I decided to put today's chapter in a Jude POV. I think you guys would like to hear what Jude has to say/think/whatever.

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Chapter 2: Tommy and I, Me and Speed ?

Jude POV:

Its weird right now. The eerie feeling of Speed still lingers in the air. The guitar chords echo in the room. I turn around to see if he's still there. He's not there anymore. I liked the song. Actually, I loved it. It was amazing. The lyrics fit like a great pair of jeans, like the chocolate chips in a cookie. I'm so curious about the song. Who was it about? Last I heard, him and Monica we're together after we split. But Kyle and Wally said they split also. Said, "They weren't right for each other." I can see that. Monica was a serious person who was looking for a soul mate, but Speed was looking for a person to joke around with, and the occasional make out session. I can tell it's not about her. Maybe it's about me. No, not in a million years could it be about me. He probably wrote it about that girl he hooked up with after the Moose Jaw show. I bet. I mean Tommy and I are solid. I love Tommy, and he loves me…I think. I mean he sealed his last email with "Love you, Tommy" and a heart. Tommy and I, Me and Tommy, I just need to say that over and over in my head. Me and Speed, Speed and I, NO, STOP IT MIND! I mean, he's cute and all, but we tried it already and it didn't work out. But, we're on tour, and Tommy and I see each other, never. Should I take a break? I don't want to end with Tommy, but do I want to risk a cheat? I need to keep my mind off things. I'll check my email. I got a new one from Tommy.

"Hey Jude!

I miss you like crazy, babe. How's tour going? Everything is calm-ish here at G-Major. I'm working with Mason on his sophomore album. He really misses you, also. Much regards on your tour, he says. I want you to know I might stop by to one of the cities, probably Quebec. I have to go out there anyway to visit my mother for her birthday. I'll take her to your show as a present.

Much Love (and Kisses),

Tommy"

I'll have to talk to him at Quebec. But for now, I'll stay calm. Stay calm and here comes Speed. He walks into my room, and lies down on my bed.

"What's up?" He asks.

"Just got an email from Tommy, says he's stopping by the Quebec show," I say, Speed groans and rolls his eyes.

"Great," He says sarcastically. Do I really want to deal with this now? "I was kidding," he says and sits up to punch my arm. But I grab his hand before it hits my arm. Do I want to let it go? I have that hollow feeling in my stomach. The feeling I get when two people kiss on the television. I look into his eyes, but I can't look any longer. He leans in, but I stand up, and walk out of the room. I rub my head and take a Tylenol. I can't deal with this now. Not now of all times.

What did yall think? Reviews build up my self-esteem, which makes me write more chappy's. 'Til next time,

EMiLY