Title: Fly Away From Here
Author: Jade
Feedback: jade27_al@yahoo.com
Pairing: Jay/Silent Bob sorta kinda a little barely
Rating: PG prolly. Dear lord.. did I just write a gen
fic!?
Status: New
Archive: Yes
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Kevin Smith is the creative
mastermind behind Jay and Bob. All hail Kev. Bow
before his sleeveless sweatshirted glory. The lyrics
are from "Fly Away from here" by Aerosmith
Notes: Song fic. I got Just Push Play for my birthday
and this song forced a fic upon me. It's seems like a
flip version of another fic I read recently... can't
remember whose though.. *looks towards starla*
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[Gotta find a way
Yeah I can't wait another day
Ain't nothin' gonna change
If we stay 'round here]

A young blonde boy of about 16 laid curled up on his
bed in his room. The lights were off, and it was
completely silent. But the boy was far from asleep. An
occasional choked sob or sniffle escaped from him, but
that was all. It had been another one of those nights.

His mother, if she could called that, was.. somewhere.
He didn't know. He never knew. And when he did know
where she was, he didn't know where she was mentally.
Some days she showered him with affection, other days
she seemed to absolutely loath his presence.

He wished there were more affectionate days. But it
was usually the latter.

And he would have ended it all long, long ago if not
for the one constant in his life.

His short, dark-haired, silent companion. Silent Bob
he called him. They both thought the name was funny,
so he'd kept on calling Silent Bob Silent Bob.
Eventually the novelty of the name wore off, and it
seemed like that was just his birth name.

Silent Bob was the only thing that kept him sane. The
only thing that kept him alive. Silent Bob didn't
judge him when he cried on his shoulder after an
unwanted encounter with one of his mom's boyfriends.
Silent Bob would just hug him and let him cry until he
fell asleep. Then he'd tuck the blonde boy into his
bed and sleep on the floor.

Silent Bob was his only escape.

[If this life gets any harder now
it ain't no never mind
you got me by your side
and anytime you want
yeah we can catch a train and
find a better place]

Thud. Thud.

The blonde boy sniffled and looked up at the window to
see who was tapping, half expect it to be his mom's
perverted boyfriend again.

His face broke into a grin as he saw who it really
was.

Silent Bob, speak of the fuckin' devil.

Slowly, painfully, the blonde crawled out of bed and
opened the window.

"What're you doin' you stupid shit? It's fuckin'
pouring out there." He sighed as Silent Bob climbed
into the room.

Silent Bob just cocked his head and lifted an eyebrow
in question.

"Mom's fuckin' queer of a boyfriend.." He sniffled,
choking back a sob. "He.. he.."

That was all he had to say. It was more than he needed
to say. Silent Bob stepped forward and wrapped his
arms around the boy, who immediately latched on and
started crying. Crying for all he was worth. Silent
Bob just rubbed comforting circles on his back and
held him. It was a near nightly routine. A routine
that was about to be broken.

"We're leaving, Jay." Bob whispered into the boy's
ear.

Jay's head shot up from Bob's shoulder. Hard, broken
flicks of brown meeting with their soft, comforting
brown counterparts. "You're moving?" He whimpered,
afraid that his whole world was about to finish
crashing down around him.

"We're moving Jay. You and Me."

Jay blinked, then a huge grin broke onto his face.
"Fuck yeah! This is gonna be so fuckin' cool Silent
Bob! Get a fuckin' apartment or some shit, it's gonna
fuckin' rule!" He hopped around happily for a moment
before the pain made him wince and stop.

Silent Bob winced as Jay did, then sat him down on the
bed and started looking around.

"Suitcase is in the closet. Just throw some clothes in
there. Mom can keep the rest of this shit. She'll
probably pawn it anyway. A nice 'Fuck you and
farewell' to her."

Silent Bob nodded and started packing Jay's things.

[Do you see a bluer sky now?
You can have a better life now
Open your eyes
Cuz no one can here can ever stop us
They can try but we won't let them
No way]

Jay stretched out on the old couch in the middle of
the living room. It wasn't much of an apartment, only
one bedroom and small as all get out, furnished with
what they could steal or buy from like, second hand
second hand stores. But it was cheap. About $300 a
month, with utilities. 

It was hard living away from home financially, but
fuck if he wasn't happy. He'd seen his mom once or
twice since he'd left 6 months ago, but she'd been too
high on whatever the fuck she was on that day to
recognize him. Which was fine. He didn't need anyone,
save Silent Bob. 

As long as he had Silent Bob, everything would be
alright.

[We'll just fly away from here
our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere
fly away from here
yeah anywhere honey
I don't, I don't, I don't care
We'll just fly...]