The ocean brings us love (Klance)

I'll stay with you (C2)

Life guards POV.. or should I say Lances?

"Excuse me sir, What the hell is wrong with you? It's winter, you threw that poor boy into the fucking water! It's against the law at this moment, to be in the water." I said. I was worried about the boy, plus, the man had a beer bottle in his hand. Oh just wait till the cops find out. "Yeah man, fuck off. He is fine. Keith is my nephew and I get to tell him what to do. Alright?" He said. I was mad at him.

"I'm sorry sir, but at this point I have to call the cops. I have no other choice. It's the laws rules." I said, worried. "Hell no man, leave me alone." He said throwing a punch at me. I fell back, loosing my balance. He walked off towards the beach houses.

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Time has passed, and the boy is in the hospital, and the man is in prison. I really want to go check up on the boy, but I don't know if I should. I decide I can. It's about 8:30 p.m., and I'm getting ready to go.

As soon as I get to the hospital, it's already dark outside. "Excuse me miss, what room number is Keith in?" I asked the lady sitting at the front desk. I remember his name from when the man was telling me to fuck off. "Keith? Oh they just brought him in sweetie, he is in room.. 203." She said. "Thanks." I said.
As I walked down the hallway, It smelt like hospital. I didn't like it, because I was scared of hospitals. But I was doing it for Keith.

Then, I found room 203. I gave it a knock, and I heard a hoarse voice. "C-Come in." He said. As I walked in, he was laying in bed with tubes all over his body. "Hey Keith.. i don't know if you remember me or anything, but I was the life guard at the beach." I told him. "Y–Yeah, I remember you. I'm sorry he threw me in there, the water was cold, and it wasn't right for you to go in the cold water and get me." He said. "Huh? That's the point of being a life guard. Besides, I would sacrifice my life for someone if I ever needed to." I said. He seems like a really sweet boy. Maybe we can become friends?

"Oh. Also, sorry about my uncle. He is psycho. He doesn't treat me right, and he is the last person in my family living, so I have to live with him. He uses me as his punching bag when he is mad, and uses me as his maid when he needs something." Keith said. "What?? Why don't you tell someone? You shouldn't be living with that guy. Oh and, he is..in um, prison." I told him. I didn't know if he would be happy, or sad, maybe even mad at me.
"What!?! Oh my gosh thank you!!" He got up and hugged me quickly. He didn't realize he was hugging me until I started hugging him back. Then, he started backing up. "Oh um, sorry." He said With a blush creeping in his face. "Haha your fine." Then I stopped. I had just realized he said he was living with his uncle. The last person alive in his family. That probably meant, he is going to be an..orphan. Unless I could keep him at my place! I could take care of him! But,...I barely knew him.. I don't know if his could trust me enough to live with me. "Wha- What's wrong?" "Oh nothing." I said

Then, at that moment, I think he realized the same thing. He pulled his knees up to his chest, and started Sobbing."Hey Keith, it's okay. I know what your thinking. You'll be fine" I whispered. "No you don't understand! I've been through too much! I don't want to be an orphan! I just want a perfect home and family to keep! That's all!" He yelled. "Listen, I'm sure they will find a way to work this out. I promise." I whispered. I put my hand on his shoulder, but he flinched. Then, he turned his back to me and cried even more. "Keith, please, just listen to me, you will be okay!" I said. I was worried about the boy. He has been through too much.

"Just leave me alone! I don't know why you care! You don't understand what my life has been through." He said. He was yelling at first, but then he lowered his voice. "Keith, I have been through the same thing. My parents died too. My sister and brothers moved away, and I had to live on the streets for a while. I raised money and now I'm here. I do understand Keith." I said. "I- I'm sorry.. I know it might not do any-anything, but I'm so sorry.." he said. He probably felt really guilty.

"No, it helps.. I'll tell you what, I can stay with you until you get out the hospital. Probably like two days or so." I said. "O-okay." He said. And from then and there, I stayed with him.