A/N – Okay, some people were still confused about "Mitchem Anderson." If you couldn't figure it out, then this chapter should help refresh your memory!

Thanks for all the love, everyone! I think this is the fastest I've ever gotten my reviews! It really means a lot! Here's chapter 10...I hope you enjoy!

Review!
JQ

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Chapter Ten…Falling Through the Cracks

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Jude felt her body go limp and she sat down on the stairs.

"Jude!" Sadie screamed, rushing to her sister's side. "Jude, what's wrong."

"I thought he was a producer…" Jude mumbled, her breathing quickly becoming irregular.

Sadie looked at Tom with a worried look and he sighed. "Sadie, he was my replacement for her, two years ago. And he…he wasn't the best character."

"What do you mean, 'not the best character'?" she asked, eyebrows furrowed.

"He…" Tom glanced at Jude, not sure what to say. "He was not respectful to Jude. He was…always hitting on her, and making her feel…uncomfortable."

"Tommy, stop," Jude said, looking up and the two of them. "He was a jerk. End of story. He cared more about getting in my pants than working on music. That's all."

"No wonder he gave me the part," Sadie fumed, standing up and pacing the floor.

"What?" Tom asked, taking her place next to Jude.

Sadie turned to him, anger obvious on her face. "All he said was '' and then he gave me the part. God! This is so stupid!"

"Sadie, calm down. Okay. I'm sure you're the best one for the part," Tom reassured her, mostly for Jude's sake.

"No, it's all because of her," she insisted, pointing a finger at her younger sister.

Tom frowned. "That's not fair. Jude didn't do anything."

"No, because she never does anything. That's what she's good at. Doing nothing and getting paid for it," Sadie spat.

"Sadie--" Tom started, but before he could finish, the oldest Harrison girl was out the front door. He sighed and wrapped an arm around his girlfriend.

"I can't believe her," Jude moaned, hiding her face in Tom's shirt.

He melted at the sight of such vulnerability. "Hey, hey…Don't worry about her. She'll come around. We're here for each other remember?" Jude nodded and he could feel her warm tears soaking through his shirt again.

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"Sir…" The bartender eyed Don nervously. "Sir…?"

Don looked up, eyes bloodshot. "What?"

"I need to shut down here. You need to head on…home, or whatever."

"Another whiskey, please," Don muttered and the bartender sighed.

"No, sir. You've had enough."

The older man eyed the empty glasses next to him, squinting. "No, sir, I think you've had enough!" Thoughtless laughter erupted from Don's mouth.

The bartended moved from behind the bar and helped the other man to stand. "Good night, sir. I've called a cab." He led Don out the door and to a yellow taxi idled outside.

"Good night, man. Thanks for tonight," Don mumbled, drunken stupor making it difficult to walk. The bartender nodded and helped him into the car, shutting the door closed.

"Good luck," he muttered, walking back inside his bar.

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Sadie stormed inside her small house, slamming the door shut behind her. "My God! She can't just have her own life, can she? She has to ruin mine too!"

Seething, she moved into the living room, collapsing on her couch. A car honked outside her house, quickly followed by a loud knocking on her door. She groaned. Standing, she walked over to the door, opening it slowly.

"Sadie, please…don't slam the door in my face," Don pleaded, sticking his head inside the house. "Hear me out…"

She sighed, not really wanting to deal with this right now. "Don, really…I'm not in the mood for your excuses."

"I miss her, Sadie. More than you could ever realize," he insisted.

"Don…"

"No, Sadie. You don't understand. This is all my fault. I never should have cheated on her, and I did. And she killed herself." Tears started their path down Don's cheeks.

Sadie's face softened. "I do understand," she mumbled. "More than you know…"

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"Jude…?" Tom's voice was soft.

"Mmmm…"

"Are you okay? With Mitchem, I mean. Like, that was two years ago. Are you fine?" Tom asked.

"I guess…" Jude looked up at him.

"Are you sure?"

"It's just…when it rains, it pours, right? Like, my mom dies, and my sister hates me. And now the guy, who only wanted to work with me to hit on me, is working with that sister. It just…it's all at once, you know?"

"I know, girl. And I promise, it will get better," he insisted, holding her close.

"Okay," she choked out, tears filling her eyes again. Tom tightened his grip around her and rested his head on hers, sighing deeply.

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-JQ-