Dysfunctional

Chapter 4

Dean's mother had woken him up. She had breakfast made for him too. Dean slowly got up and changed. He walked down and ate breakfast quickly. He grabbed his backpack and ran out to the bus. The trip was lonely for the first five minutes. Lance had came into the bus with soaking wet hair and actually eating something for once. Dean sighed and smiled at Lance, "Nice to see you finally eating breakfast."

Lance rolled his eyes, "It's just a granola bar..."

He smiled and handed Dean a plastic gold coin, "Oh yeah here.. I um... found it on the street."

Dean laughed and took the coin and put it in his pocket. He had noticed Lance was acting a bit more cheery than usual, but he didn't say anything. Dean just stared at Lance without noticing he was. Lance, oblivious to Dean, was drying his hair with his supposed-to-be gym towel. They sat in silence on the way to school until it was broken when the split up. Lance saw Atro moping around her locker. He didn't really know how to act since their last meeting. Lance slowly walked to his locker, and she didn't even notice him. He got his stuff, and walked over to his first class. Lance used all the extra time to finish the huge project. Everything was boring up until Lunch. He had already known everything in all the classes.

Finally, lunch had came. Everyone was sitting at the table actually smiling and laughing. Lance walked over to the table and sat next to Dean. Dean smiled and put his arm around Lance and laughed, "Hey what's up? you look down."

Lance rubbed the back of his head and smiled, "Well so far classes have been boring and well yeah."

Lance noticed how warm Dean was and blurted, "Did you just have a gym class?"

Dean nodded and took his arm off, "Does Ice King not like my warmth?"

Lance got flustered and covered his face, "No it's not that I didnt like it. It's um....a...."

Lance though to himself, "I haven't felt like that in awhile... It felt like I actually wanted to be warm? I don't care anymore It was kind of nic-...."

Atro had sat down next to him and unpeeled Lance's hands from his face, "PEEK A BOO!"

Lance made a squeaking sound and covered his mouth. Fiora laughed while Brin and Andrea questioned how he made a sound that high. Along with that, Dean's face turned slowly bitter. He then raised his eyebrow and smirked, but still had a small suffering glint in his eye, "Soooooo I heard you two kissed."

Atro looked like she was trying to solve the most complex math problem ever and she murmured, "I-I don't remember that..."

Lance gave a small glare at Dean and elbowed him lightly, "That's Ok Atro," the bell rings and he sighs out, "Ok I guess we can all talk later, or how about we all go over to my apartment after school?"

Everyone made a small gesture of agreement and walked off to there classes. Lance trudged to his next class.
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After school ended, they all walked in an awkward silence. Dean pointed out the lamppost that they found the kitten at. Andrea asked what it's name was and said it has to have a name. They sat at that lamp post arguing for a name. Dean bursted out, "OK LETS JUST GO TO LANCE'S APARTMENT."

Dean jumped onto Lance's back and luckily he caught Dean. They walked again, and the snobby Asher and rich boys had walked towards them. Both groups stopped and looked at each other. Asher had pointed at Lance and Dean and shouted, "Are you guys gay or something?"

Lance smiled at Asher, "And so what if we were you homophobe? Are you going to get so disgusted you're going to move Canada or Mexico? Well they approved gay marriage before us, so get your stupid little rich boy pants back to your daddy and mommy so you can complain to them. And if Dean and I were gay for each other we would be a happy couple."

One of the other "richies" was recording the whole time without anyone knowing. Asher stomped away and the other followed him like a moth to a golden flame. Dean set his chin on top of Lance's head. Lance started to walk and the others had started to follow, amazed at what just happened.

After about five minutes, they got to his apartment. Lance walked inside and apologized for the clutter, even though it was spotless. Andrea ran inside into the main room, "LANCE IT'S SO ORGANIZED IT'S BEAUTIFUL!"
Atro, Fiora, and Brin laughed and walked inside along with them. Lance walked in and set Dean down and walked into the Main room, "So would you like a tour?"

Everyone lit up and Lance walked into the hallway, "Here's my room and here's the bathroom and shower. Hope you had a fun tour."

Dean ran down and into his room. The others walk down and stayed by the door edge. Dean shouted, "YOU'VE NEVER SHOWN ME YOUR ROOM! IT'S SO COOL!"

His room was basically grey wall, black furniture, and a shelf with small little trinkets from his parents before they died.

They all went back into the main room and talked for a while. Atro then asked quietly, "Hey if you don't mind, Lance, how did your paren-" He cut her off, "A car crash..."

Atro looked down, "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to you any sadness..."

Lance sighed, "It's ok you did nothing wrong."

Another awkward silence fell upon the group, but it was cut off by the vibrating of phones. Everyone checked there phone but Atro. It was the video the snob took. It was edited though. It had Asher asking if they were gay and them saying "We are a happy couple."

Dean's face just turned pale he got up and just walked out the door and started walking home. He was on the brim of tears. This small little video just destroyed him in a few seconds. Lance had started running down and he grabbed Dean's shoulder, "I got into his account and deleted his whole account."

Dean pushed his hand off and continued walking, "Ok great... I still need to go. I'm sorry..."

He started to go on a full on sprint and ran home. Crying.... He couldn't stop. All he wanted to do is confess his feeling for Lance, but he couldn't. He got home and his parents were gone shopping. Dean went to his room and fell on his bed and sobbed into his pillow.

By the time he got home, everyone had left. Lance had walked into his room. He slammed his head into the wall repeatedly saying, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have said that stuff. I'm a stupid, good for nothing idiot. Why do I mess everything up with my worthless little self..."

The hits echoed through the apartment. He glanced over to a small box in the corner of the room. His phone then vibrate. He turned around and checked his phone. It was Dean. He had said, "I'm sorry I left like that. Can you forgive me?"

Lance texted back with an empty pit back in his chest, "Hey and you're perfectly fine. And also what's wrong?"

Dean had that same empty pit feeling and replied, "Oh its nothing. And also sorry about that thing at lunch."

Lance rubbed tears out of his eyes so he could reply, "You're Ok seriously don't worry, and remember bring your Spanish dictionary tomorrow! I have to go to sleep so goodnight."

Lance dropped his hands to the floor. His phone followed too. He got his razor out and started to cut his upper arms. His blood dropped onto the floor drip by drip. He didn't feel anything. He stopped and cleaned up the floor. He then layed down wishing he could just be gone. Wishing for a world were he could just sit alone and not hurt anyone. Lance then fell asleep with that single wish.

* I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T WROTE IN LIKE THREE MONTHS. I was busy all summer. Also if you could please vote for this so I know people read it and comment any suggestions or questions you have that I could possibly answer

Thanks for staying with me
~Mojomega*