Disclaimer: I do not own Instant Star. If I did, do you really think Tommy and Sadie would have hooked up and Jude and Jamie hookage and Tommy and Jude not being together rarely at all? Good; you all believe me.

I also want to note, This fic is titled off of Cold's song Cure My Tragedy (Letter to God). So I want to state I don't own the title either.

Summary: A/U Jude gets an offer from her father to move to New York with him when his job demands it. But what if someone makes the decision easier for her to make and she leaves Toronto for three years

OK, that's about the best I can do with this fic. It's kind of hard to explain and I hope you guys check it out.

A/N: Well, not much to note about besides that I hope you guys give this fic a chance and I promise to update to it soon. I really like this fic. I personally feel it's one of my best fics ever.
Chapter 1

Jude was in her room, trying to write the last song to go on her sophomore album. The task was becoming increasingly difficult. Her life had finally gotten under control and as nice has it has been, it has left her with no new material to write about. She currently sat on her bed, strumming her guitar, hoping inspiration would hit when there was a knock on the door. She set her guitar aside and called out "Come in!"

The door opened and her father stepped in. Jude beamed at him and got up from her spot and hugged him. She still wasn't happy that he had left the family for Yvette, but he was her father and she found she couldn't hate him forever…not matter what she wanted to believe when he first left.

"Hey Dad!" Jude greeted, stepping out of his hug and grinned at him.

"Hey Jude." He greeted back and Jude scowled at the greeting. Her father grinned sheepishly and the grin slowly faded. "Jude, we need to talk." His voice was serious and it caused Jude's mirth of seeing her father dissipate.

"Yeah, ok." She said, feeling her face heat up and her mind begin to work overtime to process what was going on around her.

"Jude, I just got a big promotion at work."

"Dad, that's awesome!" Jude said, genuinely happy for her father, but she still didn't get what was so bad about the promotion. The last time she had seen her father look like that was when…well, the divorce was put into motion.

"Yeah…Jude, the promotion is in New York."

"New York?"

"Yes."

"As in New York…like the Big Apple? Located in the States? Thousands of miles away from Toronto?" Jude asked, feeling a wave of devastation wash over her. Her father was leaving her. Leaving her for good. She didn't know how to feel, but right now, she felt depressed at the thought of her father leaving her. She'd always been closer to her father and it hurt to know he was leaving her.

"Jude, I want you to come with me."

"What?"
"I know it's a big decision, but I want you to think about it." He said, and smiled at her.

"Dad, what about Sadie? What about mom?" Stuart Harrison sighed heavily.

"Jude, Sadie's away at college, and frankly? She and your mother always got along better. I know all your friends are here, and your job, but Jude? I'm sure we can get you signed to a label in New York so you can keep singing."

"Dad I don't"

"I know it's a big decision honey." Stuart said, wrapping his arm around Jude's shoulders. She felt numb. Her mind didn't know what to do, what to say. She loved her father, but she didn't want to leave Toronto either. There was too much to think about and too many people to think about. "Let me know when you've thought it over, ok?" Stuart asked. Jude nodded and Stuart smiled and gave her a quick hug and left the room. Jude continued to sit on her bed and stare at the wall, her mind processing what just happened.

If I go to New York, I hurt mom by choosing dad, leave all my friends, have to go to a new school, get a new label…and that would mean no Tommy. Her thoughts stopped at that moment. Her relationship with Tommy was still new to both of them; they had gotten together soon after her 17th birthday and had decided to keep it to themselves until her big one eight. Despite the new relationship, she was quickly getting used to the idea of staying late in the studio so they could make out without being caught. She frowned when she thought of Tommy and let out a groan.

"I don't know what to do!" She said and collapsed onto her bed, staring at the ceiling as if the answers were on display for her there.