"I hate you Jude!" Sadie screamed at her sister.

"Right back at you Sadie!" Jude yelled twice as loud as she turned and stormed out of their mother's house.

Tommy was sitting in the car; the engine was on waiting for her as he saw her come flying out of the house, the door slamming behind her.

Sadie standing on the other side of the glass, her arms over her chest glaring his way.

Jude gasped as the tears she was working so hard at holding back began to flow from the rims of her eyes. Everything became a blur as she walked up to the car door and opened it.

At first Tommy didn't say a word, but when the crying got worse he couldn't help but speak up, he opened his mouth to say something but before he could even get a word in Jude interrupted.

"Please Tommy, just don't start right now," Jude shot at him.

She was so cold to him sometimes, all he wanted to do was make sure that she was okay, see if there was anything he could do, but she was pushing him away, like she had been doing a lot lately, he turned his head toward the windshield and began to drive them home.

"If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't even be fighting in the first place," she shot at him, like this was his entire fault.

"Oh please Jude, whatever this is about, it's between Sadie and you," he defended.

"Well if you wouldn't have dated her first, maybe we wouldn't be in this mess in the first place," she crossed her arms over her chest and glanced out her window.

After the years they had been together everything always came back to the relationship with Sadie. She was always throwing it in his face, making him feel guilty for something that happened years ago. They had talked this over numerous times and had come to an agreement and an understanding, but Jude couldn't let it go.

It seemed that every fight Sadie and Jude had always came back to him, she was always making snide comments under her breath or to his face and he could only defend himself so much. Every time she brought it up, his heart broke just a little bit more.

"Life is what it is, not what he was," he spoke, ignoring her for the rest of the drive home.

There relationship was coming to an end and it seemed that the only thing that both of them could remember were the unhappy times. The fights that came constantly and the blaming that always seemed to have its finger pointed at him.

"Jude," the tears began to form in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Tommy," her tears mirrored his.

They both knew what was coming, yet neither wanted to say it, or admit it. It hurt a thousand times worse now that it was becoming a reality.

She shook her head, unable to listen to herself or think straight.

"We both know it's for the best," he placed his hand on her face and brought it up so that she had to look at him, "Don't cry, please Jude, I love you more than any one in this entire world, more than I will ever love anyone again."

She knew he was telling the truth, after everything they had been through, the love was never ending, they just made it too hard on one another to let this relationship last. Together their love would kill each other. They loved each other too much to go on any longer.

She reached over and kissed him on the lips. It was just like their first kiss, forceful and passionate. Neither wanted to let go, but she choked on her tears causing her head to fall down.

"I know," his voice soothed her, as he brushed his hand over her cheek, "Jude…"

"Tommy please don't," her voice trailed off.

"But Jude…" he waited till she made eye contact.

"I just can't do this right now. I cant," she shook her head, "The worst heartbreak is letting someone go whom you love and I love you Tommy. The pain is just too much right now."

"I love you too Jude, I do."

"I know," she glanced up at his glossy eyes.

Her eyes were begging him to stay but he couldn't, as much as he wanted to he had to get out of there. His body was stiff as he shifted his leg to stand up from the couch. The movement made Jude's body jerk back. He looked at her, his heart breaking more with everything second that passed and he had to look at her.

"Tommy…" she was starting to sob.

"I'll come back to my things sometime next week," by this time he had managed to completely lift himself off the couch, but his legs felt week, he wobbled before taking a step away and towards the door.

"I won't be here," she too stood up like she was going with him. She left for a five month tour a day after tomorrow.

"I know," he stared at her.

She couldn't take her eyes off of him. She tried but she couldn't pull them away from the emotion that was written all over his face. She felt like she was watching a movie, standing to the side and was watching this scene play out. Two people completely in love with each other, who knew it, yet couldn't be together because although they brought out the best of each other, something needed to change and neither one of them knew what that something was.

He watched her watch him. He imagined his future without her and the tears quickly surfaced. To not feel the warmth of her body next to his at night. To not intertwine his fingers with hers. To not feel the softness of her lips against his. But he knew this had to be done. He closed his eyes as he wiped away the tears and suddenly her body was up against his. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her head buried in his shoulder. His arms gripped her waist. This would be the last time he felt her. The last time he would hold her this close.

They cried into each other before she slowly loosened her grip around him. She pursed her lips as she took a step back from him and he quickly turned away from her.

She watched his back as he slowly exited what was once their apartment and closed the door behind him. She collapsed on the hard wood floor underneath her and cried. Her world was falling apart and she didn't know how to put it back together.

As he closed the door behind him he could hear her crying. He began to walk to the end of the hallway but only made it half way to the elevator before he too stopped. With his back against the wall he slid to the floor, letting the emotion flow out of him that he was too scared to admit existed because had he seen her collapse he never would have been able to walk out that door.