hey all! my stupid internet is being crappy so i have to use the like acient computer atm. i was well annoyed cause i was rele excited after i wrote this chapter and wanted to post it straight to see what you all thought! but no i had to wait agesssss. so here it is any and i actually love the way this bit turned out so let me know what you think please!!!!!

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Jude hadn't really planned this in advance. How could she? Why would she? No she had defiantly never thought this is where she would be on her Saturday night.

The nightclub was a mess with commotion. The music was loud and thumping. The base beat moving through the floor. Jude picked her glass up from the bar and drained it. Okay so she was under-aged. She sure as hell didn't give a damn right now. And the bouncer at the door was more than happy to be bribed with an autograph and an award-winning smile.

So there she sat. Drowning her sorrows, she now realized why this was favored as a coping mechanism. It worked! The night passed in a bit of a blur. It started with a few drinks alone at the bar. Now though she was having a great time. Mr. tall dark and hansom whose name she had either forgotten or never asked was dancing close in front of her. She smiled and he returned it.

Jude was in the center of the dance floor, in the well-known club M. It was almost one in the morning. Her phone had rang so many times since she had stormed out of the house that she had switched it off and tossed it on the bar. She was wearing the same clothes she had had on all day. At first she had felt under dressed surround by the many girls in short skirts and low tops. Now she just felt amazing. The wonders of alcohol.

The song ended and she pulled away from the guy she had been dancing with. He followed her as she headed for the bar.

'Buy you another' the guy raised his glass in Jude's direction.

'Why not!' she replied eagerly.

He motioned to the bartender and ordered to vodkas and cokes. Jude stood up off the barstool she had been perched on and tripped slightly. The room was a little blurry. Maybe she should go. But she felt bad the guy had just got drinks. One more and she would leave, she decided.

'I will be right back just nipping to the bathroom.' She headed to the back of the club into the well-lit corridor. The sudden change of light hurt her eyes and made her head hurt a little. She went over to the sink and splashed her face. The cool water was calming to her. She felt better almost immediately. She hadn't drunk that much. She knew she wasn't a pro at the club scene and however angry and upset she was, she didn't want to loose control. That was something she didn't cope with well. When she was in control she had choices. When others had the control and choices, she usually ended up lost and hurt. Realization of what had really happened this evening was staring to dawn on her.

Her mom had gone, just left. How could she not have even said good bye or explained? An explanation would mean a lot right now. What hurt the most though was that Sadie had been able to say good bye. Their mother didn't hate Sadie. She couldn't stand the sight of Jude. She loved her, but Jude knew every time her mother saw her face she saw her husband. How could she blame her for hating that? She hated that.

Jude left the bathroom slightly more depressed than when she had entered. But she didn't want to think about it any more and she didn't want to understand. Hating someone for hurting you is a lot easier than understanding why they did it. Both ways involved the hurt but the hate it was an outlet. It meant there was someone to blame!

She made her way to the bar and the guy was still there waiting. He smiled at her when she neared him.

'Drink?' he asked. If Jude wasn't so preoccupied she may have notice the darkness in his eyes.

'Yes, Please.' She took the glass and downed a large mouthful.

'Some ones thirsty.' The guy commented. Jude just laughed and took a smaller sip.

Tommy and Kwest left the bar they had been at for most the night. Stumbling slightly through the door.

'Thanks for dragging me out man you were right I needed to blow off some steam.' Tommy said to his best friend next to him. Kwest was a bit more drunk than Tommy and swaggered as he walked. This made a change for the pair, as normally Tommy was the one plastered.

'Its even better when you have some one who can cover the blowing off part for you.' Kwest laughed loudly, stopping walking and pointing at Tommy then laughing some more.

Tommy looked disgusted at his friend but laughed all the same.

'Kwest man too much info!' he swung Kwest's arm over his shoulder and half dragged him down the street. Tommy flagged down a cab as it went to pass them. 'Come on, get you drunken self back before Nic grounds your sorry ass!' Tommy opened the back door of the cab and Kwest awkwardly clambered in.

'She don't control me man if I wanna get drunk I shall.' Kwest raised his voice obviously missing Tommy's joke.

'I no dude chill, you proved that point tonight any ways. See you at work, man.' Tommy slammed the door on Kwest's continued ranting. He leaned in to the cad driver and gave him the address and paid the fair. The cab took off down the street and Tommy watched it for a second before continuing in the opposite direction.

The night was nice warm but with a chill in the wind. He decided to walk back to his apartment as he often did after a night out. He was only about 20 minutes from the town center.

Jude finished what was left in her glass and grabbed her coat.

'Leaving so soon.' Jude looked up to the man talking to her and the room began to spin. She put her hand to her forehead to try and focus.

'Yeah I think I'm done for the night. Thanks for the drink.' She went to walk away and was taken aback when someone grabbed her arm.

'I will walk you out.' Jude noticed he still had hold of her even though she had turned to face him. She didn't know what to say. All of a sudden he didn't look so friendly. There was something in his eyes. And he was smiling at her. A creepy smile. It wasn't really a question he had asked but she answered him any way.

'It's ok, have a good night.' She gave a smile she hoped looked genuine and turned again to leave. His grip only tightened on her wrist.

'What kind of gentleman would I be if I let the lady leave with out making sure she had a cab?' His face looked different now. More sincere. Jude wasn't sure what she had seen before that made her panic. Maybe it was all in her mind, she was just being paranoid.

He dropped her wrist and placed his hand on the small of her back as he led her towards the exit. They were close to the door when she tripped. He grabbed her quickly pulling her up and close to him.

Jude felt sick the room wouldn't stop swirling in her head and her feet just weren't cooperating. How had she gotten so drunk so quickly? She shut her eyes tight trying to keep herself from getting dizzy. She was aware she was still moving, being directed out of the club by the hands on her back and waist. The cold air met her face and the thumping music was lower and further away. She heard the door slam behind her and opened her eyes.

There wasn't a busy street in front of her. There were dumpsters and empty crates. She pulled a way from the hands holding her and tried to head for the door. He grabbed her hard throwing her off balance.

'Get off me' She shouted flailing her limbs in defense. The man was far stronger and grabbed her shoulders slamming her against the wall.

'I just want to have fun, we've been getting along so well.' He spoke in to her ear in a voice that made her want to vomit. His touch was cold and sickening also. She struggled against his strong hold. 'Jude Harrison…Your way out of you league.' He mocked her laughing and throwing his head back menacingly. 'You flirt all night, leading me on then turn me down. Do you enjoy playing with people?'

'Leave me alone, get your filthy hands of me you perve!' Jude shouted back at him. Hoping that some one would hear her. She wasn't even sure where she was. The back alley? Who would be around? She was alone, trapped with him.

'I only want what you've been dangling in front of me all night!' he bent down close to her face and kissed her neck. With one hand he grabbed her wrists holding them tight. He pushed him self close to her body, his other hand wandering to the hem of her shirt.

Jude struggled and desperately tried to pull her arms from his grip. As he moved closer she took a chance and quickly raised her knee. She kneed him as hard as she could in the spot that would hurt the most. He let out a cry and like she had shocked him released her arms. She didn't wait around, she took off as quickly as she could. Everything was out of focus and she tripped and stumbled down the alley towards the lights of what she hoped was the street.

She didn't stop running until she heard the loud horn of a car. She stopped and fell all in one motion in front of the car. She could hear people shouting and the opening of a car door. She heard some one call her name.

A large hand came to her shoulder as some one dropped to their knees beside her. She flinched at the touch and started to cry. She was so confused. All she wanted was for everything to stop moving so she could think. Two arms again grabbed her pulled her close, she recognized the soft voice talking in to her hair as she held on and cried.

Tommy had been walking down the high street. There was different music blaring out of each club. The scene was busy and people were chatting loudly and animatedly as they made their way between bars. He loved the feel of a busy street at night. There was so much excitement and anticipation.

He was just passing one of the busiest clubs, Club M. It was pretty new in town and there was much talk about its great atmosphere and music. He would have to bring Kwest here next time. Just as he passed the main doors he heard the loud horn of a car blasting through the street. Everybody was staring in the direction of the road just ahead. He carried on walking, intrigued to see what was going on. He recognized her immediately. She dropped to ground in front of the vehicle. She looked so lost and scared. He ran to her side and reached out for her. By now there was a large crowd gathering and the man in the car had jumped out.

'Did I hit her!' he was shouting panic in his voice as he to crouched at her side. 'I didn't see she just ran out!'

Tommy touched her shoulder to get her to look at him. She jumped back. She started to cry and didn't seem to know what was going on. He tried again grabbing her in close to him.

'Jude its ok. I got you. Its ok.' He whispered in her ear. He felt her grab hold of him, like she never wanted to let go. She was shaking, wearing just a thin shirt and jeans.

'I think she's ok just scared.' Tommy told the man form the car who was incredibly pale sat next to them. 'It's ok I know her, I will take her home.' Tommy said as he stood up lifting Jude easily into his arms and moving her from the road. The man offered to drive them and Tommy thought it was a better idea, as Jude could hardly stay awake in his arms. He placed his jacket over her and got in the back of the car with her still in his arms. He directed the man to his apartment as it was closer and thanked him. The man insisted it was fine and kept repeating how sorry he was.

'It wasn't your fault and she's ok, thank you, you could have just left her.'

'I wouldn't have done that. She shouldn't be out here, anything could of happened to her, she's a bit young.' The man was rambling on and Tommy said good night and headed for the main doors, a now unconcious Jude in his arms. One thing was playing in his mind. Any thing could have happened to her!

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