Random Song One Shots Chapter 40: On My Own by Ashes Remain, a grojband fanfic

Alright so this request comes from TDGIRL67. The song is On My Own by Ashes Remain, the ship is ANOTHER Larrie. Enjoy my peoples!

Everyone has to be on there own one point or a time right? I had for years till she came along... I fought on my own for years from bullies, depression, everything... Till she helped me. I have to admit, she's the only reason why I'm the way I am now. I used to be mute, the silent kid in the back of the class. I was so quiet my own sister only heard me talk at the maximum of 10 times a day. I locked my self away all the time, like a cage built inside brick walls. It's like I built my own world away from everyone. That's till the day she moved in down the block, till the day we sat by each other by accident in first grade, till the day she knocked down the walls I kept up for years. She was the perfect girl to my eyes, even though people thought she was weird because of her blue hair but, two weirdos think a like right? All it took was a "Hey, what's your name?" and a smile for her to make my heart raced and my cage to open. Even if all I could muster up was a, "L-L-Lenny." Which wasn't true, it was a nick name I had. She smiled though and held out her hand. "I'm Carrilynn Beff. But you can call me Carrie if you want." I looked at her name in hesitation. I then grabbed it and shook once. "L-Leonardo N-N-Nepp." She gave me a confused look. "My full name is Leonardo. But people make fun of me for it so I go by Lenny." That was the most I talked to ANY one. She smiled. "I think that's a cool name! Maybe I can give you a new nickname. Lenny is pretty dull... Um, What about Lens?" I smiled and nodded quickly. "Your pretty quiet aren't you." I put my hand on the top of my head. "You're actually the only person I talked to for more then three sentences." She giggled at me. "Your funny you know that right Lens?" We became friends quickly. She told me she had an older sister, she liked music, and she was a pretty good artist. I told her about my sister,the music I listen to, and how I could write poems. I began to open up to her quickly.

It was a few years later when I was in third grade when I found out that I began to have feelings for the blueette. I still was afraid to talk to other people though so I still was picked on for that. But, every time I was bullied, Carrie was there by my side yelling at the kids that made fun of me. She was truly an amazing friend. Even though by the age ten I wanted to be more then that. By that time I gave her a nickname of my own. Care. It fitted her perfectly and she loved it. Time slid by quickly as Care then introduced me to the new kids, the twins, Konnie and Kim Kagami. Which freaked my out at first but I slowly got used to them being around. A few months later, we created The Newmans. By then I decided to write what I felt about Care in a song. I finished it pretty quick but I never played it for her... till I was 14 on accident.

It was a boring brake day from band practice for me. Care decided to spent her time with her sister and the twins, which made me bored out of my mind trying to figure out what to do. All I could do was stair at my lyric notebook, which laid open on the page of the song I wrote for Carrie. "One go through won't hurt right?" I talked to my self as I got off my laying position on my bed and picked up the green and black notebook. I put it on my bed before I picked up my bass from the ground. "One, two, three." I started playing. But I didn't notice the sound of footsteps by my bedroom door. I narrowed my eyes on the lyrics on the book and began to sing.

There's gotta be another way out
I've been stuck in a cage with my doubt
I've tried forever getting out on my own.
But every time I do this my way
I get caught in the lies of the enemy
I lay my troubles down
I'm ready for you now.

Bring me out
Come and find me in the dark now
Everyday by myself I'm breaking down
I don't wanna fight alone anymore
Bring me out
From the prison of my own pride
My God
I need a hope I can't deny
In the end I'm realizing I was never meant to fight on my own

Every little thing that I've known is every thing I need to let go
You're so much bigger than the world I have made
So I surrender my soul
I'm reaching out for your hope
I lay my weapons down
I'm ready for you now.
Bring me out
Come and find me in the dark now
Everyday by myself I'm breaking down
I don't wanna fight alone anymore
Bring me out
From the prison of my own pride
My God
I need a hope I can't deny
In the end I'm realizing I was never meant to fight on my own

I don't wanna be incomplete
I remember what you said to me
I don't have to fight alone

I played the last few notes at the end. I got up and put my bass away to just see Care standing. "Care!?" I fell backwards landing on my back on my bed just to throw my bass up in the air. Thankfully, Care caught it and giggled. "Surprised?" I looked up at her and nodded. "You didn't hear that d-d-did you?" She put my bass on my bed and sat next to me as I sat up. "Well yeah, I only came here to ask you if you wanted to go to the park with me but..." She was silent a second. It made me nervous as heck. I was looking forward to a let down easy sentence but instead she hugged me tightly. "I didn't know you fought alone before Lens. The girl you wrote that for must be one of a kind." I blushed lightly before swallowing. "W-Well C-Care... I actually w-wrote that about, about you." She looked up at me with a smile. "Aw. Thanks Lens." She then kissed my cheek making me red. "I like you too you know that right?" I fainted at that. "Lens?"