Spied looked over at Tom from where he stood across the lobby as he walked through the door and said, “Dude, you got a Sadie talk.”
“What?” Tom answered, looking over at him.
“It is like radiating off of you.” Spied said as he walked into Studio A and sat down on the extra chair.
“Guess what.” He said to Jude.
“Hmm.” She mumbled, not looking up from her work.
“Quincy got a Sadie talk.” He said with amusement.
Jude stopped the music and turned her head toward him, “How do you know?”
“It wasn’t very nice of you to send Sadie after him. What did he do?”
“I didn’t send Sadie after him.” Jude said, “What are you talking about?”
“Well, he walked in and,” Spied told her, “Look, I can just tell.”
“Right,” Jude said “well if he did something to deserve it then he got what he deserved.”
Tom walked up to the closed studio door and knocked lightly. Jude and Spied looked up and Spied said “Well, that’s my cue. Call me later.”
Jude nodded and he walked out the door, passing Tom and patting him on the back.
“Hey,” he said holding out her cell phone “you forgot this.”
“Thanks,” she said taking it and setting it on the soundboard next to her “but I forget my phone all the time. Is there another reason you came down here?”
“I wanted to make sure you were alright.” He told her.
“That’s sweet.” Jude said, “I’m still mad at you.”
“I know and that’s fine. But you’re talking to me so that’s a good sign right?”
Jude sighed and smiled, shaking her head, “Yes.”
Tom smiled and Jude hooked her foot around the arm of the chair the Spied had occupied and rolled it forward, offering it to him. He sat down and said, “I want to work this out, I am sorry and I don’t want to fight with you.”
“I know me too.” Jude said, “But if you don’t trust me…”
“I do.” He said.
Jude looked at him and asked, “Are you just saying that so I’m not mad at you?”
Tom shook his head. “I would never lie to you. You know that.”
“Well, then what changed your mind?” she questioned.
“Let’s just say I found some sense and reason.” Jude nodded and gave him a small smile. They sat there quietly for a few minutes and Jude sat up straight in her chair and said, “I have two questions for you.”
“Okay.” Tom answered telling her to proceed.
“Why didn’t you believe me right away?” She questioned.
“I guess it was because I’ve heard it before.” He told her and continued because of her questioning gaze. “There have been accusations before and they were never true.”
“So you just figured it was history repeating itself.” Jude stated and he nodded and said, “It ended up hurting our friendship.”
“I think I understand. I don’t like the fact that you chose him over me.” Tom nodded, “But I understand.” She told him.
“What’s your second question?” he asked quietly, grateful that she understood where he was coming from.
“Did you listen to it?” she asked.
“No.” he said honestly.
“You should,” she told him holding her phone out to him “then you will see that I wasn’t throwing around false accusations.”
He took it, hearing the tone used in the latter part of the statement and pressed the voicemail button. His eyes darkened as he listened to the message. Jude was astounded; she had never seen a reaction like that out of him before. Silently she wished it would’ve been that way before and the thought left her mind as quickly as it had entered. She was glad he finally believed her.
“Is this what you were dreaming about the other night?” he asked her.
“What are you talking about?” she questioned.
“Last night, I went in your room and you were asleep. He explained, “You looked like you were having a nightmare.”
Jude thought back and said “I was. It is more of a reoccurring dream. It feels like my subconscious is trying to tell me something. Like find a lost memory or something.”
“What was it about?”
She explained the first one she had, which happened not much longer after they met and the ones after that and finished with the one from the night before.
“Each one I have becomes more clear,” she said “and vivid.”
She shuttered “This last one bothers me though. There were three people there, instead of one. And the one who was hitting me said something to me that reminded me of what Adrian told me about you.”
“What did he say?” Tom asked his mind racing about the things he could have told her.
“He said you wouldn’t believe me and in the dream when I screamed for help he said ‘yeah right, he won’t help you.’”
“Wow.” He said.
“Yeah, I know.” she told him, “Like I said it feels like my subconscious is telling me something.”
“Jude, I’m sorry.” He told her “I should’ve been there for you instead of…”
“You’re forgiven.” She told him. They shared a small smile and Tom looked down and then back at her and said, “Jude, something needs to be done.”
“I know, but” she paused “don’t do anything okay.”
He looked at her incredulously “Why, we know who is doing this?”
“Because,” she paused, “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“There is only one way he could hurt me and I am not going to let it happen.”
“What’s that?” Jude asked.
“Hurt you.” he said locking eyes with her. They sat there for a few minutes and then Tom asked, “So what you working on?”
“Just that beat I showed you before.” She answered.
“Can I hear it?” he asked.
“Sure.” She shrugged and pushed the button. As they sat there and listened to the music Spied walked over to Sadie, who was watching Tom and Jude through the window and said, “Nice work Sades. What did you tell him?”
“The truth.” She answered with a smirk
“What that if he didn’t act better towards your sister you would go black belt on his ass?”
“No, I save that kind of sweet talk for you.” she said, putting her arm around his shoulders.
“Awww, I’m touched.” He said and she gave him a playful shove and said, “Get back to work.”