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Chapter 4

Jude closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the taxi's seat. She was so tired. After fighting with Georgia and having to tell a million people that she didn't feel like celebrating the end of the tour, she just wanted to go home and crawl into her own bed and sleep for days. But that wasn't allowed, Darius wanted her at the studio at 8 in the morning. That was less than six hours from now and she was still half an hour from home.

She still couldn't believe that nobody had shown up from her family. Her mom had told her, not even a month ago, that the whole family was going to be here tonight. And now, not one person had shown up. She knew they had all seen her perform before but not in front of this huge of a crowd. Now she had to take a taxi, that she really couldn't afford, only because she was too chicken to ask for a ride. She didn't want anybody to know that her own family had blown off one of her big nights.

She also hadn't seen Tommy since he'd walked away and Kwest had been busy running around being Darius's errand boy. She was positive she was going to get yelled at for leaving without letting anybody know. She really didn't think a phone call to Spiederman's voicemail counted. Besides, she didn't really care at this point.

Jude barely said three words to the taxi driver, quite content to travel in silence. She wanted to forget about tonight and just relax but she kept seeing the look in Tommy's eyes right before he walked away. It had looked like he was in pain or something but that was ridiculous. What did he have to be hurt about? It wasn't like Jude had gone and wrecked their friendship or anything. Okay, so she'd walked away and left him with the impression that she wasn't going to talk to him anymore. She was sixteen, she was suppose to freak out and basically confuse everybody around her.

She was still mad at him, but after seeing him at the concert tonight. Some of the anger had turned into sadness and now she really wished she could take back some of things she had said. Mainly the never want to see you again; that was a bald face lie. Jude couldn't even imagine not seeing him again.

"Miss, we're here," the driver said looking at her from the rearview mirror. Jude nodded and handed over more than enough money for the fare and hurried out of the taxi. She was less than five minutes from her bed and nothing was going to keep her from it. Well, except for the For Sale sign prominently displayed in her front lawn. Now who in the hell put that there?

Jude stumbled past it glancing back at it as she put her key in the lock on the front door. Well, at least that still worked. She opened the door, not exactly sure what to expect. The main foyer was empty. The rug that Sadie and her mom had spent all day shopping for was gone. The little table that everybody always set their house keys on was no longer there. And the mirror, the old Victorian mirror that Stuart's mother had given them in her will was missing too. Maybe they'd been robbed.

When she stepped into the living room and that was empty too, Jude knew that they hadn't been robbed. Her family had moved and not told her. She walked farther into the room, picturing what it use to look like. She hoped her mom hadn't gotten rid of the couch. Jude loved laying on the couch writing lyrics down.

Jude's stomach grumbled and she hurried to the kitchen but wasn't at all surprised to find it empty too. She opened the fridge but it was empty and obviously turned off. She couldn't believe her mom had moved and didn't say a word. Didn't even send a damn letter. Jude was afraid to go upstairs. She already suspected her room would be empty but there was that silly smidgen of hope that her mom would have left that one alone; left it for her to pack at least.

Jude took one last deep breath before she headed up the stairs. She peered into the rooms as she made her way to hers at the end up of the hallway. Sadie's room was empty, no surprise there, she'd moved out over the summer. Her mom's room was empty too, along with the bathroom. Jude paused right outside her door and closed her eyes as she stepped inside.

It was empty. Her oasis, the one place where Jude could escape into her own world, into her own music was gone. Now it was just an empty room. All her posters were gone, hopefully not in the trash, some of those posters were worth a lot of money. Her bed, the place where most of her songs were born, was gone. Everything was gone. Her mom had entered her room and packed everything without telling her. Who did that?

Jude walked over to her window and looked outside. She could see Jamie's house down the street, the light on in his room. She wished that she could walk over there and knock on his door and know that he'd let her borrow a pillow and let her crash. But she couldn't do that, didn't know if they were even friends anymore, and she hated that most of all. Jude Harrison, rock star extraordinaire, didn't even have a single friend she could call and ask to crash with them. How pathetic was she?

Jude turned away from the window, feeling the tears welling up behind her eyes she walked over to where her bed was suppose to be. She took off the hooded sweatshirt she was wearing and threw it on the ground. She dropped to her knees and slowly laid down until her head was lying on her sweatshirt. The last thought she remembered having was she wished her mom would have left her bed.

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"Tommy!" Kwest yelled seeing his best friend and fellow producer walking towards his viper. "Have you seen Jude?" he asked hopefully, knowing Darius was going to take a huge bite out of his ass if he didn't find her soon.

"Haven't seen her since she talked with Georgia," Tommy said walking back towards his friend. "You should talk to the band, I'm sure they know where she is."

"I did, Spied said she borrowed his sweatshirt about half an hour ago and mumbled something about finding a bed," Kwest said shaking his head in confusion. "We've checked all the buses and nobody saw her leave."

"She has to be here," Tommy said, kissing goodbye a good night's sleep. Not that it would have been that good to begin with.

"Darius is going to kill me," Kwest said the tone of his voice coming to close to a whine. Tommy hated whining.

"Dude, calm down, we'll find her," Tommy said deciding to check all the buses himself. His Jude would have found the quietest corner and curled into a little ball to sleep. If you weren't looking closely, you might miss her. But after he'd searched all the buses, and any other place he could think of.

"Okay, she's left the arena," Tommy told Kwest quietly.

"She wouldn't just leave without telling anybody," Kwest said pacing back and forth.

"Well, she didn't just leave without telling anybody," Spiederman said from behind them. When they both turned to face him, he held up his cell phone with a smirk. "Seems the rock princess only wanted me to know where she was going."

"Where?" Kwest asked one step away from ripping the cell phone out of Jude's lead guitarist hand.

"I don't know if I should tell you," Spied said turning to walk away. "She did say she wanted to be alone for awhile."

"If you don't tell me where she went, I swear I will make you regret it," Tommy said clenching his hand into a fist.

"Chill man," Spied said glaring at him. "She just went home."

"Let me hear the message," Kwest said eyeing Tommy. If he was trying to pretend him and Jude were just friends. He was failing miserably.

Spied put his phone on speaker and called his voicemail. He held it out so they could all here it. "Hey Spied, it's me…I mean Jude. I just thought somebody should know I left, and yeah, I chose you. Do you feel special? Nah, anyway, I'm heading home. I'm gonna crash before my 8 o'clock meeting tomorrow morning. So yeah, I'm okay. See you tomorrow. Goodnight."

"So you see, she's okay," Spiederman said rolling his eyes before he walked away.

Tommy stared off after him for a couple seconds before he turned to face Kwest. "I'm going to call her house quick, make sure she got there okay." Kwest nodded and watched as Tommy dialed his cell phone but he hung up to fast to have talked to anybody. "There phone is no longer in service."

Kwest sighed. "Well, witness me walking proudly into my execution." Tommy shook his head and smiled at his friends theatrics. He never realized how much of a drama queen Kwest could be. Tommy once again turned and made his way towards his car when somebody else's voice stopped him. Only he never thought he'd hear her voice again, and if by some miracle he did, it definitely wasn't anytime in this century.

"Tommy, have you seen Jude?" Sadie asked with her arms crossed over her chest. She wasn't even looking him in the eye, but over his shoulder.

"I thought you said you never wanted to see me again," Tommy said confused.

"No sorry, you must have me confused with my sister. I said I never wanted to speak to you again," Sadie said glaring at him.

Tommy stared at her and decided telling her that Jude did the whole woman scorned thing better wasn't in his best interests. "And yet, here you are, speaking to me."

"Only because Mom freaked when she had to work and couldn't come to the show. Plus Dad and Yvette are out of town doing God knows what. So I get little sister patrol and have to pick her up so she can get the shock of a lifetime," Sadie rambled.

"Well you just missed her," Tommy said starting to walk towards his car.

"What do you mean? Not that you'll tell me the truth anyways," Sadie said following him.

"Look Sadie, I don't feel like dealing with your drama tonight, so please go find Kwest, he'll fill you in," Tommy said without even looking at her.

"Tommy, if you know where Jude is, just tell me," Sadie said not wanting to walk around the Arena one more time. Her feet were killing her. "I'll never talk to you again after this moment."

"Your sister went home earlier tonight. I'm not sure how, my guess is a taxi, since everybody she knows is pretty much here," Tommy said motioning around to everybody. "So go home and congratulate your sister on a job well done. She's definitely made it to the big leagues." Tommy turned but saw out of the corner of his eye that Sadie was just standing there, frozen. "What's wrong now?"

"Please tell me you didn't just say what I thought you said," Sadie said closing her eyes.

"What, that Jude's made it to the big leagues. Well she did," Tommy said confused. But then his eyes opened in surprise. "Please don't tell me you're still jealous of her. Damn Sadie, she's your sister."

"Oh shut up you ass," Sadie said pushing his shoulder. "I'm not jealous of my sister. I don't want her life, maybe I use to, but not anymore. Not if she has to work with jerks like you." When Tommy just rolled her eye she glared at him. "And I know she's made it to the big leagues, as you call it. She's damn talented and I've always had faith in her, even when we weren't getting along."

"So then what did I say that made you so worried?" Tommy asked trying to remember what he said.

"That Jude went home, please tell me she didn't," Sadie said getting worked up again.

"Is that a bad thing? The girls tired, she's had a long couple of months and now that G Major's under new management, her life's just gotten a little more complicated," Tommy said rolling his eyes. "So whatever you had planned, it's canceled, let the girl sleep."

"Tommy, she couldn't have gone home because we don't have a home anymore," Sadie said softly. When Tommy finally stopped and faced her so she knew he was listening she continued. "My mom isn't planning anything, unless it's how she's going to go to work tomorrow on only four hours of sleep. She's working her second job tonight Tommy. And I was late picking up Jude because I had to work and my boss is a jerk and made me stay late to cover a shift."

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?" Tommy asked slowly.

"I knew how you felt about me when you never showed in Europe and never answered your cell phone," Sadie said coldly. "I didn't think you'd care about my new wonderful, freedom full life. What a joke, I go to school all day and work all night just to help my mom with rent, food and Jude."

"What happened to your house?"

"Dad hasn't exactly been steady with the child support payments and my mom couldn't afford the house payment. So she had to sell it, or put it up for sale, hasn't sold yet." Sadie crossed her arms again, she couldn't believe she was telling him all of this but for some reason, confiding in Tommy was easy.

"And let me guess, you never told Jude any of this," Tommy said sarcastically. This is what Georgia had been talking about, Jude's mom had sold their home.

"Don't judge us," Sadie said angrily. "We didn't want to wreck her tour and I was suppose to be her in time to tell her on the way to mom's new apartment."

"Do you even realize how much this is going to hurt her? Affect her? She's already angry at you for keeping whatever we were a secret, now this. Are you tying to permanently damage your relationship with your sister?" Tommy asked confused.

"I didn't want to be the bad guy!" Sadie yelled. "I know she hates me and I didn't want her to hate me anymore. She loves that house and this is going to kill her. I can't imagine what's going through her mind right now."

"She's all alone," Tommy said finally realizing where Jude probably was. He glared at Sadie one last time and ran to his car. He didn't know if she'd be happy to see him but he wasn't going to let that stop him from being there for him. Georgia didn't know how right she was when she said Jude would need him, it seemed they were all in for some surprises. Tommy just hoped they could pass this hurdle before the next one came flying at them.