Hi guys! This is my first FanFic and I hope you enjoy it! You'll have to wait and see what happens though...

(SCARAMOUCHE POV)

I felt like I couldn't breathe. It was as though, all of a sudden, all of the oxygen in the world had been sucked up, leaving me hyperventilating. Gasping for air. Needing to breathe in the crisp outside air, I perched on the edge of the bed Gaz and I shared and tugged on a pair of worn black boots. From the nearby desk, I grabbed a sheet of notepaper and a badly-chewed black pen (one of Gaz's bad habits). Then, I scribbled a short note to him:

Gone for a walk. No idea when I'll be back.

Don't wait up.

S xxx

Even as I wrote the note, I knew that he would be fuming with me. He had banned me from stepping out beyond the Heartbreak Hotel, declaring that it was 'no safe place for his chick'. His chick? Oh how I shuddered at that bohemian term!

My chest began to tighten, I needed some air! Quickly! Placing the note back on the desk, I ran out of the Heartbreak Hotel making sure that no other bohemians had seen my departure. I rushed up the concrete steps and a cool wind danced upon my cheekbones. I felt my whole chest loosen as I took large even breaths. Twisting my head to my left, then right, I surveyed my surroundings to decide what route I should take.

Hearing Big Macca's voice from within the walls of the Heartbreak, I forgot all about making a decision and then, without thinking, ran towards the muddy track on the left.

Panting, I ran along the track until I could no longer see the Heartbreak. I stopped and paused for a few minutes then crouched over with my hands on my knees and my head hung low. My shoulders rose and fell as I caught my breath back. After a few more deep breaths I raised my head again. My chocolate brown eyes swept over my surroundings, taking in everything in sight.

It had been six weeks since I had last been outside. Six weeks since The Dreamer, my dreamer, had uncovered the guitar at the glorious Lake Geneva. That night we were hastily moved into the Heartbreak where I swore to Galileo that I wouldn't step foot out of the hotel unless he was there by my side. But, no matter how much I pleaded with him over the last six weeks, I wasn't allowed outside with him yet. He hadn't yet deemed it safe for his 'baby'. Not that I need protecting! I've survived on my own long enough, thank you very much!

Looking around, I couldn't see why it wasn't safe. It looked safe enough to me! In fact, it looked no different from when I was a GaGa kid. Deciding that the area looked harmless enough to go on, I began to walk along the muddy path.

My thoughts soon trailed back to what had occurred earlier in the day. What would happen now? What will it mean? Could this be the end?

I had become so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the large branch of bracken that was sprawled across the path. Before I knew it, I too was sprawled across the path, my leg entwined with the bracken branch. Face down in the mud, I twisted my body round so I was able to release myself from the branch. Ripping the branch into shreds, I cried out in despair. I want to break free. Why was everything going so wrong? First earlier today and now I'm covered head to toe in mud and trying to escape the clutches of a bracken branch.

I can't take this anymore. I don't know what to do.

Finally breaking free from the branch, I curled myself up into a ball, my arms wrapped tightly around my legs, my head burrowed into my knees and cried until the night fell.