I am so sorry it's taken me so long to update! Lets just say I was recovering from the season finale and well, I needed to get inspired but I did and in a big way. The story is really starting to flow now, writing itself if that makes sense. I am a huge Jommy fan so there will be some good Jommy moments coming up, I promise. Please tell me what you think, review pretty please. It doesn't take that long and I promise, if you have any ideas, I will try my hardest to work them in. Usually your ideas are better than mine anyways. :) R and R!
Chapter 6
Jude walked into G Major not sure what to expect. But she definitely wasn't expecting it to look the same. The same boring paint, same couches, even the same pictures on the walls. "Doesn't even look like Darius took over?" she mumbled to herself not realizing anybody was listening.
"Only because he just took over control, I give him a week to have it looking pimped out," Tommy said rolling his eyes.
Jude nodded and followed Tommy back towards her favorite studio. She wasn't exactly sure what she was going to do here. She couldn't make music with Tommy, he wasn't her producer and her "new producer" wouldn't like her working with someone else, whoever that may be.
"So we both know I can't record anything, but I just wanted you to know that I would love to hear what you've written on tour," Tommy said sitting down in the producer's chair.
Jude stared at him before she felt herself start to grin but not happily but sadly. "Tommy, I'm not sure you will want to hear anything I've written."
"I know you hated me Jude, I can't say I'm happy about that but I want to fix this. So if I have to listen to a hundred songs telling me how much you hate me, I will. Because I will listen to anything you write, I love your music." Tommy said all that with a weird look in his eye. Jude wanted to ask him what that meant but she couldn't. A big part of her didn't want to know what he meant because things would either change or he would say nothing and she'd be hurt again.
"Okay," Jude said sitting down. She pulled out her guitar from her case and flipped through her journal trying to find a song that she could play for him without crying. She didn't want him to know how much she really had been affected by him choosing Sadie, although, he probably could guess.
How do you love someone
That hurts you oh so bad
With intentions good
Was all he ever had
But how do I let go when I've
I've loved him for so long
And I've given him all that I could
Maybe love is a hopeless crime
Giving up what seems your lifetime
What went wrong with something once so good
How do you find the words to say
To say goodbye
If your heart don't have the heart to say
To say goodbye
I know now I was naïve
Never knew where this would lead
And I'm not trying to take away
From the good man that he is
But how do I let go when I've
Loved him for so long and I've
Given him all that I could
Was it something wrong that we did
Because others infiltrated
What went wrong with something once so good
How do you find the words to say
To say goodbye
If your heart don't have the heart to say
To say goodbye
Is this the end are you sure
How should you know
When you've never been here before
It's so hard to just let go
When this is the one and only love I've ever known
So how do you find the words to say
To say goodbye
If your heart don't have the heart to say
To say goodbye
Tommy had to look away from Jude when she stopped playing. It didn't take a genius to realize that song was about him and Jude's struggle to let him go. He never thought that it would come to this, he realized how much he'd come to rely on her always being there. But listening to this song, he realized that she was desperately trying to let him go. "Jude don't ever say goodbye to me."
"It's more metaphorical," Jude found herself explaining. "When I was on tour I wanted to get you out of my thoughts. I did everything in my power to let you go and this song is about that. I need to say goodbye to me and you as anything more than producer and artist. I know now that's all we'll ever be and I am okay with that. I know it's taken me awhile but I think I'm finally there."
"Jude-" Tommy said trying to find the words. But he couldn't come out and say that he wanted there to be more. Jude was still 16 and he was still 23. Maybe it was better this way, to just let the past go and start fresh.
"Tommy its okay, I understand what you've been trying to tell me since the beginning," Jude said smiling on the outside. This was such a joke, she was no where near okay with them never being anything more than producer and artist. But she had to do this. "You are to old for me, I realize that now."
"That's good to know Jude," somebody said from the doorway. They'd both been so wrapped up in each other they hadn't even heard the door open.
Jude's eyes opened wide and she turned to face an extremely mad Darius. "Uh hi Darius," she said trying to smile.
"In my office, now!" he yelled pointing at Jude.
Jude stood up and set her guitar down. She looked back at Tommy before she followed her new "boss" into his office. She sat down quickly not wanting to piss him off much more. She couldn't be sure how much he'd heard of her conversation with Tommy. But looking back, none of it was good.
"Last night will never happen again," Darius said taking his seat like he was royalty.
Jude stared at him in confusion. "Last night?" she asked.
"You had a set arranged, the same set for the whole damn tour. You never change the set, especially without approval," Darius said enunciating like she was a little child. "You had your chance to do the duet with Shay, you chose to not to use it; and you never play a new song without approval from me."
"Um…excuse me Darius, but until yesterday, I thought Georgia was "in charge" of me and she never minded me changing my set," Jude said sarcastically using her hands to make the quotation marks when she said in chare.
"Well, now you know," Darius said coldly. "Things are changing around here. You may have been G Majors punk princess when Georgia was here but now that I'm in charge, like you said, you are just another artist; and not a very good one may I add."
"Record sales show a different story," she said pretending to yawn. She knew she was asking for it but she couldn't let him put her down like this. When you chewed out Jude Harrison, you were asking for it, as far as she was concerned.
"Yeah well, they are a bit small when compared to Shay and Eden, aren't they?" Darius said smiling when he saw me glare at him at the mention of my biggest rival. "Scored a point there, didn't I? Seems Eden's CD is a bigger hit, selling double what yours has done."
"Can I help it that people love dumb blondes? I don't want her fans," Jude said shuddering at the thought. "People who buy her music are just plain tone deaf."
"That may be your opinion but she's done me proud," Darius said leaning back.
"Only because she does exactly what you say. Tell me Darius, does anyone on your label have a thought for themselves or do they all get permission from you before they go to the bathroom?" Jude saw she scored a point with that one when he leaned forward and glared at her even more, if it was possible.
"The attitude has to go, Liam told me you had one but I didn't think it'd be this bad," Darius said more to himself than to Jude. He stood up and began to pace back and forth. "Have to have a sit down with Portia, she's going to have to fix you up. New hair color, new clothes, the works. And that song as got to go, nobody wants to listen to somebody whine." He looked at her and shook his head. "Please tell me that's not the same outfit you were wearing last night?"
"I'm so sorry Darius, I would have changed but I was too busy walking around my empty house," she said really pissed off now.
"What?" Darius asked momentarily confused. "Doesn't matter," he added before she could say anything. "I'm thinking Stupid Girl for Friday. That gives you four days for the band to learn the music and lyrics. Kwest can help you with that. Hmmm…yeah, that works, go home, change and then when you get back find Kwest."
"Darius, I don't think," Jude started to say.
"That's good, I'm not paying you to think, but to listen," Darius said picking up his phone and dialing a number.
Jude turned and walked out the room, Darius talking to whoever Portia was in the background. The last thing she heard was Darius calling her a mess. She wanted to walk back in there and give him a piece of her mind but she wasn't sure where her mind was. She was still trying to wrap her mind around Friday and the song Stupid Girl. Plus, new hair color? What was wrong with the red? It made her stand out from everybody else. Didn't it?
She walked back into the studio where she'd set her stuff and saw Tommy flipping through her journal and grabbed it out of his hands. "That's private."
"Jude, there is some amazing songs in there," Tommy said standing up watching her gather her stuff together.
"Yeah well, I'm betting nobody will hear them," Jude muttered.
"What do you mean?" Tommy asked confused.
"Darius has some big plans for me," Jude said rolling her eyes.
"Don't let him change you Jude," Tommy said shaking his head no.
"I'm thinking it's too late but whatever, I gotta go," she said flipping her cell phone open and dialing her Mom's number. She had to change and hopefully figure what the hell she was going to do. Because she may have come home but it wasn't the same anymore.
Okay, I didn't intend for Darius to be such a jerk but he came out that way and I gotta say, it really fits the story! Review please!
