Hey guys! Thanks for the great reviews! They really make me smile! Here's Chapter 4!
Chapter 4: Mix ups and Match Ups
"Mom!" Stephanie yelled as she ran to Jude. Jude bent over and picked up her daughter. She missed Stephanie so much.
"Hey Sweetie, how have you been?" Jude asked her and kissed her cheek.
"Terrible, I've missed you so much," she said as she hugged Jude.
Tommy put his head down. Stephanie hated him since Jude left. But the two girls were too busy reuniting to even notice his distress. Tommy sighed and sent Mr. Douglas on his way. He went to the kitchen and got a beer. It was his last one, and he didn't want Jude to see it anyway. If she did, it would just start another fight. Tommy wasn't allowed to have any alcohol in the house because of Stephanie. Soon they could have all the alcohol in the house that they wanted. Tommy shook his head. He didn't want to think about that right now. He still had time to win this fight. He knew it was a slim chance, but at least there was one. He also didn't want to alarm Jude until he knew it was actually going to happen.
He took big gulps of the beer trying to finish it before Jude came in. Unfortunately, fate was not on his side. Jude stepped in the kitchen with her arms crossed. Tommy noticed her in the middle of a big gulp and swallowed it. He smiled shyly and Jude shook her head in disappointment. She stepped closer to him and took the bottle from his hands and threw it in the trash. Tommy was surprised Jude didn't say anything, but that look was worst. He rather her yell and scream at him. She stood there waiting for an explanation, he supposed. "I know," he sighed.
"You know?" she asked blankly. "Well, then, why bring that stuff in here? You know how I feel about."
"Yea, I do, but you weren't here, now were you?" Tommy said with a smartass tone.
"And whose fault is that?"
"You're the one that walked out!"
Jude uncrossed her arms and looked like she was about to explode. Tommy was ready for her outburst but it never came. Jude just looked at him and kicked the wall next to her as she grunted. She paced back and forth running her hands through her blonde hair. Tommy watched her with a bemused look across his features. Jude kicked the wall again and this time screamed. He winced a little. She took a deep breath and finally Tommy asked, "What are you doing?"
Jude gradually opened her eyes. "I came all the way back here because I thought things were going to be at least a little different," she said slowly and sternly. "I don't want to get into another fight, and I'm trying to calm down. But it's not helping at all." She sat on the stool that was next to the island in the middle. "Why do we keep fighting?" she muttered.
Tommy walked up to her and put his arms around her waist. He rested his head on hers and sighed. "I don't know, girl. But I don't like it."
"I don't either."
He kissed her temple. "Hey, I'm off Sunday. Do you want to do something?"
Jude smiled and was about to agree, but then remembered something. "Oh, I can't," she said.
"Why not?" he pouted playfully.
"I already have plans," she laughed. "I'm having dinner with Kwest. Now, before you blow a gasket, it's just dinner with a really good friend. I haven't seen him in forever and we're just catching up."
Tommy smiled and kissed her. "I don't care. It's Kwest Taylor; the same Kwest Taylor who keeps talking about a certain Harrison sister all the time." Tommy didn't care if she was having dinner with Kwest. I mean, Kwest was his best friend. But Jude did have a reason for her to think he would get suspicious. One time, she was going to the movies with Spiederman and he blew up on her. That was one of their biggest fights over something so silly and innocent.
Jude put Stephanie to bed around 8:30 and went to the living room where Tommy was sitting. He was watching T.V. She went over to the couch and laid her head on Tommy's chest. That's when she realized what movie he was watching. She got up quickly but Tommy laughed and pulled her back. "Where do you think you're going?" Tommy asked laughing.
"Baby! Saw 2? You know I hate scary movies." Jude whined as she was forced to sit back down.
Tommy wrapped his arms around her. "Don't worry, I'll protect you."
Jude grunted again and slipped more comfortably in Tommy's arms. Why did he have to torture her like this? By the end of the movie Jude had her eyes covered and her face buried in Tommy's chest. Tommy turned off the T.V. and lifted her head up. Her hands were still over her eyes. He laughed and took her hands off too. He kissed her knuckles. "It's okay babe, it's over. How did you like it?"
"How did I like it?" she repeated in surprise. "I stopped watching when that big guy threw that poor girl into that pool of needles." She shuddered remembering the scene. "I…am going to bed. You coming?"
"Yea, I'll be there in a minute," he answered as she made her way down the hallway. He waited until he heard the bedroom door shut and then picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hello, may I please speak to Ms. Kent," he said to the woman on the other end.
"Ms. Kent, here," a woman answered on the phone.
"Hi, Annette, it's Tom Quincy," Tommy said anxiously.
"Oh, Tom, how are you?" Annette said trying to sound cheerful. Tommy could tell.
"What's the verdict?"
Annette sighed. "I'm sorry Tom. It's in her will and everything. There's no way around it."
"But…isn't there any way?"
"I wish there was, Tom, I really do. I've tried everything."
"How long do we have?" Tommy sighed. This was his worst nightmare.
"A month."
He thanked Annette and hung up the phone. 'This just can't be happening' Tommy thought to himself. He finally got up and went to the bedroom. He saw Jude reading her book and smiled sadly. He took off his shirt and pants and climbed into bed. Jude noticed and put her book down. She was about to turn off the light on her side when she noticed something was wrong with Tommy. She was going to ask but he suddenly kissed her and closed his eyes. Jude stared at him skeptically and then turned off the light.
In the middle of the night, Jude was tossing and turning a lot. Tommy woke up when he felt Jude kick him. She was having another nightmare. He tried to wake her up but she wouldn't. He got out of bed and went to her side. He shook her a little harder and finally her eyes shot open. 'Great,' she thought, 'another nightmare'. She was sick of these. Tommy hugged her like he did all of those nights when these came. But this time she didn't hug back. She wasn't crying. She felt so numb. He said that he was going to get some water. She nodded and Tommy left the room.
Suddenly Jude felt extremely nauseas. She held her stomach. It hurt really badly. Then Jude felt something in the pit of her stomach. She hurried to the bathroom and threw up. Where did that come from? She knew she wasn't pregnant…unfortunately. She threw up again when Tommy came in. He put the cup of water on the side table and rushed to Jude's side. He lifted her hair and patted her back as she kept going. Finally, she was done and she flushed the waste that came from her stomach. Tommy gave her the water and she thanked him gratefully. Her stomach really hurt. Soon her eyes went wide. She forgot to take her medication, no wonder she was feeling sick. She got up with help from Tommy and went to the kitchen. Tommy was going to follow but she insisted she was going to be ok.
It was a good thing Jude remembered her medication. That could've turned out bad. Without her medication, she could…she shook her head. She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about anything Dr. Turner said. She popped in two pills and slowly went down the hallway. Before reaching her bedroom and looked into Stephanie's room. The door was cracked because Stephanie hated the dark. Jude smiled slightly. At least, she had Stephanie. Her mind suddenly floated to the miscarriage again. Why did her mind always have to do that? She tried her hardest to put it past her, but it was difficult. She wished it never happened. Maybe, just maybe, Tommy and she would actually be happy, and it wouldn't be a lie. They had more bad moments then good. She finally went back to the room and saw that Tommy was already asleep. She scoffed. 'Thanks for waiting to see if I was ok,' Jude thought bitterly. She climbed in next to her husband and finally went to sleep.
Jude ran down the hallway into the living room and grabbed her keys. Tommy and Stephanie were playing Tony Hawk again. She kissed both of them on the head. "Okay, now Steph, make sure you listen to your dad okay?" Jude ordered.
"Yes mom," Stephanie distantly said.
Jude rolled her eyes and grabbed her jacket. She left their penthouse and ran down the stairs. She didn't have time to take the elevator. She was already late meeting Kwest at the buffet. She ran into her car and sped over to Old Town. When she finally made it she saw Kwest at one of the booths. Kwest looked up from his menu and smiled. She smiled back as she made her way to the back of the restaurant. "Thanks for picking something in the back," she thanked. "I know the paparazzi are somewhere around here." Kwest laughed as the waitress came to the table. She looked at Jude and her eyes went wide.
"You're Jude Quincy!" she gasped.
"Shh!" Jude said harsher than she meant to.
"I'm sorry; it's just that…I am your biggest fan. I'm a fan of Tommy's too."
"If I give you an autograph, do you promise not to say a word?"
The waitress nodded her head excitedly as Jude wrote her name on her order form. She took their drink orders with a smile plastered on her face. Once she walked away Jude and Kwest looked at each other and busted out in laughter. It lasted for a couple of minutes. Jude finally composed herself. "I haven't laughed like that in a while," she said breathing in the oxygen she clearly lacked.
"Well, that's what I'm here for," Kwest said.
"So, how have you been with…the whole…" Jude started skeptically. She didn't want to bring up sore subjects.
"The divorce?" Kwest finished for her. Jude nodded shyly. "I'm ok, I guess. As good as can be expected. But, as much as I loved Sadie, I kind of knew it wouldn't work."
Jude tilted her head. "What do you mean? I thought you two were a perfect pair."
"I thought the same way about you and Tommy, and look how that's going."
Jude put her head down and Kwest regretted what he had just said.
"Jude, I'm sorry. I didn't mean…"
"No," Jude interrupted, "That's ok. I mean, Tommy and I do have our problems. I can't deny that."
"Yea," Kwest agreed timidly. He didn't really know what to say.
"But, the fights are usually my fault you know?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'm usually the one that starts them. Like with that whole Sylvia thing."
"Um, Jude, that was a good reason for a fight."
"But he didn't do anything."
"It doesn't mean he wouldn't have," Kwest said frustrated.
Jude looked at him like he was crazy. "Kwest, it's not that bad," she said quietly. She didn't want to start a scene.
"Not that bad? Jude, you left the house because of something Tommy said. Am I right?"
"Correct, but like you told me once before. True love is worth fighting for."
"Do you really think he treats you like that because he loves you?"
Jude became furious. She stormed out of the restaurant right when the waitress came back with their drinks. Kwest followed her quickly. She looked through the parking lot but couldn't find her beautiful sports car. It was so dark and it wasn't a small parking lot at all. She heard footsteps behind her and saw Kwest running after her. She whipped her head around. "Go away Kwest!" she yelled over her shoulder. She felt Kwest grab her arm to stop her. He took his position in front of her.
"Listen, I'm sorry." Kwest said out of breath.
"Sorry? Sorry!?" Jude asked incredulous. "You try to tell me that my husband doesn't love me and all you can say is 'sorry'?"
"I was just saying what I think."
"Then next time don't think."
"I just hate the way that he treats you. You don't deserve that."
"Don't act like you know me Kwest…because you don't." Jude spotted her car at the end of the parking lot and started to walk towards it again.
"You're favorite color is green," Kwest shouted loud enough so Jude could hear. She stopped and turned around slowly. "You're favorite thing to do is get lost in a song while you sing in front of your fans," he continued. He walked towards her and held both of her hands. "You love to look at the sunrise because it reminds you of heaven. You're favorite book is Twilight and you've read it over 4 times. And if you could have one thing in the world, is to have a studio in the mountains next to a lake; because you love the snow, and you can ice skate on the lake when it freezes."
Jude just stood there speechless. She couldn't move. "Wow," she whispered. "How…how do you remember all of that?"
"I listen and remember everything you say Jude," Kwest smiled. "I know you, whether you like it or not." He hesitantly let go of her hand and caressed her cheek lovingly. She closed her eyes for a split second. Then she remembered how wrong this was. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. Her eyes snapped open and she backed away. He cocked an eyebrow at her.
"Jude?" he said confused.
"I-I can't do this," she said walking backwards. "I have to go home." She ran to her car and sat in the driver's seat. She pulled away and went on the road. She was breathing very slowly. How could she do that? How could she feel like that around Kwest? 'I love Tommy,' she reminded herself as she pulled into the parking lot of their apartment complex. She sat in the driver's seat for a minute and laid her head back. Jude closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally had enough strength to go inside. She finally made it inside to find no one was in the living room. She looked around her penthouse. She hated it. She wanted a house; a real house with a backyard for Stephanie and, yes, a white-picked fence too. She closed the door and threw her jacket and keys on the couch.
Jude walked to Stephanie's room and peeked in. She was holding Bengal and her Strawberry Shortcake nightlight was on. Jude smiled and made her way to the bedroom. Once she got in she went straight to the bathroom to take a bath. She looked around and wondered where Tommy was. She stripped her clothing off and dipped into the tub of hot, relaxing water. The candles she lit made it seem more relaxing to her. After tonight, she needed to lose the tension all over her body and muscles.
About 30 minutes later Jude was in her robe draining out the tub when she heard a thump. She took the towel off her head and let her hair fall over her shoulders as she entered the bedroom. She heard another thump and she jumped. She let the towel in her hand drop to the floor and grabbed the bat from the closet. She slowly walked down the hallway. She made it to the kitchen and something jumped out at her from the shadow. She screamed and almost hit them until she noticed it was Tommy. "Tommy! You scared the crap out of me!" He smirked and stumbled over to Jude. He was drunk? That meant he left Stephanie alone. "You left Stephanie alone to get drunk?" she asked angrily. "Something could've happened to our daughter! Where'd you go? Some bar downtown?"
Tommy stumbled over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. Jude turned her head in disgust. She could smell the mix of Vodka, Budlight, and Jack Daniels on his breath. "No," he slurred, "I went over to Dave's penthouse. It's just…right down the hall."
"Ugh, Tommy." Jude gently pushed him away. "You just can't leave her alone. My God! I was only gone for an hour. How can you get that drunk in an hour?" She guided Tommy to their bedroom and sat him down on the bed.
"It's a gift," Tommy smirked. Jude rolled her eyes and put the bat away. Tommy took off his shoes and settled onto the bed. He pulled the covers over him. Jude put on her nightgown and climbed in afterwards. Tommy smiled at her and kissed her. Jude pulled away and told him to go to sleep. She hated the taste of liquor, especially on him. She wiped her mouth and turned off the light.
The next morning Jude heard shuffling around the room. Tommy was already up and getting dressed. Jude had a major. That wasn't fair at all. Tommy was the one drinking last night, and she ended up with a hang over. She looked at the digital clock and it read 9:02am. She grunted and sat up on the bed. Tommy turned from the mirror on the closet door and noticed Jude leaning against the headboard tiredly. He went over and kissed her on the cheek. Something clicked in Jude's head. "Tommy?" she asked quietly as Tommy buckled his belt. He looked at her. "What's my favorite color?"
Tommy stared at her confusingly. "Uh, purple," he answered.
"No, it's green."
"Oh," he shrugged, "Sorry."
Her eyes narrowed. "Why do I like to watch the sunrise?"
Tommy stopped buttoning up his shirt and walked towards her. "Because…it's pretty?"
"Because it reminds me of heaven. I've told you this before."
"Ok, so I forgot," he laughed. "What does it matter?"
Jude looked at him sadly. This was nothing to laugh about. "I guess…it doesn't," she said slowly and forced a smile. He burrowed his eyebrows at her, but shrugged and went back to getting dressed. Tommy had an interview with music talk show host, Cathy Richards. It was going to be broadcasted live at 11:00, and he couldn't wait. Cathy was the most famous host in all of Ontario, Montreal, and Quebec. It was considered an honor if she wanted you on her show. Tommy helped Jude out of bed after he was done and they went to the living room after checking up on Stephanie.
"Mr. Douglas will be here at noon. You and Stephanie are going to watch me on T.V., right?" he said as he was in the doorway.
Jude gave him a half-hearted smile and nodded. He looked at her and caressed her cheek. "Are you okay?" he asked with actual concern.
"Yea," Jude said rather quickly, "I'm still half asleep."
"Okay," he smiled and kissed her.
"Love you."
"Later."
He ran to the elevator down the hall and Jude shut the door. She leaned against it and realized something. Tommy didn't say "I love you" back. No, Tommy loved her. She knew that Tommy loved her. She was letting Kwest get into her head. 'Kwest," she thought with a sigh. She couldn't believe everything he said last night. He remembered all of those things, and Tommy didn't even know what her favorite color was. She shook her head furiously. What was wrong with her? She couldn't think of Kwest the way she was. She was married and in love. Granted, they had a lot of problems, but Jude still loved Tommy. No matter how many times they fought or yelled at each other. That love was irrevocable…right?
"Welcome back to Artist on the Rise. I'm your host, Cathy Richards. This irresistible man beside me is Tom Quincy." Cathy announced to the audience. The whole audience clapped and screamed as Tommy waved to them. The studio was set like TRL's studio. Cathy and Tommy were sitting on very comfortable chairs and both of them had microphones. "So Tommy, tell us about your new song Heels Over Head."
Tommy put the MIC up to his mouth. "Basically it's about this guy who was in love but the girl obviously didn't fall back. So she sets off for California and the guy is left heartbroken and alone." Tommy spoke into the MIC never taking his eyes off Cathy. Cathy blushed a little.
"And you wrote it yourself?" she asked him, blushing again.
"Yes I did."
"How long did it take?"
"It took about two weeks to get it just right. It takes a minute to make a song, but it takes a lifetime, to make a masterpiece."
"Whoa. Very deep." Cathy turned her attention back to the audience.
"Well, everyone, we have a special treat. A little later, Tommy is going to be performing his song right here on this stage." Cathy said. The audience went wild again. "So Tommy, how is your marriage with former Jude Harrison?"
"Oh it's going great!" he said with a smile. "I love her more than anything."
"Well, what about the girl that you were seen with at the club?"
"She was an old friend that Jude and I knew. I just wanted to talk to her in private. I would never cheat on Jude. She's the only person that belongs in my heart."
"Aw, that's so sweet. I'm glad everything is going good. We're going to take a break right now but stay tuned. When we come back Tom Quincy and his band Yesterday's News is going to be taking the stage."
It turned to a commercial and Jude took Stephanie off her lap when the doorbell rang. It was Mr. Douglas. They went into the end of the living room and started her lesson. Jude and Tommy were such good liars at this. Jude noticed the eye connection between Tommy and Cathy. She didn't like it at all. Why did he have to flirt with everything in a skirt? It shouldn't have bothered her as much as it did. She should have a lot more trust in him. She tried to force herself to trust him. It shouldn't be this hard to do. What was wrong with her? The show came back on and she sat on the couch again.
"Welcome back to Artist on the Rise. Now, the moment you've all been waiting for. Please put your hands together for Tommy Quincy and his band…Yesterday's News." Cathy announced and the crowd went wild.
Tommy went up to the microphone and said, "Okay everyone, here's my new song Heels Over Head." The music started playing and he took the MIC of the stand. Jude watched very carefully as Tommy started to sing.
I got your runaway smile in my piggybank baby
Gonna cash it right in for a new Mercedes
You were worth the hundred thousand miles
But you couldn't stay awhile
I got your little brown shirt in my bottom drawer baby
And your little white socks in the top drawer
You were always leaving your shit around
And gone without a sound
Yeah I'm the first to fall,
And the last to know
Where'd you go?
Now I'm heels over head,
I'm hangin' upside-down
Thinkin' how you left me for dead
California bound
I got a first class ticket to a night all alone
And a front row seat up right by the phone
'Cause you're always on my mind
And I'm running out of time
I've got your hair on my pillow
And your smell in my sheets
And it makes me think about you
With the sand in your feet
Is it all you thought it'd be?
You mean everything to me
But I'm the first to fall,
And the last to know
Where'd you go?
Now I'm heels over head,
I'm hangin' upside-down
Thinkin' how you left me for dead
California bound
And when you hit the coast
I hope you think of me
And how I'm stuck here with the ghost
Of what we used to be
You're burnin' bridges baby (burnin' bridges)
Make your wishes
Yeah you're burnin' bridges baby (burnin' bridges)
Make your wishes
You're burnin' bridges baby (burnin' bridges)
Make your wishes
Yeah you're burnin' bridges baby (burnin' bridges)
Make your wishes
You're a chance taker, heartbreaker,
Got me wrapped around your finger
Chance taker, heartbreaker,
Got me wrapped around your finger
I got your runaway smile in my piggybank baby
Gonna cash it right in for a new Mercedes
If I drive a hundred thousand miles
Would you let me stay a while?
Now I'm heels over head,
I'm hangin' upside-down
Thinkin' how you left me for dead
California bound
And when you hit the coast
I hope you think of me
And how I'm stuck here with the ghost
Of what we used to be
Now I'm heels over head,
I'm hangin' upside-down
Thinkin' how you left me for dead
California bound
And when you hit the coast
Maybe you'll finally see
And then you'll turn it all around
And you'll come back to me
The whole audience and Cathy clapped. Tommy and the band made their bows and they went to take a seat next to Cathy. The band sat on the couch, while Tommy sat on his original seat. Finally, the crowd settled down and Cathy could talk again. "That was awesome. I think it's your biggest hit yet," Cathy informed. "Well, we've run out of time so…"
"Aw, already? I was having so much fun though." Tommy said winking at Cathy.
Cathy looked away and faced the crowd again. "Alright then, please come back next week when we have our own Jude Quincy on this stage." It went to the credits and Jude sat there in shock. When did this happen? She knew Darius had something to do with this.
Tommy walked to the back with Cathy and went into his dressing room. "So what's up?" Cathy asked as she sat on the loveseat in there. Tommy looked at her confused. "Oh, c'mon, cut the act. I'm not stupid. I know something's wrong with you and Jude. I can tell it in your eyes." Tommy sighed and sat down next to her. What people didn't know is that Cathy and Tommy use to be a couple before he came to G-Major. They've known each other for ten years and were very close.
"I don't know what to do anymore. We're falling apart." He said as he put his face in his hands. Cathy touched his shoulder and he looked up at her sadly. He sat up straighter and looked into her big hazel eyes.
"Then maybe you need someone better," she whispered, and kissed him. He quickly responded and put his hand behind her head as he kissed her harder. She wrapped her arms around his neck. He was making his way up her shirt when someone opened the door. The quickly pulled away and saw Kwest standing there.
"Kwest," Tommy said standing up. Cathy started to smooth out her hair. "Um, listen; it's not what it looks like."
"It's not even my business," Kwest said sternly. "I just wanted to say that the bus is all packed and we're ready to leave." He looked between Cathy and Tommy again and slammed the door. Cathy smiled and went to Tommy again. She kissed him but he pulled away this time.
"What's wrong?" she asked confused.
"I can't do this. I can't do this to Jude." Tommy said picking up his jacket from the chair. He was about to leave but Cathy grabbed his arm.
"Listen Tommy, you can't just do that to a girl," she said with anger in her eyes.
"I'm married to Jude!" he shouted.
"So? It's not like you haven't done this before," she said smiling and leaning in to kiss him again. He back away and opened the door. "You walk out now, and I swear you'll regret it." Tommy scoffed and walked out.
Sneak Peek-Chapter 5:
She stormed into the studio with her face hot red. "Darius!" she yelled through G-Major. She was not about do to an stupid interview. She saw Darius talking to Sadie at her desk. She stomped her way to him. "I am not doing that interview. I don't care what the hell you say."
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"So you and Tommy are good?" Cathy asked.
"Yea, we're great." Jude smiled to her.
"Well, I can see why, he's a great kisser!" Cathy said with an evil smirk.
"Excuse me?"