Authors Note: Here is the Prompt, given to me by WolfJas04. So thanks to him; Go see what he's got.
"I was listening Haunted by Taylor swift and then I thought the lyrics would make a really good story but I don't really know how to write a story so I just gave it to you, because you can make it into a great story.
Prologue
A maroon sky casts a soft red glow across La Push, momentarily breaking through the thick barrier of clouds normally encasing the sky. The ocean is a bright sparkling purple along First Beach, the white foaming waves gently caressing the shoreline.
Sitting back against his hands, Seth Clearwater sighs in content as his head clears and a silent breeze makes its way across the beach where he lays.
He doesn't look up when he hears the rustling of sand behind him. He already knows who it is. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees his best friend, Jacob Black, settle down next to him. For a few minutes, they just sit there in the silence. When Jake finally speaks, his voice is a gentle tone that Seth has only ever heard Jake use with him.
"You know I won't ever leave you, right Seth?"
You see, about two weeks ago, their other two best friends, Quil Ateara and Embry Call had gotten very sick. It only lasted a few days before they were completely fine again, but after that neither one of them had spoken to him or Jake. And Seth had no idea why. The four of them used to do everything together. They spent all day every day with each other. They were practically inseparable.
And what made it worse, was that along with shoving Seth and Jake out of their lives, they had decided to fill their spaces with none other than Sam Uley's gang. Oh wait sorry; they were protectors. The thought of the so called "protectors" of La Push made him want to sneer in disgust. And then when he thought about how his two former "best friends" had now joined them made him want to cry.
He didn't even notice when Jake pulled his now shaking form into his lap. Only when Jake began stroking his head and started whispering apologies was he finally drawn out of his thoughts, only to realize that he really was crying. This only made him cry harder, and he clung to Jake, burying his face into his neck while Jake continued to murmur praises and endearments into his temple, rocking him back and forth like he was soothing a baby.
He didn't know how long this went on. But eventually, he found himself just sitting in Jake's lap, snuggling into the strong chest, which he now noticed was bare. This didn't deter him, however, and he continued as Jake's equally strong arms wrapped tighter around his lithe frame. For some reason he couldn't explain, being held like this comforted him more than he ever thought it would. Once again, he sighed in content.
They didn't leave until the sun was almost set. Jake helped him stand and wrapped an arm around him as they made their way to Jake's truck.