Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star.

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Title: Tied to a Dream

Summary: Sequel to We All Need Somebody. Jude is slowly dealing with Tommy's leaving. But what happens when the man who raped Jude escapes from jail and seeks revenge? Will that be enough to bring Tommy home? Or will Jude have to deal with him herself?

Chapter Four: Again

Rating: T

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"Jude?"

Jude froze, gently pushing her hands against Jake's chest to stop him. She opened her eyes and slowly looked to her left. When her eyes met his, she suddenly felt intense remorse and anger.

"Come on Jake," Jude said, grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the back of the warehouse. When they were behind it, Jake stopped walking.

"Who is that guy?" Jake asked, suddenly his own jealousy burning.

"What?" Jude asked, pulling on Jake's arm. "It's Tommy's brother."

"Really?"

"Yes now come on," Jude begged. "He's dangerous."

"Don't worry he won't touch you," Jake said, walking back in the direction they came.

"No!" Jude called after him, watching helplessly as he turned around the corner. "He'll kill-"

Jude's warning was interrupted when someone grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth. Jude tried to scream but all that came out was a muffled cry. She swung her leg backward and kicked the perpetrator in the shin. He let go for a second, and Jude took the advantage to run.

She bolted around to the side of the warehouse, her eyes peeled for any sign of Jake. She only saw one person outside, a guy she didn't recognize. As she got closer to him, he looked up at her.

"Have you seen Jake?" Jude asked him.

He stared at her for a minute and then nodded, "Jude right?"

"Yeah," Jude replied. "Where's Jake?"

"He went with the cops," the guy explained. "He told me if I saw you to get you home."

"No I'll just wait here, thanks." Jude said, having no desire to get into a car with a complete stranger.

"Here, you look thirsty." the guy offered her his drink.

Jude made a face. She was parched but she wasn't about to drink any beer.

"Don't worry," he laughed a little at her expression. "It's just soda."

"Oh okay," Jude responded, taking the cup. She took a small sip just to be sure. "Coke."

"Are you sure it's not Pepsi?" mystery guy asked, smirking.

"I'm sure," Jude said, taking another sip. "What's your name anyway?"

"I don't think I should say," he answered.

"Why not? It can't be worse than Jude."

"No it's not," he told her. "But if this doesn't go as planned, I can't have you turning me in."

"Huh?" Jude asked, suddenly feeling like she'd just downed a whole bottle of vodka. She stared at the guy, seeing him three times and in slow motion. Jude backed away, dropping the cup on the ground. "No…"

"Jake…" her attempt was to scream his name but all that came out was a low whisper. "Jake…"

Jude fell onto her knees and felt her face hit the grass. She tried to push herself up but collapsed. Seconds later she was unconscious.

When Jude woke up the next morning, she found herself lying on a bed inside a hotel room. It took her a moment to remember what had happened the night before. The party. The warehouse. Jake. Brian. The random guy. The soda. The date rape drug.

She sat up slowly and quietly got off the bed. She could hear someone in the bathroom, and decided that if she was going to make a run for it, it had to be now.

Jude dashed for the door and grabbed the doorknob. She pulled hard but the chain lock kept the door from going very far. Jude shut it again and was fumbling with the lock when she heard a click from behind. Jude spun around and stared at the gun being aimed at her. Her eyes traveled higher until they met the eyes of Brian Quincy.

"Why?" Jude asked, and as afraid as she was, it was hard to feel anything. If she was going to die, she was going to die.

"Get back on the bed," Brian commanded. "Now."

Jude obliged, sitting with her legs crossed in the center of the bed, "Your not gonna get away with this."

"Maybe not," Brian shrugged. "But even if I'm behind bars I'll have the satisfaction of knowing your dead."

"Why?" Jude asked. "Why do you want me dead?"

"Because you ruined my life," Brian replied, aiming the gun at her again. "If you never told Tommy-"

"If you never raped me to begin with!" Jude shouted, amazed that he was blaming his screwed up life on her.

"Shut up!" Brian yelled, smacking her against the head with his weapon.

Jude tumbled off the bed and landed on the floor with a thump. She put her hand on her head where she could already feel a bump forming, "Bastard."

Brian made his way around the bed and grabbed Jude by the arm, yanking her upwards and throwing her onto the bed. Jude closed her eyes, begging for this all to be some huge nightmare. Or at least for it to end. She opened her eyes again and looked at Brian, watching as he put the gun inside one of the drawers, "Why don't you just shoot me already!"

"Because Miss Harrison," Brian sneered, walking to the bed and crawling over her. "I have other needs as well."

"No!" Jude screamed, struggling under his body weight. It was going to happen again. He was going to rape her and then he was going to kill her.