The phone that Susannah had lent me rang. I lifted it from my pocket and flipped it open.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Mr. De Silvia?"

"Yes…" I said quietly.

"Susannah Simon is in the hospital. You and her are aquainted…?"

"Yes, we are."

"Susannah was in the hospital for alcohol poisoning. She has gone completely delirious, calling your name, Mr. De Silvia."

"What?" I whispered.

"We had to chain her to her bed this afternoon. We are desperate to find a way to calm her down. Is it possible you could stop by the hospital today?"

My heart tanged. "Yes." I choked.

It hurt to even hear her name.

But she needed me.

And for the first time in my life, I realized I needed her.

----Suze----

My hands bled.

The metal that they used to chain my hands to the bed rubbed violently against my skin, again, as I bent off the bed and screamed in agony.

"Where's Matt?!?" I wailed. "Why wont anyone tell me where he is?!?" and then finally, "Jesse!!!"

I couldn't remember a lot, from that moment. I was delirious, after all.

The blood ran down my arms. I wondered if they were going to do anything about the large cuts around my wrists.

"Jesse!!!" I yelled again. I saw my mother crying in the waiting room.

Elodie wailed.

"Elodie!!" I cried. "Matt!!"

Why wasn't anyone listening to me?

"Please! Get Jesse, get Matthew, give me my goddamn daughter back!"

---Jesse---

I ran up the stairs quickly. As soon as I stepped on the third floor- Susannah's floor, I heard her crying.

"Jesse! Matt! Elodie!"

I ran. Through the hall. Past each door, until I reached the glass door where I could see my daughter sitting on Andy's lap.

Without thinking, I crashed through the door.

"Where is Susannah?" I asked, breathing hard from the way up. My lungs were about to burst.

"In there." A doctor answered. Elodie started crying. I walked over to Andy.

"Good afternoon, Andy." I said, trying hard to be a gentleman. "Could I hold Elodie, for a moment?"

It took him a moment to realize that I was the one who had dropped off the girl at his doorstep.

His eyes widened. "Of course." He whispered.

I scooped up Elodie quickly. She immediately stopped crying.

"Jesse!!" Susannah cried. I walked quickly and carefully into her hospital room.

Her face was red from crying. Her mascara was running down her cheeks. Her eyes were closed and she was gently shaking.

"Jesse!" She yelled again. Her eyes were so violently shut and full of tears that she didn't notice me standing there.

"Susannah," I whispered, running to her side. "Susannah, I'm here."

She stopped crying and opened her eyes. "Jesse…" She breathed. "I need to talk to you, I need to tell you so much, I will tell you everything, Jesse, Everything."

"No, Susannah, now is not the time." I whispered. "Shh." I kissed her hand. "Look at what you've done, Susannah. Just relax, I'm here now. Ellie's here now."

"Ellie?" She whimpered, looking at her daughter. Tears filled her eyes. "Why did you abandon her?" She said quietly.

"Susannah, it was a stupid thing to do, and I'm so, so sorry."

She cried. "And you thought…" She gasped and choked on her words. "You thought I cheated on you! Oh Jesse! I wouldn't do that to you!!"

I didn't believe her.

How could I?

I had simply walked over to a friends house, and I see her with nothing but his shirt on.

I don't know who to believe, my instinct, or…

My querida.

"Please believe me!" She cried. "You have to! We promised that we would never lie to eachother!"

"Susannah," I said, tears filling up my own eyes. "I would really, really like to believe you…" I stopped. I tried to resist the tears falling down my face. "But I… Susannah, you need to understand my feelings about this situation."

She gaped at me for a moment. "You don't believe me." She whispered. The words hung in the air.

And then they fell, and shattered to pieces on the ground.

"You know what?!?" She screamed angrily. "You leave!! Leave my baby with my mom! You go run away, Jesse De Silvia, you can believe all you want about me and Scott!! Just leave me, right now, and I'll forget that this… that we ever happened!!"

And then I believed her.

But it was too late.

"Paul is doing this to you." I whispered.

"Leave!!!" She screamed. "Security!!"

A tall man in uniform stepped up behind me and pulled on my shoulder.

"No, Susannah, listen!! Listen to me!! Paul is doing this to you, he has you under a spell…please, Susannah, listen!" The guard tugged on my shoulder. "Susannah!!"

"Take him out of here!!" She screamed.

"Susannah," I tried again, but then another guard took away Ellie.

I turned around and punched him in the face.

---Scott---

"You can hypnotize me, Scott Astrid, and I don't like it one bit!" I muttered. "Pft! Like that'll ever happen."

Suze was the one who wanted me. Then she was telling me to leave. When was this girl going to make up her mind?

I needed some smokes. That's what I needed.

I pulled the box from my pocket and emptied one on my hand. I took out my lighter and then looked at them both on my palm.

Susannah didn't appreaciate my addiction. That was obvious.

Even though I only knew her for a few days, I loved her.

I wasn't afraid to admit that to myself anymore.

I loved Susannah Simon.

I said in my head.

I really, really love her.

And then I looked back at the tobacco in my hands.

"Damn it, this girl better appreaciate this…" I grumbled, snapping it inhalf.

I almost winced.

I threw it down the gutter.

I paused.

Sighed.

Pulled the box from my pocket, and dumped them all down the gutter.

"We'll see how long this lasts, for the fact my apartment is full of them." I said to myself.

I looked up at the ceiling.

I wished that I could see Susannah again.

I wish that she would talk to me like she did the night before.

What she call me?

Fireboy.

I wanted her to call me fireboy again.