Chapter Two:
(Jude's
POV)
I felt a little hurt when I heard Tommy yell fuck. The only time I ever wanted to hear him yell that was when (okay, if) we were ever going to be in bed together...heh...heh...hehehehehehehehehe. Damn, that sixth cap just went straight to my brain and hit the horny switch. How special.
"Gee, thanks, Tommy." I said, "I feel loved."
Tommy frowned at me and walked over to me. Uh-oh!
Then he stepped on my foot. What the fresh hell! Oh...my foot was bouncing. Hell, it was still jingling beneath his foot. Hehehehehehe. I'm so screwed...
"Jude, calm down."
"Why?Why?I'mperfectlyfine,Idon'tknowwhatyou'retalkingabout.I'mfine."
"Whoa, was that english?"
"fuckyou."
"Come again?" he said.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
"Dear, Lord." Tommy's eyes rolled up toward the ceiling.
He removed his foot from on top of mine and it went back to bouncing like crazy. He sighed heavily. I frowned.
"OhcomeonTommy,everythingwillbeokay."
"Jude." he replied, "Just don't talk, okay?"
"Why?" I whined.
"Wow, a word I actually understood."
"Whyareyoubeingsomean.It'snotmyfaultwe'reinhere.AllIdidwasdrinksomecoffee,that'snotacrime!Ineededmycaps!"
"..." Tommy sighed, "I actually just understood that. Damn, that's horrible."
"Youknowyouloveme." I replied with a smile.