A/N: Oh goodness guys. I'm so sorry about the lack of updates. My life hasn't gotten much better. I'm having recurring health problems, I'm stressed out massively, and I just need a break from everything. I've been trying to update, but life just isn't being nice. I hope you guys enjoy the next couple chapters. I'm gonna try and update like mad again, but I just can't promise anything.
Chapter 4
Jude finished her shopping in just over two hours. She bought only some necessities to get her through two weeks. She shoved all her bags in the trunk of the blue viper and slammed it shut. She glanced at the time and smiled to herself. She got into the car and drove off to her next destination.
"Hello Bitches!" Jude greeted walking into Studio A where Tommy and Kwest were bent over the mixing table. Tommy and Kwest looked over at Jude as she walked in. Tommy closed his eyes.
"Please tell me my car is in one piece."
"Chill Quincy. You're precious Viper is in one piece." Tommy blew out a breath of relief. "But I didn't say it wasn't" Tommy looked over at her with the death glare. "OK, geeze. Don't get huffy. It's fine." She said, rolling her eyes.
"Wait, Tom let you drive the Viper?" Kwest said, looking incredulous. Tommy let out a strangled whimper.
"Yup." Jude said, grinning widely.
"And you didn't wreck it?" Kwest said, looking shocked.
"Hey!" Tommy paled considerably.
"You ok T?" Kwest asked, looking at his friend.
"Yeah, you're looking kinda pale." Jude observed.
"Give me my keys!" Tommy ordered Jude.
"Nope. Mine." Jude said, grinning.
"Then you loose your bed for the night." Tommy retorted. Jude looked offended.
"Uh…Tom.."
"Ew, Kwest! No!" Jude yelled shuddering.
"Hey!" Tommy said, looking offended.
"Tom, can we talk a moment?" Kwest asked. Tommy sighed. Lecture time. He knew it. Kwest was going to tell him he's an idiot and this time, Tommy had to agree. Tommy followed Kwest out of the room.
"What?"
"The hell are you doing!" Kwest demanded.
"Kwest"
"No, I want to know what's going on now. You give her the keys to you're favorite car; she's staying at your place...what's the deal man? She's a one-way ticket to jail and at this rate, you're going to need everything you have to"
"KWEST!" Tommy yelled, cutting his friend off. "Jude came to my apartment last night, crying, telling me her mother sold the house and ran off with her divorce lawyer, her father's out of town and she had no one else to stay with. What was I suppose to do? Hu? Toss her out on the damn street?"
"You are treading a thin line." Tommy ran a hand through his hair.
"I know; but I couldn't just…"
"I know man, I know." Kwest said, patting his shoulder. "Just…be extra careful, ok?"
"Don't worry about it man. I got everything under control." Tommy said, not looking as confident as he sounded.
"Just don't loose it, if you get my drift." Kwest said, patting him on the back and walking back into the mixing room. Tommy breathed out a heavy sigh. Kwest was right. He loved Jude and over the past couple of months since her birthday, it was getting harder and harder to just act like friends. Two weeks man. Just make it through two weeks. He thought to himself, following Kwest back into the mixing room.
Once he entered the room, he watched Kwest explaining to Jude the final mixing on her song and as he watched her bright eyes light up, he wondered how he was going to stay strong the next two weeks.
