HI! Sorry it's taken me so long, but I've seen Date with the night! It rocked. Anyway, thank you to everyone who reviewed.

Here's chapter 2!

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I walked through G-Major, trying to seem happy. Though everyone knew that I wasn't. Inside I was nothing.

My heart was broken and everyone could see it.

Making my way into the studio, I flopped down on the couch and bent down, staring at my feet.

Before I knew it I was crying.

Why did he go?

If only I knew where he was, that would make me feel slightly better.

Kwest saw me crying and came in, wrapped his arms around me and let me cry.

"Kwest, why did he leave?"

But Tommy hadn't even told his best friend.

That night I couldn't sleep.

So I wrote a song instead.

The next morning I walked into the studio, my eyes heavy.

Walking up to Kwest I asked him if we could record.

"Furtive lies and insinuation
All designed to tarnish my reputation
And devised by you without explanation
Tell me why, why you spreading all these lies

I try hard to end all this chaos
But when you disparage me you betray us
Said we'd be friends until the end and now I'm crushed
Tell me why, why you feel the need to lie

Baby lies,
They poison everything in sight,
Those who lie,
Can never keep track or take them back.
Baby lies,
Keep messin' with your sleep at night
You never can disguise,
Transparent lies

What you said continue to taunt me
And the way you used to wander love well it haunts me
Baby open your eyes and maybe you'll see
Your heart cries, listen and apologize

Baby lies,
They poison everything in sight,
Those who lie,
Can never keep track or take them back.
Baby lies,
Keep messin' with your sleep at night
You never can disguise,
Transparent lies

I got a story you wanna tell,
About a girl who loved a guy more than life itself!
But he got overwhelmed, undermined himself
Telling lies, fragment lies

Lies
Baby lies,
Transparent lies
Lies, lies, lies, lies,
Why you gotta lie
Lies"

As soon as I finished I left.

Getting into my Mustang, I drove to Tommy's apartment.

Letting myself in using the spare key that he keeps under a loose brick, I began searching for something that would tell me where he had gone.

That's when my cell phone rang.

I looked at the id.

It was Tommy.

My heart started to beat faster and anger flooded through me.

How dare he call.

How dare he call me after breaking my heart.

How dare he call me after leaving me.

"Hey Jude."

WHAT!

He leaves me, says that he may never be coming back, and then calls and says 'Hey Jude'. The nerve of him.

"WHAT THE HELL QUINCY! YOU LEAVE ME AND THEN CALL AND ACT ALL INNOCENT!"

"Jude please just listen…"

I'm not gonna let him reason with me. He broke my heart so he will pay.

"NO. YOU LISTEN QUINCY. YOU BROKE MY HEART. YOU WOULDN'T RETURN ANY OF MY CALLS. YOU JUST LEFT. AND YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT MESS I'M IN RIGHT NOW. IT'S SO BAD I MIGHT LOSE MY CONTRACT. ALL BECAUSE OF YOU."

I hung up on him.

That's when I realized how stupid I had been.

That may have been the last time I ever spoke to Tommy.

I'm an idiot!

I hate myself.

I started to cry.

God I've been doing that a lot lately.

I sat in the dark for the next few hours.

I heard the door open and someone walked in, flicking on the lights.

At this point I was lying on the floor, my eyes closed.

The person sat down next to me.

"Jude? Are you okay?"

It was Mason.

Okay, now seems like the perfect time to say how great Mason is. He rocks. He is always there for me. As well as that, we have so much in common. For example; I like guys and he likes guys (Did I mention he's gay?) and I love making music and he loves making music.

When I went to see him after Tommy had left, he let me stay in his hotel room and he helped me with my hangover the next morning. I love him, he's awesome. Seriously if he wasn't gay, I would date him.

Sitting up, I lent against him. The floodgates opened and he put his arms around me.

"Jude, don't cry. Things will get better; Tommy will call."

"He did." I whispered.

"What? Did he say anything about where he is?"

I sighed and laid down again, my head on Mason's lap and looking up at him, I told him what had happened.

After I finished there was silence.

I started thinking about the last few days.

I have to leave. I'm sorry. I don't think I'll be coming back.

What are the symptoms of a nervous breakdown? 'Cause Tommy's disappeared and I don't know what to do.

I want to runaway and live in Mason's guitar case.

"Jude?"

Mason's voice brought me back to the present.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

I nodded.

"I will be if…"

He looked at me.

"If what?"

I smiled a small smile.

"If I can wear your cowboy hat."

It's stupid, I know. But I was feeling lousy and felt like I needed to do something stupid to make me feel slightly better.

Smiling, Mason took off his cowboy hat and placed it on my head.

When he drove me home (I was too worked up and upset to drive my own car) we were silent.

As I got out, I started to take off the hat, but Mason told me to keep it.

Have I said how awesome Mason is?

Looking at my watch, I saw it was almost midnight.

Good. Dad and Sadie should be asleep.

Walking into the kitchen I saw a brown envelope with my name written on it, lying on the table.

At first I thought it was from that guy again – the one who took photos of me drunk and threatened to sell them to the press.

But it wasn't.

I'd know that handwriting anywhere.

It was from Tommy.