This idea came to me last night, I thought about it before I fell asleep and decided I should turn it into a fan fic. I have some ideas on where this should go but I am truly excited to see how this story plays out. The title, "Then With You I will Cry" is credited to my favorite band, Kutless. They have a song called, "Shut Me Out." With the lyric, "When tears start to fall then with you I will cry." I love it so much I decided to steal it for this story.

I'm starting this one off with a bang, leaving the imagination to run wild… but mid-way you'll see Jude narrating, I thought this would be neat to have Jude and Tommy almost telling us the story from their viewpoints… I'll start here and the past will be revealed in the following chapters through Tommy and Jude's telling's.

I'm also writing "From Hello To Goodbye" Which I will continue to post in simultaneously with "TWYIWC"

I hope you enjoy!

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"Who was she?"

The bedside lamp switched on, casting the darkened room into a soft glow. Smoke from a newly lit cigarette lifted into the room, swirling the air in blue and gray streaks. Jude sat with her right leg crossed over the left, her foot moving gently to an imaginary beat. Her left arm rest stiffly against the arm of the high-backed black leather seat, holding the cigarette between her fingers. Lifting her right arm Jude brought a small glass to her lips before taking a long swallow, her gaze pinning Tommy over the rim.

Five feet away Tommy slowly turned around to face his wife, he had figured she would already be asleep. Most nights when he decided to roll in Jude was passed out in bed, allowing his entrance to be argument free. His gaze locked with hers over the glass, she shot him a look that could kill if he had not been immune to it, still he winced. Jude brought the glass down to rest on her leg once again, the condensation from the ice rolled off the glass, dripping in drops on to her exposed bare thigh.

"Smoking is bad for you," Tommy commented as his eyes finally registered the cigarette resting between her fingers.

Nodding Jude lifted the burning bud to her lips, dragging in a long pull, "One of the many disgusting habits I learned from you."

Wincing once again, this time from her iced tone Tommy stepped closer towards the bathroom before opening his mouth to speak, "You're still dressed from earlier?"

"What's it to you?"

"Just asking."

Jude's fingers danced over the glass before she took another sip, ice clinked against the glass as the clear liquid swirled in fast circles. Her hand lingered in the air making her choice in beverage be known to her husband. He hated it when she drank, what perfect way to get him back. Tommy's eyes widened in realization.

"Skipped right over the Brandy this time?" Narrowing his eyes Tommy sarcastically bit out, "I never knew you preferred Vodka."

"Who said I skipped the Brandy?" Smiling sweetly Jude pushed herself from her seat, "Or the Tequila? Or the Whiskey?" Bending over the chair Jude smashed the cigarette into the small ashtray on the bedside table, "Or the Rum?" Raising the glass in mock solute Jude finished off her drink before setting it down next to the ashtray.

"You're turning into a drunk."

Smoothing out her dress Jude gazed into Tommy's eyes with hatred, "And you're a backstabbing cheating husband," Her bare feet sunk into the plush carpet as she stepped closer towards him, "Now why don't you answer my question, 'Who was she?'"

"Who was who?" Tommy asked in innocence.

"One of your many bimbos?" Jude angrily yelled.

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"I don't?" Jude closed the gap between Tommy and her, leaving only a hands width open, "I don't? You make me sick, you think I can't smell them on you when you roll in all hours of the night? Even your pathetic showers can't erase the scent of betrayal."

Reaching his hand out Tommy let if rest against Jude's arm, she shuddered underneath his touch. His eyes connected with hers briefly before Jude shoved his hand away.

"Speechless Tommy?"

Tommy's eyes narrowed in annoyance, "Why don't you mind your business, or better yet, go make yourself another drink."

"Who. Was. She?" Biting each word out in frustration Jude jabbed Tommy in the chest.

"No one."

"No one?" She asked laughing in anger.

Rising on to her toes Jude buried her face into Tommy's shirt, letting the smell of expensive perfume fill her nostrils. Tears pricked the back of her eyes before she pulled away. She was not crying over the fact Tommy was cheating on her and lying about it, she was crying over how her hatred for him grew by the minute. Tommy stared down at her in surprise before he gently pushed her off of him, he knew she knew about his late nights, any woman would, but having her blatantly point it out to him was something he had not been prepared for.

"Chanel, wow Tommy, you managed to land an expensive whore this time," Fire burned behind her gaze as she let each word roll off her tongue, "I am rather impressed, I didn't think you had it in you, I thought you liked cheap and easy."

"Shut up Jude!"

"Who was she? Someone you met after I left the banquet?" Throwing her hands up in misery she asked, "Is she married? Like you, going behind her spouses back, having hush-hush one nights with scum like you?"

Enraged Tommy slammed his fist against the bedroom wall, "Shut the hell up," His hand blistered from the pressure, "Shit!" Cursing the pain, curing his wife Tommy stared across at her with equal fire, "When did you turn into such a bitch?"

"Around the time you stopped acting like my husband."

Without another word Jude turned and tried to walk away but Tommy stopped her with his rough hands. Spinning her to face him Tommy crashed his mouth down on hers. Gasping Jude pressed her hands against his chest before shoving him hard enough to break the embrace. Rubbing the back of her hand against her swollen lips Jude spat out in disgust.

"Don't touch me!"

"I'm your husband Jude, I can touch you if I want."

"You have no rights over me!" Her eyes blurred with tears.

"Why do you think I go out every night?" Tommy's budding dislike for Jude rang through with his next words, "Someone needs to satisfy my needs. You wont, so let's just leave it at that."

"I hate you!"

Tommy nodded in Jude's direction before he turned and marched into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. A shower was just what he needed, another way to wash out the pain that always flooded his system. A pain that lay heavy on his heart every day that he lived, the women he slept with were only ways for him to let out pint up frustration… Jude would never understand….some days even he did not understand.

I'm Jude Harrison, this is the story of how my life slowly and painfully began to unravel. Each thread that was cast away left me bare and open for exposure, left me more vulnerable than I have ever been, left me for dead. I Jude Harrison, now Jude Harrison-Quincy thought I had it all, and I did until my life fell apart, a downward spiral.

When I was fifteen I won a national singing contest, "Instant Star" after that my life went from boring to extraordinary, all in one day, all in one song. I had everything going for me, a career I always wanted, people asking for my autograph, new friends, and of course a gorgeous producer who quickly stole my heart.

Two years after winning, two records under my belt, one number one, I finally got the guy I had been dreaming about. Tommy "Q" Quincy. His blue eyes had sparkled in mischief as he nonchalantly asked me on a date, me being me had played it cool. Which meant that as soon as he left I broke out in girlish shrieks, which came back to bite me in the ass because Tommy laughed from the other room… ouch, there went my "cool" cloak.

We dated two years before I realized with certainty I was in love, madly in love with him, the best part was, Tommy seemed to return my affection. Before my twentieth birthday Tommy proposed to me, the engagement lasted only three months before we celebrated our union in a small yet beautifully romantic wedding. The happiest day of my life lasted a few years… now the honeymoon is over and what I am beginning to realize with ever-present anguish, my life is hell… the hissing waves from the fire underneath are slowly casting up and nipping at me left and right.

Fire burned in the back of her throat, boiling a trail all the way down. Jude capped the top of the tequila bottle, screwing on the cap before backing sluggishly away from the table. Tommy was still in the shower, water from the showerhead could still be heard through the walls. As soon as he slammed the door she had made her way over towards her stash of alcohol. Tommy never went through the drawers of her nightstand, making way for the perfect set up of her liquor.

She had said she hated him, never one to think she Jude Harrison would ever say those words to Tommy, sadly enough as each day passed she really felt like she did hate him. The love they once shared for one another faded, replacing the gap with a slow burning anger towards each other.

Reaching her hands up Jude began to unclasp the two clips that held her blonde hair up. Lately she didn't have a care what her appearance looked like, tonight she had been forced by G-Major to attend an employee banquet. Portia had selected her simple yet elegant black cocktail dress, and even pinned Jude's hair up into a small twist on her own. Her makeup had been minimal, mascara and lip gloss only… her plan was to go, be seen, then leave. Her plan went off without a hitch, she spoke when she was spoken to, mingled with Darius and Liam briefly before telling Tommy she was leaving.

Snorting in pitiful disgust Jude tripped over her disregarded shoes, the alcohol catching up to her, sending her body into a dizzying spin before she landed flat on her face on the bed.

Giggles erupted from her body filling the room to echo. They only lasted a mere few seconds before a wave of sobs took over, wracking her body with shudders… the echo's soon became bone chilling as Jude sobbed against the bed comforter that covered the kind sized bed. Muffled in sound, yet heart wrenching to anyone who heard her.

"Jude?" Tommy's voice questioned from the now open bathroom door.

"G-go a-away."

Nodding even though she couldn't see him Tommy walked towards the bed before shaking his head and retreating to the door.

"I'll sleep in the guest bedroom…again."

My hell began again, each minute I was alive I felt as if my heart was being pierced with more fire more pain. I never wanted to end up this way, I never wanted this life. I had it all, I loved my husband, and now I despised him. My world crashed beneath me, my every fiber was drowned in the sea of loss the day our daughter died…