Saving Me

Chapter One: A Broken Record

Prison gates won't open up for me

On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'

Oh, I reach for you

It was an average day so far. I woke up, took a shower, got dressed, ate whatever food I could find in the house, and headed off to school. It was the end of Summer, which meant no air conditioning at my house, so most of the time I would have to hang out somewhere else that actually paid for air conditioning. Maybe I could find a bar with some idiot worker who secretly let kids "underage" inside...that would be cool. I had found some before, only I'd had to bribe them. Not always with money, of course, because I didn't have much of that. But there are other ways to get people to give you what you want.

Why didn't I have air-conditioning at my house, you ask? Cuz' my dad was cheap. All the time. Instead of spending his money on what he should be spending it on, he was always spending it on wine and cigarettes and stuff. Which I didn't completely mind, because I, too, profited from it. But still. More cool air in the Summer would be nice.

I'm not sure how he could stand it. Destiny Islands got pretty damn hot in the Summer.

I sighed as I neared the bus stop, but didn't stop walking. There was no point. It wasn't a school bus, it wouldn't take me where I (unfortunately) needed to go. Destiny High. Yup, that was my school. I'm not completely sure how it was possible for me to still be going there, since I didn't know of any work my dad did. Ah, well. Maybe it was one of those things that would go unanswered forever. I couldn't care less.

I glanced over at the people getting off of the bus and laughed mockingly when an old lady almost fell off of the steps. People gave me scolding looks, but I ignored them. Next some fat guy pounded down the steps, almost tipping the whole bus over in the process. Sheesh, how did people even get so fat? Next was a little boy, he looked about...about four years old. He climbed down the steps and hopped off of the last one, his parents waiting for him at the bottom. They looked relatively young....and happy. Hmph. Well, good for fucking them.

I turned my head and continued on at a faster pace, ignoring the many thoughts and memories that began to enter into my mind.

I reached the school shortly after, and eagerly pushed open the big double-doors that led to the inside. Finally, out of the heat! Walking to school always seemed like it took longer in the Summer. Especially when you were always walking alone with no one to distract you from the heat.

Why was I always walking alone? Because I...didn't really have any friends. Except for these two girls...but we were more like ex-friends-who-still-kinda-knew-each-other. Or something.

No one greeted me as I walked through the crowded halls and to my locker. The only greetings they gave were wary stares and secretive whispers to one another. And the occasional glare, sigh, giggle or squeel. There were always fangirls...and some fanboys, even. Although most people had labeled me as the "problem child".

And who am I? The name's Riku. Age seventeen. Not much to know about me except that I'm not the richest guy in the worlds, I live alone with a crappy dad because my mom ditched us and he can't get a new wife, I'm freakin' hot, and...well, let's face it, there's a whole hell of a lot more, but I'm not gonna go over it.

Anyway, I reached my locker, opened it and put in a few books that I wouldn't need till later. No reason I should carry all of that extra weight around. When I was done I turned and closed my locker, glancing at all of the other students. They were all very familiar to me; I had been going to that school for years. Most of them avoided my gaze, however, and pretended they didn't notice me. Hmph. Cowards.

The school bell rang before I could spot anyone to talk to, so I sighed and headed to class.

* * *

The rest of the day passed like normal, as well. I went to my classes, other students went to their's, and I didn't really talk to anyone. Not even the teachers. They never talked to me. Even they were scared of me, except for ignorant newcomers. But it didn't take long for them to hear about me.

The weird thing was, I wasn't even sure what I had done. I mean...everyone knew about...what happened...but...that was years ago, and...was that really a reason to be afraid of me? Of course, I'm sure there were plenty of stupid rumors that had been going around for a while now. Maybe that was it.

When lunch finally came, teenagers all over the cafeteria were chatting animatedly and eating their food. My stomach growled hungrily. I hadn't had much to eat that morning--not that that was unusual. I felt starved.

My aquamarine eyes scanned the lunchroom area until they landed on two certain people. I grinned victoriously and raced over to them, eager to know whether or not Kairi had any food for me.

Kairi was one of my friends...or, well...we used to be friends. I wasn't sure what we really were then. She was one of the few people at my school--hell, on the whole island--that talked to me, so...what do you call that?

We used to be best friends. We would hang out all the time, walk to and from school together, and...I think I actually had a crush on her a while ago. A long, long while ago. But anyway.

Her friend--my former friend--Selphie, noticed me coming and offered a weak smile. I flashed her a small smile in return, but immediately turned my attention back to Kairi. The redhead was sitting very politely, and neatly ate her small salad. Pssh. What a total girl.

But hey, she was Kairi.

"Got anything for me today?" I asked, and she looked up at me with curious violet-blue eyes. She just stared at me for a moment and then sighed, looking back down.

"Let me check," she replied, picking up her brown paper bag she had brought from home and checking to see what was inside. While she was looking I glanced over to Selphie and noticed that another brunette was sitting next to her. When my eyes landed on him my heart literally skipped a beat.

He smiled at me cheerily, those all-too-familiar cerulean blue eyes full of energy and curiosity. "Hiya," he greeted, waving to me. I didn't answer. I didn't even move. I just stood there, frozen.

Memories flooded into my head. They filled my mind with pictures and flashbacks of a certain blonde boy; laughing, smiling, crying, sleeping...I felt a strong pull at my hardened heart. The pain from the memories was immense and washed over me like a wave. It was suddenly hard to stand. Hard to think straight, because all I could think of was my past. And the boy in it. The innocent, one-of-a-kind teenager who...

The pain in my chest increased, and it was very difficult to pretend that everything was okay. Because it wasn't. It was confusing, it didn't make sense. It was like the world was trying to remind me of all of my mistakes. It was shoving them all back in my face. Torturing me.

And my broken heart, that had been twisted into a heart filled with darkness and webs of lies, pain and regret, and had been coated with blackness, began to break again.

"Oh! That's Riku," Selphie pointed to me, and then gestured to the boy beside her, "and Riku, this is Sora."

"Sora". "Sky".

I tried to reply, tried to do something. But I couldn't. There was a large lump in my throat, and I gulped down uneasily. The boy, Sora, was giving me an odd look, and all of a sudden I felt very nervous in front of him.

I blinked, trying to compose myself.

"H-hi," I said lamely, but I wasn't even sure if he heard it. Those eyes...that face...I didn't know how to react, what to do. What was this? He looked exactly like...

"Sora's new here," Kairi spoke up suddenly, handing me a home-made PB & J sandwich. I took it slowly, hardly taking my eyes off of the boy. And as I continued staring at him, he seemed to grow tense under my gaze. He grinned nervously, scratching the back of his neck. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Kairi was looking at me cautiously. I slowly turned my head to look at her and furrowed my brows in obvious confusion.

"Riku? HELLO!!" Selphie interrupted, waving her arms in the air for extra effect, oblivious to what was going through my head. However, Kairi seemed to know exactly what I was thinking.

"Selphie, stop making a scene!" Kairi scolded. I almost rolled my eyes. Selphie always wanted attention.

"Oops, sorry," the brunette girl giggled, and I turned my attention back to the teenage boy sitting next to her. His chocolate brown hair stuck out in every direction, and it didn't look like he had used any gell on it at all. No wonder there didn't seem to be any particular style. His spikes were spontaneous.

"What is it?" the brunette spoke abruptly, noticing me staring at him once again. I looked away, embarrassed.

"Uh, nothing." I turned away from him and waved bye to the threesome, sharing a knowing glance with Kairi before I walked away, sandwich in-hand. We would talk later.

"What was up with him?" I heard Sora ask when I was a little ways away.

* * *

The rest of the school day went by in a blur. I couldn't concentrate on anything except that kid I had seen at lunch. The boy who was sitting with Kairi and Selphie. .hell? Who was that guy?

I managed to catch Kairi and Selphie walking out of school together and hurriedly went up to them. One look into my eyes told Kairi that she wasn't getting out of telling me. She said goodbye to Selphie, and although the brunette girl seemed confused, she let Kairi go with me.

We walked away from the rest of the kids and I turned to her abruptly.

"Who the HELL was that?" She didn't answer me, didn't even look me in the eye. I grabbed her arm, dragging her forward a few inches. She gasped in pain but I ignored it. "Well?!"

"I-I don't know, Riku," she replied quietly, trying to free her arm from my grasp. I held on tightly.

"You don't know? What do you mean you don't know? You have to know something!"

"I--" she stopped, trying to wrestle her arm out of my grip again, but failed. "Riku, let go! You're hurting me!" I let her arm go and impatiently waited for answers. "I just met him today, Riku," she said, rubbing the arm that I had been holding. "I hardly know anything about him. Just that his name is Sora, he's 16, and he's new in town."

"But he looks exactly like--" I paused, sighing defeatedly. "Like him..." Kairi's expression was full of sympathy when I looked back up at her. "What's his last name?" She shrugged helplessly.

"I don't know...I didn't ask him," she replied, and I furrowed my brow. Why hadn't she asked him? How could you meet someone who looked like that and not fucking ask them! "Riku," Kairi began again, cautiously, "you need to calm down. It may just be a coincidence..." she trailed off.

"It is so not a coincidence. People don't just look exactly like another person coincidentally, Kairi," I retorted, and she frowned.

"His hair was different..."

"This isn't a joke, Kairi! Its weird, its freaky, its--"

"I know its not a joke! I'm just saying, don't get carried away with this! We'll figure everything out, okay?" I didn't reply. I didn't know how. "Okay"? No. That simply wouldn't do. This wasn't "okay".

She didn't get it. She wasn't me. She didn't understand.

"You really need to let this go, Riku...its been two years since--"

"What?" I snapped, glaring down at her angrily. She gulped and then took in a deep breath.

"I'm saying you need to get over it. I know its been really hard for you, and its been hard for me, too. He was my friend, you know. But you need to stop wasting your life away sulking about it and do something before--"

"You think I just sulk about it all day long? That's what you think I do?! You have NO idea, Kairi! You don't know what its like, you have no fucking idea! Do you know how hard I tried to get over it? And how fucking long I tried in vain to forget about everything that had happened?! You can just shut UP, Kairi. Because you don't even know what the FUCK you're talking about." I could tell that my words cut deep, but I didn't care. What the hell did she know? Nothing. She had no idea what I'd been going through.

Tears were forming in her eyes, and some people nearby who had heard me were glancing at us warily. I didn't receive a reply from Kairi until moments later.

"Fuck you." Her voice cracked, and she turned and left abruptly. Her fast walk turned into a run, and I watched her go as I stood there silently.

I was fuming. I wasn't sure when the last time I had felt like this was. I wasn't even sure what to feel anymore.

And you know what, maybe I did need to grow some balls and be a man about it, but I couldn't. I tried, and I failed. End of story. There was nothing I could do. I had tried to move on too many times. In vain. All in vain.

I stood there for a while longer before angrily stomping off. I wasn't sure where I was going, and I didn't really care. I just needed to go somewhere. Somewhere where it was cool and I could think clearly.

I cursed the hot weather. Damnit, what was up with this heat? School had started, it shouldn't have been so hot. Of course, it would be cooling down soon enough. At least a bit. We lived on an island, you couldn't expect it to get very cold.

Eventually I decided to just go to the island. The kid's island. It was seperate from the main island, and you had to take your own little boat to get there. You had to row, so I could take my anger out on the water.

I stayed there for a while, hung out on the paopu fruit tree that was bent so that you could sit on it, and whenever I got thirsty I could just drink from the small, fresh-water fountain that was there, too.

* * *

I woke to the sound of my alarm clock beeping. My eyes opened slightly and I banged the annoying machine hard with my fist. Moaning, I rolled over onto my side and closed my eyes tight, trying to fall back asleep. I lay there for a few moments in silence, and then sighed, opening my eyes.

As usual, I couldn't go back to sleep. I had a hard time doing so after being woken up in the morning. Unless I was especially tired. Which I was, but I felt too guilty to go back to sleep.

Last night after hanging out at the island I had gone back to my house. My dad was already drunk so I had locked myself in my room. But when I tried to go to sleep, I couldn't. Images of Kairi's beautiful, innocent violet eyes filling up with tears stained my memory, and I could hardly think of anything else. Videos of her frightened face as I yelled at her played over and over again in my head, like a broken record.

Hence causing me to stay up half the night. However, I did finally manage to fall asleep at 5:00 a.m.. But now it was 7:00 a.m., and I had to get up again. I was very tempted to skip school, but I decided I'd better not. Might as well not get detention, right? Not that I had anything better to do with my time...

I sighed again and sat up, trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes. I yawned tiredly and swung my legs over the side of my bed. I just sat there for a while before finally standing up and grabbing a clean pair of clothes.

After showering and getting dressed, I went into the kitchen. Although I knew my attempt would probably be in vain, I figured I might as well check and see if there was anything to eat. I checked all of the cabinets and the fridge and frezer, but I didn't find anything except outdated and/or rotten food. Sheesh, what in the world did my dad do for food? Did he actually eat that stuff? If I was lucky he did and would die soon. Then I could have all of his money and get out of there.

Not that he had a lot of money, but still. I might be able to do something. I mean, sure, I stole money from his wallet all the time (how else was I supposed to survive?), but...that was only enough for the occasional meal that I actually bought myself, or drugs. See, usually Kairi would bring me food for lunch at school, and that's what I would eat. Or, there were very, very rare times when we had a few scraps of eatible food in the house.

But I didn't think that I would be getting anything from Kairi that day. She had seemed pretty upset the other day after I yelled at her...

I sighed and grabbed my backpack, heading out the door defeatedly. Why did I always blow up like that? Why did I always get so mad and so upset? It wasn't her fault...it was mine. So why take it out on her?

I shook my head and tried to stop thinking about it. Thinking about what I would do if I had a bunch of money kind of got my mind off of it...for a little while, at least.

I reached the school shortly--we only lived a few blocks away--and went to my locker. I finished quickly and searched through the crowds of teenagers for Kairi or Selphie...or that other kid. Sora.

I couldn't find any of them, and dropped my head in defeat. I raised it again moments later to look at the clock. I had made a subconscious point to get there early so I might get the chance to talk to her before school actually started, but it didn't look like I was going to get the chance to.

I decided I might as well head to my class. Maybe I would bump into one of them on the way there. I walked slower than usual, and other teens flew past me annoyedly. Some of them looked like they wanted to knock me out of their way. And I didn't blame them.

Heh, most of them probabaly would if they didn't know who I was.

And you know what, that didn't make sense to me. Why were they all afraid? Kairi and Selphie both felt sorry for me, at least to some extent, but it seemed like everyone else was angry with me.

* * *

It was lunchtime again. I gulped as I entered the cafeteria, knowing that I would see Kairi "ignoring" me or something stupid. I spotted the three brunettes--well...really only two, but Kairi's hair kinda counted because her hair was more of a red-brown than just red. Anyway, I spotted them at the same table they always sat at, and saw the extra addition to their little group, as well.

I walked up to them slowly and cautiously. Kairi didn't turn her head to look at me, and neither did Selphie. It seemed they had also encouraged Sora to do the same, however he failed and eventually greeted me with a smile.

Wait--he was smiling at me? But...I had acted so weird yesterday. Huh. Whatever, I guess. Maybe he was just a happy person.

Obviously, I scoffed at myself mentally, but tried not to get lost in thought. Kairi and Selphie chatted animatedly and pretended not to notice me, but I didn't care about them at that moment. All I could think about in that instance was the similarity of those cerulean eyes, gazing into mine...

And then I heard his name. It almost looked like he had been the one to say it, his mouth hung slightly ajar, but then he looked curiously over to Kairi who began talking to him. No doubt trying to distract him from me.

Well, I could always try saying something to her, but...I wasn't sure she would say anything back. Why make myself look like an idiot in front of the new kid, right? I turned, like a coward making up excuses for himself, and left.

She would probably forget about it in a couple days or so. She just needed some time to cool down.

The next four hours for me were spent in hunger and boredom and need. Hunger because I hadn't eaten anything that day, boredom because school is just all around boring and I couldn't focus (yet again) on any of the lectures or homework assignments, and need because I really needed answers. Answers about this Sora kid.

Everyone in the worlds looks different. There were no exact look-alikes except for twins. But he hadn't had a twin.

...Maybe this was just some kind of sick joke. Maybe Kairi and Selphie were testing me in some weird way. But why would they...okay, now I just sounded stupid. I was just so confused. So...

...afraid. Yes, alright, I felt kind of scared. It was freaky. It was almost like I was seeing a ghost. But that was impossible, ghosts weren't real, right?

The final school bell rang and students rushed out of their classes hurriedly, me being one of them. I exited the school as quickly as possible. My eyes searched around for Kairi or Selphie or Sora, just in case it mattered, and I saw them in the distance, standing in front of some bushes. They were all talking, and I watched them silently. I didn't go over to them, and I wasn't really sure if I wanted to. So I stayed put.

But Sora must have felt someone's eyes on him, because he was suddenly looking straight at me. Those haunting, yet beautiful, eyes stared straight into my own.

He smiled at me and waved, and Kairi and Selphie looked over to me as well. Kairi's eyes did not linger on me for long and she quickly turned her head back to face Sora. Selphie followed suit, however Sora looked at them confusedly. I watched carefully as he seemed to be asking them something, but it looked like Kairi was shrugging it off. I shook my head and turned to leave when I suddenly bumped into something.

"Oh, hey! Sorry about tha--" the thing I had bumped into said, but stopped mid-sentance. I looked up and saw a very familiar blondie with a strange mullet hairdo. "Oh, Riku." He blinked and then smiled nervously. "Hi." I nodded my greeting, offering a plain 'hey' in return.

Demyx. He was a really good guy; happy, fun, energetic, and he had a good heart. But he let himself get bullied around too easily sometimes. He might have a good heart, but he was a coward.

Suddenly I heard another voice, calling his name. A slick, smoothe, and seemingly impatient voice.

"Demyx! Come on, what's taking you so long?" A lively redhead came sprinting towards us but came to an abrupt stop when he saw me. His face that had shown an expression of happiness--although perhaps some irritation, too-- moments ago turned into a death glare in less than a second. Our eyes locked and I could feel the angry aura coming off of him. The pure hatred.

I felt helpless under his gaze, like his eyes alone had the power to kill me. I felt sick inside, like this whole mess--everyone's hatred and pain, everyone else's suffering--was my fault. And it was.

"Oh, sorry, Axel," Demyx apologized, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. "I, uh--"

"Let's go," Axel commanded, and Demyx obeyed silently. Axel stormed off, without even a word or second glance to me. Demyx followed close behind him. However, unlike Axel, he looked back at me apologetically before they both disappeared.

See, Demyx was Axel's boyfriend. They had been together for a few months now, and they seemed pretty happy together. At least, that's what I heard. And they seemed happy together, so...that was...good, I guess.

I knew Axel hated me. It was obvious. And maybe I deserved it. I wasn't sure what Demyx thought, however. I don't think he hated me...he didn't act like it. He wasn't one to judge people...not all the time, anyway.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a sudden tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see that face yet again, and it suprised me at first. I couldn't get used to it. Seeing his face, his eyes...although his smile was different.

"Hiya, I'm Sora," he began, pointing to himself. Duh, I thought, I figured that out yesterday. "We met yesterday, remember?" I rolled my eyes, and he seemed confused. I ignored his confusion, however, and nodded.

"Yeah, we did..."

"You're Riku, right?" I nodded and he suddenly started laughing. I raised one brow in confusion.

"What's so funny?" He shook his head, and when he could stop laughing he answered.

"Its just that Riku is a girl's name." I furrowed my brow frustratedly. Riku was NOT a girl's name!

"Hey, Riku is not a girl's name, its a uni-sex name," I stated, placing one hand on my hip. He stared up at me for a moment and then snorted, chuckling slightly afterwards. I rolled my eyes at his idiocy. Who laughs at the word 'uni-sex'?

"Whatever you say, Riku." He emphasized my name, and I wondered silently what was wrong with this kid. "ANYWAY, I noticed that Kairi and Selphie don't really seem to like you today," I raised an eyebrow at the 'today' part, "So like...what's up with you guys? Did you dump one of them or something?" I rolled my eyes again.

"No, I didn't. They're just..." I paused, trying to come up with something good. "Its complicated." I stated lamely, and he nodded slowly in minor understanding.

"Oh, okay..." An awkward silence grew between us, but then he spoke up again. "You know, I haven't really seen you hang out with anybody," he stated, and I looked down. "Don't you have any friends?" I was silent, but I don't think he caught on that he had asked the wrong question. "I mean, I'd figure that you would have a lot of friends," he added on, placing both hands on his hips. I cocked up an eyebrow in suspicion.

"What do you mean?" He stared at me blankly, blinked, and then shook his head.

"Nothing. So, do you have any friends?"

"Is it any of your business?" I retorted.

"Well...I guess not. I was just wondering..." the brunette replied, shrugging and letting his hands drop limply to his sides. "Do...you wanna be friends with me?"

We just stared at each other for a while, he was smiling and I was looking at him undecidedly. He wanted to be my friend? Why? We had only met like...the day before. Besides, you don't ask people if they wanna be friends, you just become friends.

I furrowed my brow slightly, and then spoke. "No." My voice came out darker then I had intended, and it sounded kind of scary. His smile immediately vanished.

"Why not?" But I turned away from him, ignoring his question.

"I have to go."

* * *

I lay in bed that night thinking. Just thinking. I couldn't sleep, I wasn't hungry, I couldn't focus on any homework. I was still. I just stared at the ceiling and watched nothing happen.

I could hear my dad outside of the room. He was definately drunk again. I wondered where he got the money for my schooling and all of his drugs, but shook it off, instead. It wasn't important enough. Besides, even if it was, I couldn't get my mind off of Sora. What a strange little guy...so different from...him. So much more outgoing, so...happy. So brave.

And yet whenever I thought of both of them together, when I thought of each of their faces and pictured them in my mind, they were so alike. The only difference I could see was the hair...and that Sora's skin was a bit darker. He had a tan.

I sighed and turned to lay on my side. My stomach was growling, and I felt kind of sick. Of course, that was kinda normal for me. I never really felt a-okay anymore. I had actually forgotten what it felt like to feel fine. Guess that wasn't a good sign, huh? Not that my life was really...'good'.

I closed my eyes and frowned. Geez...I really did feel sick. Like, actually sick. Maybe it was just my imagination...I hoped so. Sure, school wasn't fun, but it was better than being sick at home with my father, and having to take care of myself, on top of that. That'd only happened a few times, and it hadn't worked out so well. Definately not fun at all. Plus, in this Summer heat (well, actually end-of-Summer heat, but it was still hot), it would be even worse. Remember? No air conditioner in my house.

Maybe that was it. Maybe I was just feeling sick cuz' I was too hot or something...even though it wasn't very hot at night. Ah, hell. Bloody fucking hell. Why did it even matter? As if I didn't know the answer.

I kept thinking about Sora, and it was making me feel weird. It was strange to see those face and eyes on another person. It made me feel sick. Disgusted. Guilty. It brought back too many painful memories. Too many images.

I tried to close my eyes tighter, as if that would make all of the images, and the emotions along with them, go away. But it didn't help. Finally, sighing in defeat, I sat up and opened my eyes. I examined my room for a very short while, taking note of all the things I'd seen a million times over and had become boring to me. I then started to count how many pencils, stray peices of paper, wrinkled up clothing that had been carelessly strung everywhere, magazines and empty cigarette boxes I had scattered across my whole room. Sheesh, it really did look like a tornado had come through there.

After I had counted all of that, I still couldn't get my mind off of Sora, so I hopped off of my bed and went to the door. Maybe a nice, hot (or rather cold, since we didn't have hot water) shower would help take my mind off of things.

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Disclaimer: I, orgymoogle, do not own Kingdom Hearts (none of em'!) or any of the characters or creatures in it. Nor do I own the plots, storylines, or any of its other geniusness. Nor do I own the song, lyrics, or anything else that I take from something else in this fanfiction. I am merely an obsessed fangirl writing a fanfiction.

A/N: Alrighty, here it is! Finally, a Riku fanfic! :D I've been wanting to write one of these for a looong time, but I couldn't decide between two I have in mind, but thanks to votes from friends and sisters, (THANK YOU!) I have finally decided to write this one first!

P.S. HOMIGAWD!! Kingdom Hearts: 358/2 Days! YESH! It's finally here! I know it came out a couple weeks ago, but I'm just now being able to post this chapter because my beta fish -growls- is very slow. T.T BUT ANYWAY, now that my two sisters are done playing it, I CAN PLAY IT!! :D It's so much fun! I love it! And I love Demyx...:D I'm not very far yet, though...only on like...the 100th sumthin day lol...

WELL, I hope you liked this chapter! I didn't. T.T

And yes, this is obviously a song fic...well, kinda. xD

See, I actually came up with this story idea and then I heard the song and was like ZOMGITSPERFECTESSSSS!!! So yeah...lol.

Oh, and by the way, the song is "Savin' Me" by Nickelback.

Thanks for reading, plz review and I hope you like the rest!

~orgymoogle