AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed my last chapter. And a special thanks to jcriminal714 – you really inspire me to keep writing. And Duddley111, your comment made me laugh so hard I couldn't breathe. Just kidding, but it did make me cry :o). Not that tommys21's review didn't help. I wouldn't have posted another chapter if it weren't for you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star or any of the characters. But you knew that already, so as promised, here's the next chapter!

Last time…

"Oh, Jude, glad you're here," Georgia said, making sure she was back to normal, just like she was on any typical day. "Tommy's waiting for you, so go on in."

"Great, there's something I want to record," Jude said, oblivious to what was about to happen.

She went over, opened the door, and froze as her face paled. "Oh no…"

Chapter 6: Showdown – Part 2

There sat Tommy and Jamie, glaring at one another as if the slightest an all-out war were about to happen.

Jude decided it was better to get it over with, so she cleared her throat.

"Uh, hi guys," she said, a little nervously. They stood up instantly, and both were trying to offer her their seat as they were the only ones there.

"Thanks, but I won't be long. Tommy, would you excuse us please?" Jude asked politely.

Jamie couldn't help but smirk in Tommy's direction, as Tommy muttered, "Yeah, sure. Don't mind me. Just kick me out of my studio to make out with Mr. McDorkface."

"Tommy, please," Jude said, this time a little more gently. Tommy gazed at her, and something in her eyes told him that nothing was going to happen.

"OK, but if you need me for anything…" Tommy said finally.

"Thank you," Jude said, as Tommy left. She looked over at Jamie, who still a triumphant look on his face.

"Jamie, we need to talk," Jude said, hating how that sounded.

Jamie's smile slowly faded as he blurted out, "Not exactly the words I was hoping for."

"I know," Jude replied gently. "Jamie, we've been best friends all our lives, and we've always been honest with each other, right?"

"Yeah," Jamie admitted, not liking where this was going.

"And that's why I need to be honest with you," Jude said, then paused, not knowing how to continue.

Silence fell, and for several moments, neither could look at one another. Finally, Jamie summoned up enough courage to ask her what had been on his mind forever.

"Do you love him?" Jamie said, raising his head to look at her.

Jude slowly looked at Jamie, noticing how hurt and upset he must be. "Jamie, he's my producer. You can't expect us not to have a relationship after spending so many hours in the studio together."

"That's not what I asked," Jamie said, then repeated his question. "Do you love him?"

For a long time, Jude couldn't answer. Finally, she spoke. "I don't know."

"Then I don't know if we can be friends," Jamie said, getting up and heading toward the door.

"Jamie, don't be like this," Jude cried out, rushing after him and grabbing his arm to make him stay.

"Be like what, Jude?" Jamie turned around. It was obvious he couldn't control his emotions anymore, as tears threatened to fall down. "How do you expect me to watch the woman I love throw herself all over her producer, who can't make up his mind about her?"

"It isn't like that, Jamie, and you know it," Jude protested, even though she knew there was some truth to Jamie's statement.

"I'm tired of watching Tommy hurt you, and you always come running to me. If you think I'm going to wait around forever, I won't. Until you figure out who it is you want, I don't know if I can be around you anymore," Jamie concluded, disappointment laced in his voice. He walked out, and Jude crumpled to the floor, sobbing.

Minutes later, Tommy came back in. He saw Jude on the floor, and knelt down beside her.

"Shh, Jude, it's going to be OK," he murmured, wishing he could take away all her pain and sorrow. She cried harder into his shoulder instinctively, as he continued to stroke her hair, her shoulders, her back, and he wiped her tears away with the back of his hand.

"Tommy, don't," Jude said, suddenly realizing what she was doing. "I…I can't do this, not with you," She got up, backed away, then turned and fled.

Tommy was left all alone, wondering how he could keep working with her after what happened. He buried his face in his hands, then raked his hand through his hair. Hours passed, as Tommy contemplated what he had to do. Finally, Tommy made what seemed like the most difficult decision he'd ever made, and he went to talk to Georgia.

AN: I know, kinda short, but I felt it was a good stopping point. Soooo, is it good? You tell me. And if you have any suggestions on how to make this better, I'd love to hear them. So please review! Thank you!