Tommy opened his eyes.
He was clothed.
That was good, he guessed.
He didn't destroy the room.
Another plus.
Maybe they just drank.
If he had admitted his feelings, they would have either had sex or he would have destroyed the room if she let him down.
He walked around the room, and saw the stack of photos Jude had taken out.
He started to look through them.
Mostly of Jude and Sadie.
Poor, poor saide. Tommy thought.
He had done his fair share of crying when he found out.
He wasn't good with loosing people.
Ever since his dad's death.
And then Angie.
And now... Sadie.
He kept looking through the pictures and he started seeing ones of Jude and himself.
He almost wanted to cry again.
This year had been a hard one on him.
Jude left him, His mom went in a home, Sadie died... He started thinking.
He felt tears start to come.
But he commanded himself to stop.
He wouldn't cry.
Not anymore.
But he missed her so much.
Nothing had ever felt so right when she was in his arms.
Jude turned over and yawned and then slowly opened her eyes.
She suddenly remember Tommy's confessions last night.
She remembered everything.
But did he?
"Hey." She said in a hoarse voice.
"Hey." Tommy replied, still a bit stirred from his thinkings.
"Come downstairs, I'll make you some coffee." Jude said motioning to the stairs.
"Not after the night we both had last night." Jude said in a friendly way.
The night we had? Tommy thought.
He must have done something.
But he nodded and followed Jude downstairs.
Jude handed Tommy a cup.
"Thanks." He said.
"So... Where's your dad?" Tommy asked.
"Making... Arrangements. I'm sure." Jude looked down.
Tommy sat closer to her and put his arm around her shoulders.
She smiled sadly at him.
"I don't know what I'm gonna do." She said truthfully.
"I know. This is insane." Tommy replied.
"But... Even through everything. I'll- be here. I'll always be here, Jude." Tommy confessed.
Jude nodded sadly, "Ditto."
"So. Wanna hear a song?" Jude asked.
"I wrote it... A couple of months ago." She ended.
Tommy nodded.
She was ready to tell Tommy the way she felt in London.
Jude walked up the stairs and grabbed a chair in her room to sit in.
"I don't have my guitar... I left it in London. I don't have anything actually. I left on the first flight." Jude confessed.
"Mine's in the car. I'll go get it." Tommy said.
And a few minutes later he returned with a guitar and a pick.
"Thanks." Jude smiled nervously.
"Breath." Tommy joked.
She smiled sadly, "It's been hard to."
Tommy questioned what that meant and Jude started to strum.
"Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry,
Call, I'm desperate for your voice.
Listening to the song we used to sing.
In the car, do you remember,
Butterfly, Early Summer,
It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet.
Like when we would meet.
Cause I was born to tell you I love you.
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine.
Stay with me tonight.
Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh,
I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh.
Cause every breath that you will take,
When you are sitting next to me,
Will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy?
What's your? What's your?
Cause I was born to tell you I love you.
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine.
Stay with me tonight.
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home.
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home.
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home.
And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home Jude finished.
Cause I was born to tell you I love you,
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine.
Stay with me tonight.
Cause I was born to tell you I love you.
And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine.
Stay with me tonight."
"Jude... Wow." Tommy said atonised.
"So. What... Do you think?"
"I used to think... That I was dumb for waiting by my phone every night, waiting for you to call me." Tommy smiled at her.
"I've... Missed you so much." Jude nodded and started to cry.
"Now Sadie's gone. I feel like I've lost my heart." Jude looked up at him, thinking about his drunken confession.
"You're my heart too." Jude finished.
"Tommy... I love you. I love you." Jude sobbed.
"I can't live without my heart. But you had to understand. My music is... My heart beat. And... A-an. I." She couldn't talk anymore.
She sobbed.
"I miss Sadie... And I miss you. Why did I have to leave?" Jude sat down on the floor, she wasn't balanced enough to sit in a chair.
"Jude. Jude." Tommy held her.
"Your turn to understand, you're all I have left. And without you, I don't have music. No beat nor heart. It. Hurts to breathe with out a heart." Tommy felt tears on his face.
"I'm sorry. I'm so-so-sorr-" Jude continued to sob.
Tommy held her close and with tears of his own and hers on his face he knew in the moment.
He couldn't live without her.
