A/N: Hey guys! Its been awhile huh… anyway I got some news… well you see the thing is I'm no longer continuing Kickin It Around The World :/ I know I'm sorry but I have a huge writers block and honestly I just got kinda tired of it, plus I have no inspiration, but I am willing to give it up for adoption just PM me and I'll give it to you. Sorry if I disappointed youL. Anyways I'm thinking bout just doing one-shots from now on unless you have an idea you really want me to write.
Anyways I was listening to the radio and I heard this song and thought it'd be great for a songfic so hear ya have it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin It or One Headlight by The Wallflowers. (you should listen to it)
One Headlight
JACK
She's. Dead. My best friend/ only friend/ love of my life. Dead. I still can't process that through brain and I don't want to. Kim Crawford had died of heart disease is what the doctors said, but they didn't know the full story. She died of a BROKEN heart disease. You see, Kim's father had died a couple months back before Kim did and once his birthday came by Kim had cried so much that her heart gave out.
Her Funeral was early in the morning just as the sun was coming up. Everyday I wonder why god would waste such a pretty face like her. Everyday she would visit the cemetery, the way I've been doing lately, to visit her dad. And now I visit her, and each time I come I cry harder then the last.
Nothing is forever. That's what I always told her.We were always the people in the middle of everything. It got boring. that's why we always tried just a little harder at everything cause we knew we wouldn't be in the middle forever. But me and her always put the pieces together so that everything could be just a bit easier than it was.
When we were at the park she told me it was cold and that it reminded her of the Independence day parade that we went to. We couldn't stand being with all the greedy, ugly people (Kim always said greed made people ugly), but we couldn't find a way out of the massive crowd that were crowded around us.
I saw the sun still barely shining while we were driving around. We reached the county line bridge. She always said that when she was with me everything was good and safe to her and nothingness was dead. Every once in a while we would run away from everything. We would run until we were out of breath and there was nothing left but us.
One day we would find way out of the middle. It would be me and my Cinderella. That's what I always called her. We would run away from it all. Someday.
As I was walking I came across the old beat up truck we always sat in whenever we wanted to talk. The keys were still in the ignition but it never turned no matter how hard we tried to make it work. The inside of the car smelled like cheap wine and used cigarettes.
It held so many memories that all I wanted to do was burn it. Now that she's gone I feel so alone in this world. I feel like somebody else. I didn't change but I knew I'm wasn't the same as I was with her. I was walking through the city streets of New York like I used to do with her. I always said that these streets were where dreams either came to come true or came to die. And walking through these streets made think… her death must be killing me. I cant live without her and its killing me not being with her.
Nothing is forever. But me and Cinderella aren't nothing. We're inseparable. And now were together forever in a place better than the middle. Our search is over. We put it all together. And now that we're together again we can follow that one headlight that leads us to something better.
A/N: So what do you think? If you're confused just tell me and I'll clear up for you. And don't forget to review!
-Ashley