Everything had been going really well at G-Major for the next few weeks. The pain of Jamie's death was gradually (and I MEAN gradually) fading to a deep, in-my-bones ach, and oh yea I kept dreaming about my kiss with Tommy. The thing is though, that day in the church where we made out in front of a preacher, yeah, that never happened again. I mean the making out, not in front of the preacher part. And just when I thought that I had snagged Tommy Quincy he gives you me the "We can't do that again, Jude" talk just like on my 16th birthday. And to be honest, I guess I kind of expected it because after us making out I never tried to again.

It hurt. But from all the times Tommy had hurt me before I was sort of numb to it.

"Jude!" called Darius. I looked through the glass window that separated the singer and the producing part of the studio and saw Darius motioning for me to come with him.

I took off my ear phones and followed him into his office. He sat behind his big desk, and looked at me. I sat in a chair across from him, and looked back at him.

"Your doing good on you're album I hear." Darius said.

"Thanks." When he didn't say anything else I said,

"So… is this what you wanted to talk to me about?" I asked, a little confused because usually Darius just talks and doesn't really hesitate to say something.

"No. Tommy wants to quit producing you."

My heart dropped and landed with a loud THUD in my stomach.

"W...What? Why?"

Darius looked uncomfortable.

"He says that after producing you for three years that he should expand, like start producing Karma. He also said that Kwest can do a better job with you musically."

I laughed. The laugh wasn't filled with humor obviously, but it was a sad, hysterically kind of laugh. "Did he say that?" At Darius's nod I think my ears started to blow out steam. How COULD he! After three years! There freaking years he decides to quit on me because of that DAMN KISS! And I knew it was because of that kiss. Every problem that Tommy had has always had with me had been about our romantic relationship outside of work. Although it was practically non-existent.

I shot out of my chair and ran into the recording studio where I'd last seen him. When I slammed the door open Tommy look up at me looking surprised. But when he saw my face I think he understood what was wrong.

He got up out of his chair and came over to me, took my arms, and tried to steer me out of the studio. But I jerked my arms out of his hold.

"Let's not do this in front of them." He jerked his head to Kwest, Spied, Wally, Kyle, and Darius who had followed me into the studio.

"No, let's talk about in front of them! How could you!?" I yelled. "Just because we-" But before I could finish my sentence he slapped a hand over my mouth and dragged me out of the room.

When we finally got outside he took his hand off my mouth.

"Jude." Tommy started but I interrupted him.

How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle

"Just because we kissed? Your gonna produce my enemy? Karma? Come on Tommy!" I finished.

"Jude we can't work together. You know that!" Tommy said looking grim.

You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here
This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to fucking tread the ground I'm walking on

"Why? Gimme a really, really good reason Tommy." I said.

"We can't…not after what happened yesterday!"

I looked at him, and then promptly slapped him across the face. It surprised even me! I looked at him horrified, realizing what I had just done.

When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe

"Tommy-" But before I could finish what I was saying he took my hand and pulled me around to the ally. "I-"

He pushed me against the buildings brick wall and followed me.

What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head
You should know better you never listened to a word I said
Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat
Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did

His body was flush up against mine as he bent his head and whispered in my ear,

"You want me Harrison? You got me." He then crushed his lips to mine.

When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe

Does it kill
Does it burn
Is it painful to learn
That it's me that has all the control

Does it thrill
Does it sting
When you feel what I bring
And you wish that you had me to hold