(TRIGGER WARNING!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)
It's been 5 days.
5 days since he had been replaced and was forced to deal with the fact his lover had just left him.For good
He couldn't possibly take this anymore. He didn't bother to get up when the alarms rang anymore. He didn't bother to train anymore. He shut down slowly but surely.
He couldn't help himself anymore. Last night he did something he never thought he'd do again.
He cut himself..
The Lance McClain
Cut himselfYou're not daydreaming.
You're not having a nightmare.
This isn't a dream in general.
This was real.
Lance McClain had cut himself up from his wrist to his elbow.He held onto the small blade he always had on his pocket and pushed the blade onto his wrist. He hesitated for a moment before slashing across his wrist with the pain of a soldier after watching his team die before his eyes.
He watched as the blood slowly went down the sides of his wrists down to the floor of his room. He gasped loudly and quickly ran into the restroom putting his wrist over the sink.
If he accidentally killed himself tonight he wouldn't make a mess while doing it.
He couldn't be selfish.
Not againSo he watched as the blood began to roll down his wrist in awe. It stung like hell but felt oh so good. The feeling of his own skin being slashed open and bleeding out gave him the comfort he always wanted.
So he did it again.
And again..
And again..He did it so many times he just couldn't find any other place to do it again with all of the blood covering his arm.
He made a small scoff and looked up at himself in the mirror. A tear that he hadn't noticed fell down from his eyes and down from his face falling down onto his bloody arm.
He felt himself get extremely dizzy and he held onto the sink for a second catching himself straight before anything happened. He began to wash up the falling blood and quickly covered his arm up with some bandages. He watched as the bandages had a slight tint of red on them and he walked over to his bed kneeling down taking a towel he hid under the bed wiping away the blood that dripped down.
Knock knock
He looked up quickly looking over at the door quickly hiding the towel putting on his jacket. He walked over to the door and opened it with no emotion. He knew what would happen anyways.
Shiro or Kevin would walk in and yell at him for not training or to yell at him because he was worthless to the team. He knew it so he always agreed. He'd watch as they looked at him a bit in slight guilt only to walk away not caring.
However this wasn't Shiro or Kevin. It was actually Keith himself. McMullet man. The cowboy of the group.
" Hey Lance I haven't seen you for a while.. uh.. are you okay.. ? "
He stared at his ex lover for a LOOOOONG while. However after a while he began to laugh with the power of thousands of people. After he wiped his eyes from the laughter of tears he looked at him in the eyes
" I haven't laughed that hard in ages !! Haha!!! Oh my Keith I haven't been okay since you left me. "
His face went blank with emotion at the last part. He glared at him for a what seemed like a million ticks.
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