"Believe the tunnel can end. Believe your body can mend. Yeah, I know you can make it through 'cause I believe in you. So let's go put up a fight, let's go make everything all right. Go on and take a shot, go give it all you've got."- from Boys Like Girls 'Go'

Erin's POV

It'd been about a week since I'd chased Seth from my house. I was in what my mother would call a 'depressive funk'. The darkness was my best friend. Sunlight was my worst enemy. Pain and misery were engulfing me. I didn't want to see anyone and I didn't particularly care if anyone wanted to see me.

I knew there was a way to make the grey cloud that was hanging over my head go away. All I had to do was talk to Seth. However, all I felt like doing was lying down on Scout's older sister's bed with all the lights out and the cover over my head.

I just couldn't bring myself to apologize. He'd been the one who had broken his promise. In my book, that was the worst thing that a person could possibly do. Still, I realized that I was being stupid. So, that was the reason I'd been moping for about a week.

I still couldn't figure if I felt worse that Seth broke his promise to me or that I was just lying in a bed, feeling miserable. That wasn't like me at all. It was like... I'd given up. I'd just lost the will to do anything. All of this over a stupid broken promise and a move two hours away. What was with me?

Apparently, I wasn't the only one fed up with my moping. "Okay, that's it, Erin!" Scout shouted at me. She unceremoniously ripped the cover off my head and shook me a little. "Open your eyes and seize the day!"

I was just going to ignore her. I wasn't in the mood for people or conversation. I just wanted to continue to wallow in my misery until I either died from starvation or slit my wrists out of frustration from the starvation thing taking too long. However, Scout hated being ignored.

Light poured into the room as she crossed over to the other side of the room and flipped the light switch. I shut my eyes tight. "It burns us!" I yelled, cracking a joke for the first time in what seemed like years. I thought Scout would want to hear it. Maybe she'd leave me alone.

Scout, however, didn't seem to find this the least bit funny. "It is almost two in the freaking afternoon." she informed me, sounding irritated. "My parents are worried about you and Faith burst into tears when you didn't turn up for breakfast again. She thinks you're dying."

I certainly didn't mean to make anyone worry about me. I was also highly upset that I had made poor, sweet, little Faith cry. It made me feel even worse than I already did.

"I feel like it." I said, putting a pillow over my face. I wasn't even joking. The whole thing was so painful. I felt as if my heart had been ripped out of my chest.

Scout ripped the pillow away from me, but it didn't do much. I still had my eyes closed. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself." she ordered. "You're wasting away in here."

"Good." I muttered. I was not in the mood for her to try and make me feel happy. It wasn't going to work. I was sure that nothing would. It felt like a dementor had sucked all of the happiness out of me. My soul felt like a dark, frozen void.

"Why are you so upset?" she asked. I felt her sink down at the foot of the bed. "Seth only broke his promise to keep another one that he promised you a long time ago. He promised that he'd protect you. Remember?"

I felt a tear fall down my face. And then another. And then another. I rolled over to try to keep Scout from seeing. I nodded. Of course I remembered. One does not simply forget something like that.

"Then why are you upset?" she asked me, her voice soft. I knew she was just trying to help. She was just trying to be a good friend. It was classic Scout.

So, I answered her even though I didn't feel like forming words and having a conversation. "He's not here." I told her, more tears falling. That really was it. He had told me he'd always be there for me. So, why wasn't he here now? Why wasn't he breaking down the door to see me? Why wasn't he yelling at me for being so stupid?

She placed her hand on my leg. "Erin, you told him to leave you alone." she reminded me. "He wants to be here. He just doesn't think you want him here. So, he's respecting your wishes."

I opened my eyes and saw a tear clinging to the end of my nose. I wiped it away and closed my eyes again. "He ought to know that I didn't mean it." God, I didn't mean it. Okay, so maybe I did. But for, like, a few hours, not a week.

She gave an exasperated sigh. "There's a solution here." she said. I knew what she was getting at. "Get your butt out of bed and go find him."

"But-"

"Go get your man!" she yelled at me. "You can't let him go. He's the best thing that's ever happened to you."

I knew she was right. I also knew she was probably speaking from personal experience. I sighed and opened my eyes, sitting up slowly. "You're... right." I told her, causing her to smile smugly. "But, I can't do it now." There was something important that I needed to tend to first.

"What?" she asked me. "Erin, you can't wait. You have to go find him and talk to him right this instant." Actually, I really didn't. It didn't matter when I talked to Seth. I knew he'd always be waiting with open arms. He loved me too much.

I shook my head resolutely. "Scout, I've been lying in this bed for a week." I reminded her. "I need a shower. I feel so gross." I hadn't felt much like keeping up with personal hygiene whilst going through my 'depressive funk'.

She laughed, her face brightening. "You look gross too." she announced, getting up off the bed. She dug through my suitcase, which was in front of her closet, and tossed me some clothes. "Now, hurry up."

An hour later, I was showered, dressed, and feeling much better. My grey cloud was slowly dissipating. I could see a small ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds. I'd go find Seth and then we'd get this whole mess sorted out. I knew everything would be cool.

"Go get 'im!" Scout called to me from her open kitchen window as I ran out the door and through her yard at lightning speed.

Oh, did I intend to.

Hey guys. So, how'd you like the first chapter of 'Wildfire'? Okay, now remember, I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. I do own any character not in the books and this plot. I know that this chapter is shorter than usual. Sorry. I'll try to make them longer in the future. Catch you later.