This is a song fic about Fiona and Bobby. I'm using Savannah Outen's "Fighting For My Life".

It's a great song and she's a great artist, you should check her out. :)

This is told in Fiona's Point Of View.

Enjoy and Please Review! :)


You stole my words and twisted them to yours 'till there was nothing left to say
You were the chill in the air whenever I turned
Turned away
Honestly you had to know how much it was killing me I had no choice,
I just had to leave


"I hate you!" I screamed.

*Smack!*

I instinctively raised my hand to cup my stinging cheek.

Tears sprung from my eyes as I looked at Bobby, in disbelief.

"You promised..." I whispered.

He clenched his teeth.

"You said you wouldn't hit me again!" I cried.

"I never said that. You-you're crazy." he said before walking away.

I looked at his retreating figure.

"I want to leave." I whispered, hoping, maybe someone would hear me.


You tried to lock the door with me forever
But I broke my own way out
You tried to build a wall to tell me never, but I was never backing down
Oh you tried to take my wings I, I just kept on flying Fighting, fighting, fighting for my life!


"Let me out!" I screamed, pounding the door.

I flinched when I heard a crash outside.

"You're not going anywhere FiFi."

"Don't call me that!" I seethed, hoping that the monster on the other side of the door would just drop dead.

I heard a fit of psychotic laughing, then mumbling.

"I'll be back in a couple of hours, be a good girl Fiona." Bobby said.

I kicked the door before collapsing on the floor, and wrapping my arms around my knees.

"Don't let him break you, Fiona."


Did your best to twist the lie and hold me under till I couldn't See
Tried your hardest to take and break the voice that I have deep inside of me
I can't pretend I didn't learn the hard way but never again
You had your chance, but it just had to end


I stared at the mirror, at the grotesque, black spot on my cheek.

I flinched when a hand touched my shoulder.

"Bobby." I whispered.

He pulled me closer to him. "That sure is one ugly mark on your face."

I try to look impassive.

"You did it."

His hold on me, painfully, tightened.

"What are you talking about? You fell down the stairs, remember Fi?"

I stayed silent.

He released his hold on me and kissed me on the cheek before walking away.

"He hit you, Fiona. Don't believe him. He hit you." I said to myself.


No you won't take me crying
No more tears falling on the floor
All the pain that I've survived
Made me stronger than ever before, yeah


*Drip Drop Drip Drop*

I stared at the growing puddle of tears, then at the nasty cut on my arm.

I looked up and walked over to lock the door.

"Just a bit more." I whispered to myself.

"Open the door!" a voice yelled.

More tears fell down my face.

"No..."

I sat on the floor.

I wasn't opening the door. I wasn't going to give that monster the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

"Open the door!"

I closed my eyes.

"NO!"


Oh you tried to take my wings
I, I just kept on flying Fighting, fighting, fighting for my life!


I looked at the clock.

3:10 A.M.

Turning over to my side, I studied the man beside me.

"I hate you." I said, barely audible.

Getting up and off the bed, I grabbed a small back pack, slung it over my shoulder, and tip toed down to the front door.

Reaching into the back pack, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hello?" a groggy voice mumbled.

"Holly J." I whispered.

"Why are you calling me Fiona? It's like 3:30!"

"I gonna stay over your house, OK?"

"Wha-"

*Click*

I hung up and adjusted my back pack.

I slowly crept out of the house and walked down to the end of the street.

"Good-bye, Bobby."


Go Fiona! Dump his butt! XD

Hehe. I think this song goes great with Fiona and Bobby's relationship. I really like this song fic.

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