;
Finding Brendan in her kitchen;
Brendan raping her;
Remembering feeling dirty afterwards...
And the amount of blood left behind. The amount that she couldn't erase from her mind.
She froze, staring off into space.
"Jude?" Tommy looked at her, concern and worry on his face.
"Jude are you okay?"
"What do you want from me?"
He smiled an evil smile.
"Something I want from all of my favourite redheads."
Jude screamed.
Immediately Tommy was by her side, lunch forgotton.
"Jude, tell me what's wrong. Let me help you."
All he got from her was a faint whisper.
"Help me. Tommy. Please."
Tommy wrapped his arms around her, and whispered comforting words in her ear.
Over the course of the next hour, Jude explained everything to Tommy, everything his brother did to her was voiced.
Old wounds were re-opened.
"Okay." Jude sniffed. "I'm finished. I never want to talk about it again, but at least there's someone else who knows."
She flung her arms around him.
"I know it was hard for you Tom but, thanks. I feel so much better."
Jude's retelling had left him shocked.
"I heard a noise downstairs so I went to look. He was standing there."
Tears began to stream down her face as he listened.
"He backed me into a wall and told me I'd enjoy it. That's when he started taking off my pyjama pants. I tried hitting him but he slammed me into the floor. I don't know what else happened. I woke up to find him gone and there was blood everywhere."
"Um... Tommy? On the way back can we stop at a drug store? I need to pick up something."
A thought came to him.
"Jude no. You aren't going to kill yourself."
Jude stared at him like he was crazy.
"Chill Quincy. All I need is some hair dye."
He asked her why.
"He said he liked redheads."
That was all the answers Tommy needed. His brother had said he liked redheads, so she didn't want to be one anymore.
"Fair enough. So, what colour?"
She smiled at him.
"It's a surprise."
After stopping at the drug store they went straight back to the villa.
Jude went straight to the bathroom and locked the door.
Picking up her guitar, Tommy began strumming random chords.
Half an hour later, Jude emerged.
Turning around from his position on the couch, he looked at her.
She had curled her newly dyed hair into loose ringlets.
He liked her new look. It wasn't exactly punk-princess, but it worked.
He smiled at her.
"Blonde works on you girl."
She smiled back at him.
"Thanks. I like it too."
After dinner, they sat out side watching the sunset.
"Tommy, thanks for bringing me here."
Suddenly, Jude jumped up.
"Girl, what's wrong?"
She picked up her guitar.
"I told you I might need this!"
He smiled at her.
"New song?"
Nodding her head, she sat cross-legged on the floor by the pool, with her notebook and guitar.
Tommy left her to work.
He came back after an hour.
Stopping in the door frame, he listened.
"A simple scent of summer stole my heart for the last dance
the smell of two-stroke petrol from a motorbike we used to have
those playing fields of cut grass you know high school left me kind of blue
now with every sweet summer breeze I'll be thinking of you
Now I'm waiting for the sunset borderline
every suns gotta set with time
but I'll remember those moments for evermore
as the days where nothing had changed at all.
Found a long lost picture of the car we used to run
cotton candy coloured paintwork looked so faded in the sun
and that 6 o clock sunrise you always used to drive me to
guess that long lost picture will always have me thinking, have me thinking of you
Now I'm waiting for the sunset borderline
every suns gotta set with time
but I'll remember those moments for evermore
as the days where nothing had changed at all.
So for every little sad sweet love song that's ever sung, I'll be thinking
and for every lost summers day that ever been and gone, I'll be thinking
I wonder if your gonna be the tear that follows me,
until that sun is set I guess I'll always be
Waiting for the sunset borderline
every suns gotta set with time
but I'll remember those moments for evermore
as the days where nothing had changed at all.
Turned into the radio flicking through the stations one by one
tried to listen through the rain while
humming those melodies alone
I remember how you told me Lennon & McCartney
always pulled you through
so as the music fades out I'll be thinking, I'll be thinking of you"