Chapter Three{Updated}

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Keith's POV
Lance didn't show up today in the library this morning, I wonder if he's alright, "Hey Keith? Earth to Keith!" Shiro waved his hand in front of me, "Sorry, guess I justed spaced out a bit." "It's fine, you must have went to bed late last night " I nodded. Its half true. I did stay up late. Thinking about Lance. He never replyed which scared me a bit, but who knows. I heard the bell ring thorough​ the library. We got up and walked to our class.
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Shiro: Here

Allura: Here

Pidge: Here

Keith: Here

Matt: Here

She continued roll until she got to Lances name, "Lance?" She looked around the room for the certain Cuba boy, "No Lance today then..." She wrote something down on her clipboard. She walked over to her desk and put the clipboard down and started the lesson
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It was a few more minutes before the bell rang, "Is anyone friends with Lance McClain?" She asked her voice soft, my hand went up, "Ah! Would you please give Lance the homework Keith?" I nodded and she handed me his homework. Then bell rang for lunch.
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I stood at Lances house after school and knocked softly. I heard footsteps walking towards the door and Lance opened it, he looked horrible, like he hasn't slept in days, he had a blanket over his shoulders and it was wrapped around him tightly, along with long pajama pants and a soft fluffy black long sleeve shirt, he had dark bags under his eyes, but what shocked me the most was that he had a black eye and the bright red hand mark on his tan skin, "Hey Lance, I was just dropping of the homework." I stuck my hands out for him to take it, "thanks..." His voice was horse like he was crying to much, I looked at his face, red, puffy eyes, tears staining his skin, and the dreaded hand mark on his cheek along with the dark black eye. I felt bad for him. Wondering what happened before I came over.
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Lances POV
"You Ungrateful brat!" My father yelled at me while his fist made contact with my face and hitting my eye, "You should have never been born!" His hand met my cheek and I felt a stinging sensation in my cheek, I felt tears stream down my face, "Awww now is the little bitch gonna cry?!" He taughted. Before he could do anything else to me I ran for my room and locked the door. I heard his fist pounding against it. After a few minutes I heard this footsteps walk away and hear the front door slam shut. Finally that bitch left to get high or drunk all over again. Whatever I don't care one bit for him. After about half an hour I heard a knock at the front door. I placed my blanket over my shoulders and walked down to answer whoever was there. I opened the door and to my surprised Keith was standing there with my homework in his hands, "Hey Lance, I was just dropping of the homework." So sweet of him. I thought, I felt my cheeks get hot but he didn't notice, I mummbeld a soft, "thanks...." And took the homework from his hands and placed it on the small table by the door. I saw him looking at my face.

Shit

Was the only thing run through my head. Did he notice the black eye? The hand mark? Or even worse. No he couldn't have, the blanket was over me and I was wearing a long sleeve shirt. He spoke up, "So... Um where were you today Lance?"

Shit

Why, I can't tell him I was beaten half to death last night, or just a few hours ago, "I didn't feel good this morning so my mom let me stay home." It wasn't a complete lie, I did feel like shit at the moment. He nodded, so that meant he bought what I was saying so that was good, "Oh, Okay, hope you feel better soon Lance."
I won't.
"Okay thanks for the homework, bye." "Bye" He walked down the steps and turned right to go to his house most likely. Father won't be home til late getting wasted so might as well start on this shit ton of homework I got. Yay.

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April 28, 2017 12:22p.m

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