Far Away

Disclaimer: I don't own Spot Conlon or Jack Kelly. I don't own Far Away (by Nickelback) either. Don't sue me; I only have like $1.

Note: The words underlined are Far Away. P.O.V. stands for Point Of View just in case you didn't know.

Molly's P.O.V.

This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long, Too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

I told you that there were some things from my past that I had to fix, had to make right. And one of those things was returning to Boston, my place of origin. You asked me why, why couldn't I forget the past and stay here in the present with you. I turned away from your out reaching arms that I longed to be in. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing the tears back. I slowly answered that when I left home, things weren't right. Things that were now haunting me in my dreams, things that wouldn't allow me the peace that I so longed for.

That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

When I returned only a few short months later, I realized you were no longer the same. You had become egocentric, arrogant, and mostly a ladies man. It seemed that every girl in Brooklyn knew your name, knew that you'd be willing to jump into bed with them. When I came to visit you brushed me away, hiding me from the world, like something dirty from your past. I think that's what hurt the most.

Spot's P.O.V.

On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

When you left, I was crushed inside. You might not think that I, Spot Conlon, would be hurt, but I sure as hell was. I thought that you were the only one for me. I had to fill this void you left when you had to 'fix' your past. I became more willing until every girl in Brooklyn knew who I was. But, in all those girls, I only saw you. Whether it be the way they talked, they way the looked, or even the way they walked. 'Course, I never let my true thoughts and feelings seep through to the surface. Oh no, to everyone I seemed the unstoppable newsie leader from Brooklyn.

I wanted
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long

I begged you not to leave. I tried everything, but you had already made up your mind. But when you returned from your trip, my heart skipped a beat. I wanted to rush your side and hold you forever. But something told me not to, not just yet. Wait 'till the right time, my head told me. I did, and I think it only hurt you more. I didn't know how to feel. Should I be mad? Should I jump for joy? A week after you returned, I still hadn't decided what to do. I couldn't stand being anyway from you, but since you left, I felt as if you abandoned me. A good friend of mine by the name of Jack Kelly told me that if it's pulling me apart about not being with you, then I must love you. At that moment, I had made my choice.

So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go
Keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore

Molly's P.O.V.

When you arrived on my door step holding nothing but a single red rose and pulled me into a passionate, loving kiss; I realized at that very moment, I was never leaving you again.