Tommy's talking to Darius and I can't help but wonder if this is really such a good idea. I tossed and turned all night, fighting with myself over this whole thing. I get closer to the door so I can hear what they're saying. "I don't know about this, but if her father agrees I can't really stop you. Let's get Stuart and Jude in here and we'll talk about it." I step back from the door just as it opens.
As we wait for my dad I'm almost hoping he'll say no. When my dad arrives I explain what we want to do to him, and I wait for his reaction. "What? Let my 17-year-old daughter go to Europe alone with him? After what he did you actually want to go with him?" I expected this. "Dad, calm down. I'm only going with him because he'll be there anyway, and so no one else will have to miss work. Besides, Sadie got to go to Europe all by herself." "Yes, but she wasn't with Little Tommy Q! I don't trust him Jude! Not with you." "Dad, he's just going to be there so I won't be alone. He's going to be my guide and translator. That's all." "Okay, if this is really what you want." "Thank you. Mason has some shows and stuff that he's doing this week, but what if he flies over after that? We'll have someone else there to make sure nothing happens." "Okay, you win." "Thank you Dad." After we figured out all the details my dad pulled me into the hall. "Are you sure you'll be okay alone with him for a week?" "Yes, Daddy. And his name is Tommy." "I have to get back to work, see you later sweetie." He kissed me on the forehead, then walked out the door. "Bye dad." I called after him. There's no turning back now.
As we prepare to board the plane, I take a good look at Lucy, who's attached herself to Tommy's leg. She has dark, curly hair and big brown eyes. I smile at her, and she looks at me and smiles before hiding her face again. He picks her up and we board the plane. We sit down and he sets her in the seat between us, where she falls asleep quickly. I stare out the window and decide I might as well try to write a song.
Love You, Love Me
what happens now
what do we do
I need you
you need me too
where do we go from here
what's next
I can't forgive you, not yet
how do I know you won't do it again
I love you
I don't want to but I do
I love you
but do you love me?
I'm scared, I admit it
are you scared too?
I hope you are
I'm scared of getting
hurt by you
can I trust you again?
can you be a friend?
I can't forgive you, not yet
how do I know you won't do it again
I love you
I don't want to but I do
I love you
but do you love me?
show me you love me
prove that it's true
tell me I can trust you
tell me its true
I need to know
that you love me too
I can't forgive you, not yet
how do I know you won't do it again
I love you
I don't want to but I do
I love you
but do you love me?
who knows what each day will bring
lets make each one an adventure
you and me against the world
we'll be a team
just as long as you
show me you love me
prove that it's true
tell me I can trust you
tell me its true
I need to know
that you love me too
that you love me too
I finished writing and closed my journal. I looked up to find Tommy staring at me over Lucy's head. "What?" I ask, wondering why he's staring. "Nothing." he says before looking away. "Whatever." I mutter under my breath before putting on my headphones.
When the plane landed we got our bags from the baggage claim and headed outside. "Wow." I whispered as I took in the sight before me. We were in Paris, and the sun was setting. It was beautiful. When I finally managed to tear my eyes away, I turned to Tommy. "How are we getting around?"My question was answered when an elderly man with Tommy's blue eyes pulled up in the Viper. "You let him drive the Viper?" I ask incredulously. " He's my père. He's the only person besides me who gets to drive it." "I see." I still can't believe he would let anyone drive his precious Viper.
"Bonjour mon fils! Qui est votre bel ami?" the man said, getting out and hugging Tommy. "Translation?" I only got hello out of those two sentences. "He said, Hello my son! Who is your beautiful friend?" He hugged the man back. "Bonjour père. Elle s'appelle Jude Harrison. Où est mère?" "She is at home cooking lots of food. She says you need to eat as much good food here as possible. Hello Jude. Welcome to France." His English was heavily accented as he spoke to Tommy, then me. "Hi and thank you. Paris is beautiful." "Let us go home then." his father headed toward the driver's side of the Viper. "I'll drive père." Tommy said quickly get Lucy's car seat adjusted. His father went to the back seat butI could have swornI heard him mutter something like "That boy and his car."I stifled a laugh asI got in the passenger's side. Tommy and his father talked in French for most of the drive, and I just listened. His father seemed like a really nice guy.