A story in which Candace Porter meets Jude Garner in a bedroom during a party, and the two of them begin an instant relationship full of love, trust, heartache and sabotage.
Candace Porter, sixteen-year-old tennis prodigy doesn't know much about Jud...
| W H E N C A N D A C E M E T J U D E | • • • | Jude |
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Moving was tough. But it was something Jude had been doing since she could even remember. This time, their destination was in the middle of complete nowhere. The town was okay looking. There was lots of green, lots of trees, and her new house wasn't too far from a nearby creek.
And there were some decent looking girls.
But she tried not to think too much about that as she and her aunt unloaded the last of her things into Jude's bedroom. The small space was filled up to its brim with box after box. Jude had even started to break a sweat from all of the heavy lifting. Which was something that didn't happen often.
Right after her aunt, Wendy, had pushed in her nightstand out from the moving truck, and placed it beside Jude's bed, Jude had placed a picture frame on top of it. Inside of the frame was a photograph of she and her father.
Jude was around seven in it, and was sitting on her fathers lap while they fished outside of a lake that used to a few miles away from the first home she ever lived in. Her father, Steven, wore a genuine smile as he held his only daughter in his lap. Her tiny hands were holding on tightly to a hot pink fishing pole.
She hadn't seen her father much after that picture was taken. It was around the time her mother had left for good—and Steven was stationed hundreds of miles away from home. So, she was left alone with her aunt who took her in no questions asked.
Those few years of her life were sad. Sad and confusing. Children don't usually ever understand why a parent leaves. But Jude always knew. She knew it was because of her.
Allison, her mother, had always been a complete mess. At least that's what Wendy, her mothers older sister, always said. She and Steven had Jude when they were still in high school. So it was safe to say that the young brunette was not a planned pregnancy.
And Allison leaving was only the billionth clue.
Before Jude was born, her grandparents had given Allison and Steven an ultimatum. Either they had Jude out of wedlock and gave her up for adoption. Or, they kept her—with the exception of getting married. They of course, chose marriage. Steven not wanting strangers to raise his only child.
So, only a month after she was conceived, the young couple was married in a church by a priest.
Their marriage, much to absolutely nobody's surprise, was a disaster. Allison didn't understand how to take care of a child. Which terrified Steven due to him always being overseas and usually unable to make his way home.
There were many times where the young blonde would forget Jude in the car, or it would slip her mind to feed her breakfast. Steven's last straw was Allison leaving Jude in the bath while she napped for the third time that day.
