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 Five: Anonymous

Rating: T

A/N: Ooo long time no see. Don't be mad at me I just got a new computer! So I am back if you're still interested. So without further ado… I give you chapter five…

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"Please just leave me alone!" Jude screamed as loud as she could as she kicked and hit Brian. Brian seemed unaffected by her lashes, but her yelling angered him.

Brian grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and pulled hard, "Shut your mouth right now or I kill you first."

"First?" Jude asked, her voice cracking with shock. "You're one sick f-"

"Now now… that type of language is unnecessary." Brian responded, flashing his sarcastic smirk that Jude hated. He stared down at her with eyes that belonged to his brother. A familiar scent filled her nostrils as Brian wore the same cologne as his brother. Did he do this stuff purposely? She felt an unbearable pain in her heart.

Jude slowly moved her hand down towards her pocket. She felt sick inside as Brian ran his hand under her shirt. She slid her hand into her pocket and slowly pulled out her cell phone. Trying to ignore Brian's hands on her, Jude opened the phone and held down the 2 button. When Jude saw that the call had been connected she opened her mouth to speak.

"Get off of me." Jude said loudly but was careful not to scream. "Why are we-" Jude glanced towards the nightstand, studying the words on the notepad. "-at the Clinton Hotel?"

"Are you gonna shut up!" Brian barked, unbuttoning her jeans. "Or do I have to drug you again?"

"Please drug me," Jude replied, buttoning her jeans again. "So I don't have to see your pathetic face."

"Okay, that's it!" Brian exclaimed, rising up and off of Jude. He walked to the dresser and opened the drawer, picking up the gun. He turned and faced Jude, "You really piss me off you know that! Just keep your mouth shut for once!"

Jude lay on the bed, unable to move or breathe.

"You wanna talk?" Brian asked, and as Jude watched his facial expressions, she could find no other reason for his actions other than complete insanity. "Fine. Let's talk about Tommy-"

"No." Jude snapped.

"I miss him don't you?" Brian continued, slowly pacing back and forth in front of her. "But of course, he doesn't miss you. I mean shouldn't he be saving you right now? I mean I'm all over the news these days. You'd think Tom would come back to check on you."

"Shut up…" Jude whispered. And although she shouldn't have let his words bother her… He'd gone completely psychotic …somewhere deep inside she believed them herself.

"Guess he doesn't care!" Brian said, laughing evilly. "Or maybe he helped me escape and wants you dead as much as I do."

"Stop."

"You shut up!!!" Brian was yelling again. "Shut up!!!"

KNOCK KNOCK

"Everything okay in there?" a female voice called from the other side of the door. "I hear shouting."

Brian glared at Jude, a terrifying warning shooting hard at her from his cold eyes. Brian quickly shoved the gun back inside the drawer and headed for the door. He opened it and smiled at the housekeeper.

"Hi there."

"Everything okay?" she repeated.

Jude appeared beside Brian at the doorway, placing her arm around his torso, "Yes, my boyfriend is just very angry about something right now. I'm sorry for the noise."

"Alright," the housekeeper said, eyeing Jude as she straightened out her hair. "Enjoy your stay."

"Thanks," Jude said, taking a step out the door, she turned to Brian and smiled fakely, "Honey, I'll be right back I'm going to get some ice."

"We don't need ice sweetheart." Brian said, gritting his teeth as she walked casually down the hall behind the housekeeper. She waved a hand in the air as she disappeared around the corner. Brian slammed the door shut and slammed his fist against it. "Damn it!"

Jude picked up the pace as she exited the hotel. As she looked behind her, her eyes darting around in search of Brian, she slammed right into an oncoming person.

"Jude!" Jake grabbed her shoulders and stared at her with tired, red eyes. "Jude. Jude, your okay! I got a phone call from you and I got here as fast as I could-"

"Slow down," Jude said, noticing the Jeep parked crookedly in the fire lane. "Let's get out of here."

Jake nodded, taking her by the hand and heading for the vehicle. Jude dialed on her cell phone as Jake pulled away from the hotel.

"Hi…" Jude said, speaking quickly. "I think I saw that guy that was on the news at the Clinton Hotel… Yes… No I left and wish to remain anonymous…"

Jake flashed Jude a look which she ignored, "Thank you."

Jude hung up and looked at Jake, "Anonymous? Why? He's going to know who called."

"Okay but I'd rather stay as much out of it as possible," Jude replied. "Maybe he'll just go back to jail and I won't have to worry about it ever again."

"Still," Jake said. "The cops have been searching for you all night."

"Really?" Jude questioned.

"No…something about you not being missing long enough." Jake said, glancing her way. "But I have."

"You have?" Jude asked, as a wash of happiness engulfed her.

"Yes…" Jake responded. "I talk to Sadie. She's worried about you. But your parents just think you pulled another runaway for a day."

Jude laughed a little. She'd been acting so depressed and different this past year. And although she could have been dead by now, she felt happy again. Her eyes were opened and she wasn't going to waste another day being miserable.

Jake pulled into his driveway and turned off the car, "You should probably go straight in your house and lock all the doors."

"Or we could go straight in your house and lock all the doors," Jude suggested, opening the car door and hopping out.

Jake got out and made his way around the car, leading them into his house and locking the door behind them, "I'm gonna call Sadie and I'll be right up."

"Okay," Jude said, then jogged up the stairs. She walked inside Jake's room and laid on the bed. She couldn't stop thinking about Brian and wondering if he was caught. She wasn't as afraid as him as she used to be. It wasn't that she thought he wouldn't kill her, she was sure he would. Maybe she feared him less because she could still see his blue eyes looking at her and smell the scent of that cologne. It wasn't Brian she was thinking of. It was Tommy.

Jude sighed, closing her eyes and relaxing.

"Jude?"

"Mmm…hmm?" Jude yawned, opening her heavy eyes. She had definitely fallen asleep she just wasn't sure for how long. When her eyes focused, she felt her heart leap right from her chest. "Tommy!"

"I'm back." Tommy said holding her hand. "Jude?"

"I can't believe it," Jude said, tears running down her face. "Tommy…"

"Jude?"

Jude paused, wondering why he kept saying her name like that.

"Jude?"

"Tommy!" Jude's eyes shot open and she saw Jake sitting beside her on the bed. "Jake?"

"There ya go," Jake said, shaking his head. "You kept saying Tommy."

"Tommy's not here?"

"No…" Jake answered.

Jude touched her face with her fingers feeling that her cheeks were still wet with tears.