A/N: Sorry for the long delay in my post. Everything has been pretty crazy this past month. But I'm back and hopefully I'll be able to update this regularly. Here is the new chapter. I'm not too happy about this but whatever, it's written and that's all that matters.

Once I made it to the door, I didn't even bother to look through the peep hole, I just swung that thing open. Oh shit, I don't believe he's actually standing in front of me. Now would be the comedic time for me to slap myself on the forehead for making such a stupid move. There I was actually starting to enjoy my lonliness but then he had to show up. But that's when it hit me, I was going to have to face the thoughts that have been encircling my mind for the past fourty-five minutes...

"Hi," he whispered without looking at me. It's a good thing he wasn't looking at me because if he was, I would've unleashed my emotions and turned into a ravage beast. But because he looks afraid, I'll be nice. Well, maybe.

"Can I help you?" I study him a moment. He has his hands positioned in front of him and he is looking down at them while he spins his thumbs around each other. I can tell his brow is knitted in thought due to the wrinkles in his forehead.

That's how you know you love some one when you can tell how they are feeling or what they are thinking based on a facial characteristic. But unfortunately for me, the love I have for him isn't mirrored for me in his emotions.

I stared at Tommy a little longer until I couldn't take the silence. Against my better judgement, I asked, "Would you like to come in?" He looked up at me and a small smile appeared on his handsome features. I tried my hardest not to smile as I stepped aside and allowed him entrance. Once he was inside, I shut the door behind him.

"I see Sophia is lifting your spirits." Tommy turned to look at me after noticing my favorite television show plastered across the screen.

"Somebody has to," I replied smugly. I cought him wincing slightly at my response and a sudden wave of guilt washed over me. I know I shouldn't feel guilty for the current situation but I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Tommy. He was obviously hurt enough as it was and I didn't ease the mood any.

"Jude." He breathed out my name and for the first time since his arrival eye contact was made. It was only then I noticed his true demeanor. Aside from his pajama's, Tommy's eyes were red and blood-shot. I could tell he hadn't slept in a while and it was evident that sleep was the farthest thing from his mind. His unshaven face dishevled hair was the final straw for Tommy.

"Sorry," I replied. My comment really wasn't uncalled for but my apology lightened up the mood a bit. "So, what brings you over here? Did you want to talk?" Please say yes, please say yes.

"You know I can't, Jude. As much as I want to I just...can't." I tore my gaze away from him and sucked in my lower lip before biting down on it, willing the tears to not fill my eyes. I hoped they wouldn't become obvious to him. I sniffled quickly and returned my gaze to him. "Then what did you come here for?"

Tommy shifted his weight from his right foot to his left a few times before taking a few steps in my direction. I guess it was to see if I was going to move but I didn't. I knew what his intention was and as much as I wanted to be the stronger one, I couldn't. I had to let myself feel what his body gave me.

So as he continued to move toward me, I took one step towards him until we met toe to toe. His hands found a place on my waist and one of my hands found a home over his heart while the other one found it's place on his cheek. I could feel his heart beat quicken at the sudden contact and I couldn't help myself from smiling. No matter how mad I got at him, no matter how upset he made me, I always continued to love him. That's probably why this seemed to be so easy for me; why I let our embrace last.

Tommy looked down at me with a penetrating gaze. He stared into my eyes for a few moments until his gaze fell soft and he slowly moved his face towards mine. It felt like an eternity until our cheeks finally came into contact with the other one. I loved the way his five-o'clock shadow tickled my face. I loved the way each breath of his sent goosebumps down my spine. I loved him. But most importantly, I loved the way he made me feel.

"I miss you." My breath hitched in my throat as his words were spoken and understood. He had come all that way to tell me he missed me when he could've just called me. He had come all that way just to see me. That had a meaning just like when he followed his words with a kiss on my cheek. My eyes fluttered close as my body fell limp against his. I wanted his strength to keep my body strong.

Although his efforts were sweet and loving, I had to force my own heart to break and push him away. I dropped my hands from his body and took a small step back to my previous position. "I-I'm sorry, Tommy." I managed to stammer my way through that sentence and onto the next one. "I can't do this if you won't be honest with me."

I watched as Tommy looked up at me disbelieving and slowly retreated out my front door, closing it behind him. To him, he was just shutting the door to my apartment. But to me, he shut the door on all hope of truth I thought we were going to share. It was obvious to me that he's not willing to share his problems with me so that means I need to shut the door on him...