A/N: Yup, another fic by yours truly:D I hope you guys check this out and enjoy!
Disclaimer: If I owned everything, do you really think the finale would have ended the way it did?
Summary: Was in process of writing before Mother's Little Helper Aired! Jude comes home from the studio to find her childhood home is sold, her mom had run off with Don, and Sadie is staying in a dorm at College. Her relationship with Jamie and Kat has been suffering, she's broke, and her and Speed had just broken up. With no home to go to, where will she go? Who will she turn to?:
Chapter 1
The house was dark and foreign cars were parked in the driveway. The street was dark, the only light coming from a street light four houses down. A solitary figure stood at the end of the drive. She stared at the house with tears in her eyes. That place use to be her salvation, her home. Her eyes traveled from the house to the real-estate sign in the yard that had a "Sold" sign in big red letters across it.
This is it. She thought. I'm truly alone. The blonde haired girl glanced once more at her former shelter and shuffled away from the former Harrison home, and walking down the street.
Her mother had sold the house and ran off to some foreign lands with Don, her divorce lawyer turned fiancé, her sister Sadie was staying in a dorm, and her father was out of town on Business and Jude Harrison had no money of her own. Her mother took her trust account and ran off with Don. She was broke, homeless, and alone.
She tried to rack her brain, going through her list of friends and co workers to find someone she could stay with. Jamie and she rarely talked, her and Kat stopped being friends months previous, and Speed…thing started getting bad between them once she was caught with Tommy in the Chrome Cat and they had broken up two weeks before. Darius and Portia were out of the question, Kwest…well, she wasn't sure where she stood with him over the whole producer fiasco. It only left one person in her mind. Him.
She sighed and pulled out her cell from her pocket and dialed a familiar number. Before the call could connect, her phone gave her "the beep of death" before proclaiming Low Battery and going dead.
Jude let out a curse and shoved the phone in her pocket. She glanced at the street sign closest to her, mentally calculating the walking distance from where she stood to her destination point. She took a deep breath and a look of determination appeared on her face and she began to walk, hoping she'd make it before the street thugs came out.