"Best Friends?"
Summary: Tommy Quincy hates Jamie Andrews with a passion. But why? Takes place after "Date With the Night."
Disclaimer: All chapter titles are songs by Fall Out Boy. Also I don't own anything related to "Instant Star" except for a couple of Jude-centric fantasies.
Author's Note: I got nothing.
Jamie woke up the next morning feeling more calm and peaceful than he'd ever remembered being. He rolled over and smiled at the sight of Jude sleeping. He was about to nudge her awake when someone knocked on Jude's door. "Shit," he silently cursed.
Without a second thought he raced from Jude's bed, gathering his clothes, and dove into her closet. "Jude," her dad's voice came. "Are you up?"
Jamie heard the door open and Jude slowly wake. "Hey Dad," she greeted.
"I just wanted to check up on you," her father said. "After all that happened last night..."
"I know," Jude said silently. "Do you think I can survive this?"
"Jude honey," her dad said softly. "Your career will be fine. I have faith in Darius and Liam."
"I wasn't talking about my career," Jude replied. "I was talking about me."
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After Jude's dad left, Jamie slowly emerged from the closet. "Hey," he whispered softly, sitting next to her.
Jude glanced at him, tears in her eyes, and said, "Thank you."
Jamie nodded. "I guess I'd better-"
Jude cut off his sentence with a kiss. "Stay."
"Okay."
She took his hand and said, "Mom's coming over for breakfast with Don. I kinda need you."
Jamie smiled. "I'm always here."
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Pain. That was the first thing that Tommy Quincy was aware of. "Oh, look," came a voice. "Pretty boy's up."
Tommy slowly open his eyes and winced. His left eye was swollen shut and his right one wasn't fairing much better. "We thought you was dead," a large, and very ugly, man grinned. He got inches from Tommy's face and Tommy nearly threw up from the smell. "You got something strong in ya," the goon said, pointing to Tommy's chest. "Not many people can hold up to torture like you."
Alarm bells went off in Tommy's head. "Torture?"
The man smiled, revealing yellow and green teeth. "Torture," he nodded.
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Jamie followed Jude down the stairs. "Are you sure you wanna go through with this?" he asked nervously.
Jude smiled at him. "Yeah. I mean it's not like they're gonna yell; not with all that's going on."
Jamie swallowed as he and Jude entered the kitchen where Jude's parents and Sadie sat. The startled looks on her parents' faces were hard to miss but Judeignored them saying, "Where's Don?"
"In New York," her mother said quietly.
"Jamie," her father finally spoke. "When did you get here? And more importantly how?"
Jamie began to stutter and after a few seconds Jude said, "He slept over last night."
"Oh." Stuart looked relived. "I didn't see the sleeping bag. I guess you were in the bathroom earlier?"
"Closet, actually," Jamie corrected. "I didn't want you getting the wrong-"
"He slept with me," Jude blurted out.
The silence following her statement was palpable. "Excuse me?" her mother managed to say. "Like in the same bed or..." She left her question unfinished.
"As in I asked him to have sex with me last night," Jude said calmly.
Both of her parents jumped up at this. "What?" her father exploded.
"Look," Jude said, raising her hands, "I've known Jamie a long time and last I was feeling really crappy and Jamie was here and being really sweet and I...I asked him to make the pain go away for a little awhile."
Her mother looked to the floor while her dad said, "Jude I- I don't know what to say."
"It was Jamie, Dad," Jude said. "Not some guy you don't know. You always said if anyone was going to be my first you'd want it to be him."
"I was joking!"
"I think I should I go," Jamie finally said.
"No," Jude said, grabbing him. "You stay. We need to talk about this." She glanced at her family. "We all do."
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Cyril watched as Vitto got inches from Tommy's face. "Did that pussy black out again?" he asked.
Vitto turned to him, a worried look on his face. "No." He looked back at Tommy's unmoving form.
"He's dead."