A/N: OK, I'm going for a short A/N…lets see how I do…maybe, possibly. OK, I didn't get this posted as early as I would have liked because I got doing other stuff and long story short, I was distracted.

Arg, ok, I have to rant somewhere, so forgive my momentary lapse of randomness, but I want to murder my sister! Honestly! I get home from school (8:00 pm) and she tells me she's going to leave soon to go visit her boyfriend, which yay, she's out of the house and I don't have to fight with her over stupid crap we usually end up fighting over. So, she goes to leave and I'm practically giddy that she's leaving when she storms back in the house and yells at me to go find my mom's keys to move her car so she can leave.

Apparently, my mom left and left her car in the driveway instead of the garage and it was blocking my sisters car in…so anyway, I get mad about her commanding me to go find them and I half-ass look for the keys and she gets mad, calling me lazy and storms off to find them, realizing my mom must have taken her keys with her and thus, we can't move her car because neither of us have a key for it cuz hit has some kind of chip in it and it's like 350.00 to get a new one…so, yeah, she yells at ME for my mom leaving her car in the dang driveway and then when I start to laugh, cuz I find it freaking hilarious, she yells at me for laughing and storms off. I swear, I thought she was going to hit me, but come on! What's she want me to do? Hotwire the dang thing? Seriously, I'm only 18, she's 22 and she was acting like she was 5! Arg! I hate older siblings…did I say I wasn't going to ramble? Sorry guys. I tried.

While I'm ranting, I may as well do this as well, OK, how the hell could I have smacked my head into something hard enough to leave a bump and I don't remember a dang thing? I was at school, and I was brushing my hair out of my face when my hand feels this bump on my head, and I'm like the hell? And I'm seriously confused, cuz I don't remember hitting my head on anything, there's no moments in my memory where I go "hu, how'd I end up on the floor" or anything similar. It's odd.

ANYWAY! I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter and I hope you enjoy this one as well. Here goes and I do not own the song featured in the end! It's from Hinder's Lips of an Angel. Beautiful song, but not at all moral…

Chapter 14

Later that Night

The shrill ringing of the phone woke him from a deep sleep. He let out a groan and reached behind his head for the cordless phone that was on the charger located on top of the headboard.

"lo?" He answered, keeping his eyes closed and voice rough and heavy from sleep.

"Tommy," A timid voice responded. His eyes snapped open and before he could respond, the voice added "Don't hang up, please?" Tommy got out of his bed and left the room, careful not to wake the woman lying next to him.

"Jude, it's" Tommy glanced at the digital clock on the wall. "2:30 in the morning. Is everything ok?" He asked, keeping his voice low, but he still sounded worried and his mind quickly trying to access if there was something wrong.

"Yes and no." She answered, and Tommy could hear the shaky breathe she took through the phone and he knew she was either crying or about to cry. "I can't stop thinking about earlier." She admitted, and Tommy could hear the pain in her voice and it cut through him like a knife. He never wanted to hurt her…never, and here he did it again. Old habits die hard, he thought bitterly.

"Jude"

"No, Tommy, I'm sorry, I really am. I should have talked to you sooner."

"You had no obligation to me Jude…I over reacted." Tommy stated, sighing. "It's not like we're still friends," He admitted, feeling a jab at his heart and he found it hard to say those words.

"That's kind of why I called…Can we talk?"

"Now?" Tommy asked, panicking slightly.

"No, later tomor-well, today." She said, correcting herself. Tommy sighed.

"Where and when?" He asked.

"I was thinking the place across from G Major, lunch-ish…" Jude said, and added quickly "That way you won't be too far from the studio if they need you and"

"Jude, it's fine." Tommy said and they set up a time to meet and hung up. Tommy let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. It had been three years since they last talked. Three years and he was already back to square one. He sat down on the couch and groaned. She had been on his mind all day and he found himself remembering the times they had together. You gotta stop this, he scolded himself. It's over between us…Jude and I will never happen. No matter how much I love her. He thought, sighing heavily and shaking his head. He was awake now, there was no way he was going to bed.

Suddenly inspired, Tommy got up and walked into a room in the back of his house. He shut the door and picked up his guitar, strumming it softly. Once he was happy with the chord variation, he began to sing.

"Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful…" Tommy stopped singing, finding himself choked up with emotion. He set his guitar aside and held his head in his hands. I'm over you. He told himself, over and over again. I need to be.