Lifted // Klance

Chapter twenty six

Craig's POV
9:37 PM

I placed my hands in my pockets of sweater and sat on the side walk, leaving my long legs hanging out on the road. Do I give a shit if some car runs me over? No.

I listened to the sound of cars passing by, the wind blew on my hair, sending every strand to fly in different directions. There was rustling behind me, I turned around and shivered.

"You didn't do it."

"I'm sorry..." I gulped, looking back at the road. I tried to... but I didn't get to kill Keith. After all that, I didn't have the nerve to do it again. I give up... i'm a horrible person. After Lance and Keith go back to Canada to tell the whole town about my act, everyone and their god damn mother will know and my reputation will go down dramatically. But who cares anymore... it's not like i'll be able to get back home anyways. No murder, no money, no plane ticket.

"You know what will happen now that you didn't do the task, right?" Shiro asks from behind. I didn't say a word. I saw this coming for a long while now... just... get it over with already. I'm good for nothing. I stood up and turned to face the evil fisherman.

I unzipped my sweater and let my arms out, shutting my eyes. "Just do it already... I give up..." I mumbled.

"Oh? That's not how I wanted to kill you" Shiro sighs. What? But he said if I didn't kill Noah's son, he'll come end my life or something. "I wanted you to be afraid to die. You suicidal bitch... forget it. I'll go after that flying loving kid by myself."

"Didn't you already try that..." I mumbled.

"Yeah. He didn't drink the coffee though... shame shame..."

"So you tried the non-violent way?" That was surprising... i'd thought he'd break in to stab the living fuck out of him in his sleep. Okay... maybe that's too harsh to imagine.

He nods. "Just... leave me alone on this one. Don't call the police or anything or I swear to god, i'm actually going to kill you this time."

I nodded weakly. "Understood, sir..."

"Good."

And so, he leaves somewhere behind the bushes, probably thinking of another one of his master plans of murder. I blinked and looked around me. So dark... just the street lights and cars passing by. It's not like the Canadian Rockies. And the thought that I was not getting the money I needed to get back home saddened me. I'll be stuck here forever I guess...

Or maybe not forever.

I turned to my left, and then my right. No cars passing by now. I made my way to the middle of the road and laid down on the pavement gently, my hands folded over my chest like a corpse. All I could see was the sky above. Not many stars...

I let out a deep breath and listened to the crickets chirp. It was sort of peaceful. I wasn't worrying, my mind was just set to what I wanted to do right now. Everything is just fine. Just fine. I'm just a fucked up nobody, right? I'll be better off in hell or something... if i'm lucky enough, i'll get an invitation in.

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Keith's POV

Lance let me stay at Universal for an hour longer at night. It was fun. Just the two of us this time. No Craig, no danger. Lance would complain from time to time that I could get a heart attack while watching some things, but I didn't let him stop me from enjoying it. And guess what? I didn't panic, so ha! I'm not that big of a scared wuss.