~A/N. Hey guyz! Sorry I haven't uploaded its been like hell for me and know I'm here with an update! Sorry its been awhile and yeah! Hope you in joyyyyyyy biatchesssss :D~ I'm such a nice author :D NOW ONTO THE FUCKING STORY CUZ ITZ FUCKING LATE AFF! 😁
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Lance's POV
It's now been a few weeks since Keith came to our school. He's now almost the Most popular guy in school. Everyone loves him. I mean why wouldn't you. He's perfect. My "friends" where talking to the new boy still. Pretty perfect boy Keith. I walked slower behind them and they don't even notice anymore and they never think anything is wrong when Everything is wrong, but hey, that's fine. Like me. I'm fine. I hear their laughter up head it's almost sad to hear now. I just can't take it anymore! I run up and pushed past pretty boy Keith and Pidge who where talking about god only fucking nows what! "Lance?!" I heard their calling voices.
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I start to slow my pace down when I can't hear their callings. When my house comes into view I see my "fathers" car in the driveway... My heart stops. My breathing hitches. I walk up to the front stairs slowly, already smelling vodka. I creak the door open and see my "fathers" back to me and seeing the gray smoke clouds and the almost empty bottle. I open the door quietly, but not quietly enough. He whips his head to look at me and a devil smirk makes its way to his lips, "Well, well, well-." He painfully walks over to me at a slow pace, "-Look what we have here." His hand meets my jaw bone. I already feel a bruise forming on my face, "It's the fag that loves boys. Not prefect and weak, worthless, useless, gay, mistake for my son." He said the words like it was venom on his lips. He punched my face and I already knew I had a black eye. Before he could anything I sprinted to my room and locked the door, "COWARD! WEAKLING!" I heard him yelling other things at me but I blocked them out by walking to my connected bathroom and got out my, "Happy little friend" as I like to call it. I rolled up my sleeves to all the scars that lined my tanned skin. I slid the metal down painfully slow down my arm and before I knew it my arm was covered in layers of the crimson red that went down my arm and into the sink. I quickly washed my arm down and wrapped it, hissing and wincing as it touched my fresh wounds.
I walked out of my bathroom to my room and looked at my screen that was filled with texts.Pidgeity: Lance freaked out back there... I wonder why...?
SpaceMum: Idk. Maybe he needed to get home or do something...?
SpaceDadShiro: Maybe... But he never had an outburst like that before
HunkyNeedsFoody: Well he needs to get his ass over here to work on this project.
EmoMullet: Yeah. And he's the only one not here.
LanceALot has entered the chatroom.
Pidgeity: Hey Lancealot!
SpaceMum: Hey Lance!SpaceDadShiro: Hello Lance.
HunkyNeedsFoody: Lance! Hi!
EmoMullet: Lance.
LanceALot has chanced to LaNcE.
LaNcE: ....
EmoMullet: You OK Lance?
LaNcE has left the chatroom.
I shut my phone off. I didn't wanna deal with them being happy around me. Because they weren't. I'm losing to Amazing and handsome boy Keith. My crush. My love. I knew they don't feel the same ever since they've meet him. He makes everyone feel great. But for me... It's still hiding behind a mask. I don't my mask to break just yet or at all. My phone turned on from a message from Keith.
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EmoMullet: Hey Lance I'm hope your alright... Um... Text me when you need to or when you get it... So um yeah.... Talk to you later buddy.
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I read it once more... He didn't really care about me. No one did. And no one ever did. I threw my phone at the wall and it somehow didn't shatter. He doesn't care. No one does.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HOLY SHIT GUYS I DID IT ANOTHER CHAPTER LEZ GO! I MIGHT Update tomorrow or something but yeah! Happy early Easter guys! Love you all my gay babies :DSaturday April 15 12:06 pm
Its really fucking late its almost 1 am for me. Peace!
Small 8/21/18 edit, I came to edit the chatroom but Wattpad is being a bitch and won't let me center it using the Center tool, sO sorry^^
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