This is my first serious song-fic. It's to the song "Running Away" by Hoobastank.
Please Review! Enjoy.
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A Jeep drove down the dark highway. A hand reached up to adjust the rear view mirror, but stopped and pulled down a photo. He kept that picture there everyday since the battle with Apocalypse, he could have lost her on that day. And almost did. He looked at it, while still keeping his eyes on the road; he began to reminisce about their "relationship."
- I don't want you
- To give it all up
- Leave your old life collecting dust
First impressions are key, but if that was the case than their relationship was damned from the start. Well maybe "damned" is an understatement, he in fact he almost killed Kitty and her parents.
- And I don't want you
- To feel sorry for me
- You never gave us a chance to be
The thing was that she really never gave him a chance, or maybe he never gave her the chance. The chance to see the real Lance. The devoted Lance. The kind Lance. The Lance that ever since he has been alone, orphaned, no one had seen.
- And I don't need you
When he pushed her away, he was the one who always came back to her.
- To be by my side
- To tell me that everything's all right
Was she just toying with him, with his emotions, when she said that she couldn't see him again?
- I just wanted you
- To tell me the truth
Why couldn't she see him? Was it because she was ashamed? Or did she really have no compassionate feelings towards him.
- You know I'd do that for you
He needed answers. Answers she was not willing to give, but only she could.
- So why are you running away?
-Why are you running away?
- Because I did enough
- To show you that I
- Was willing to give and sacrifice
He even join the X-Men to get close to her, he thought it could work. When he had perfect chance to show his feelings, he did not. Maybe it was because pretty much the entire mansion was against their…Love?
- And I was the one
Love? Love. Sure, anyone could say it but who meant it? In his experiences, "love" was just a term for candies and hearts and cupid junk, or people who want something and eventually stab you in the back.
- Who was lifting you up
- When you thought your life had had enough
He tried his best to show her his feelings.
- But when I get close
But how clear can someone be to another, if they themselves do not know?
- You turn away
- There's nothing that I can do or say
Perhaps he should be the one to answer her questions and tell her the truth. Maybe he was the one who was afraid. Maybe he was the one running away.
- And now I need you to tell me the truth
- You know I'd do that for you
Could he tell her the truth? Could he shake the macho-man-loner act and let someone in for once?
- So why are you running away?
-Why are you running away?
Was he the one keeping them apart?
- Is it me?
Or were her standards too high for him to ever dream of reaching?
- Is it you?
The rain poured down from the heavens, soaking him in his topless vehicle.
- Nothing that
- I can do
- To make you
- Change your mind.
The rain was soothing.
- Is it me?
He had to see her, soon.
- Is it you?
He hoped she would feel the same.
- Nothing that
He knew now, the odd feeling he had when she was near could only be…
- I can do
Love. He loved her; he had never been able to say that about anybody since his parents passed away.
- To make you
He realized that…everything in his life, everything that mattered and was precious to him, revolved around Kitty.
- Change your mind.
- Is it me?
- Is it you?
He had the courage to tell her how he truly felt.
- Nothing that
He had to see her…tonight…now.
- I can do
- To make you
He pulled a sharp u-turn, which triggered a tire to blow out.
- Change your mind
The Jeeps remaining tires skid, almost taking him of the road…
- So why are you running away?
…He struggled to regain control…
-Why are you running away?
[What is it I have to say…]…The tires went onto the unpaved dirt…
- So why are you running away?
[To make you admit you're afraid?]…He lost control, it started to flip…
-Why are you running away?
…The Jeep hit a trench with a bone jarring impact; Lance was tossed around like a rag doll against the cold metal and glass interior. It rolled over several times, glass shattering, metal bending and scraping against the rocks and plants on the hard ground. Upside-down, the vehicle came to rest. Glass scattered across the dark shadowy terrain. Engine smoking from the crushed hood of the limp vehicle. The picture of Kitty was still there. Still in Lance's lifeless hand. Blood and raindrops smeared across it. His body lay there, not moving barely breathing; the rain would no longer have to mask his tears.
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Please review and please be kind this is my first real song-fic.