AN: Elizabeth Busa, props to you for being the only reviewer for my last chapter. Even though 90 people looked at it, you were the only one who bothered to respond. You so rock!
And of course I'm totally jealous of other writers who write a chapter and like 10+ people respond within the first 5 seconds after it posts (OK, gross exaggeration, but you know what I mean). It's so not fair! My writing doesn't suck, does it? I put a lot of effort into making it good, but every chapter I put up gets less and less viewers. I could do a one-shot, but I don't have that many different ideas. At least that haven't been done, since there are now like 450 people writing stories on the Instant Star page. And even though there are so many stories out there, I would think that people would actually want to review the ones they read. Or maybe like me, they're looking for ideas to write about. But I always manage to review a chapter that I read (since I know how much work goes into writing. But I guess I'm just a minority that way).
But if this keeps up, I think I'm going to quit writing forever and conclude that it's just not for me (even though I've wanted to be a writer for some time now, and was going to be one after I graduate from college, but maybe I'm just not cut out for this, and I'll let your lack of reviews shatter my dreams).
Now I know how Jude felt when she went on stage, and she dodged people throwing stuff at her. Poor Speed got a faceful of water though.
Disclaimer: I don't own Instant Star or any of the characters. But I do own Andrew and the storyline.
Chapter 10: Is It Too Late?
Jude finished her set, then went backstage to change. She was so busy winding down after her set that she didn't realize someone had sneaked into her room. She felt a hand clamp down over her mouth, and as she struggled against her unknown attacker, she heard the person whisper in her ear, "Scream, and I'll make sure you never sing again. Fight back, and it'll be the last anyone sees you. Have I made myself clear?"
Jude nodded mutely, frozen in fear, and her attacker dragged her outside to a waiting van. She was then pushed inside and tied up so that no one would recognize her.
Meanwhile…
Tommy paced the floor, looking at his watch for the umpteenth time.
Tommy's POV: Where is she? She's supposed to be done by now. Maybe she's still in her dressing room.
He snuck past security, since he'd had years and years of practice, and he was able to move around, completely undetected. He got to Jude's room, and saw that it was open. Stepping inside, he looked around. Shocked at what he saw.
The room was neat, as if no one had been inside. Normally, a break-in would be messy, with the person trying to look for something, or at least there would be signs of a struggle. But the room looked like something out of a home for sale. And Tommy's gut instinct told him something was very wrong.
He whipped out his cell phone, and dialed a few numbers. He spoke as soon as the other person picked up.
"Dude, I need your help," Tommy said desperately. "Can you get over here ASAP?" the other person said OK, and Tommy hung up. He quickly snuck out to the main area, and waited anxiously for his friend to arrive.
Once the person got there, few people were still around.
"Thanks for coming so quickly," Tommy said to his friend.
"It's what I do," Andrew said. Andrew had known Tommy for years, and had been his personal security guard. After Boyz Attack had split up, Andrew joined the police force, and had quickly risen through the ranks. Now a detective, he was in charge of taking care of more serious cases, but was always willing to help out an old friend in need.
"So, what's the story?" Andrew said, as they stepped into Jude's dressing room.
Tommy quickly filled Andrew in on everything that had happened, and Andrew began looking for prints and other clues.
After his initial investigation, Andrew walked over to Tommy.
"There's no doubt about it," he said sadly. "Jude was kidnapped."
"By who?" Tommy said, clearly distraught.
"It could be a crazed fan, someone who wants something from her. Or it could be someone with an agenda. Someone who was hired to kidnap her. At this point, I really don't know." Andrew said, closely watching his friend's expression.
"Isn't there anything you can do?" Tommy said, knowing he was, for now, in the same boat as he was.
"Wait for the first ransom call," Andrew shrugged. He'd seen a lot of these cases. Sometimes the person was rescued. Other times, the person was never seen alive again. But this time was different, because it involved a rockstar. He'd always wanted to take a case with someone famous, but he never imagined that it hit so close to home.
"Don't worry, I'll get whoever's behind this," Andrew promised. He saw what looked like despair mixed with shock on his friend's face. Was Tommy in love with her? He'd find out sooner or later.
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