Cut. ||Klangst||

2

That night Keith contemplated the group of people in the photograph.

“Why was this with Lance? Who are these people?” He ask himself. Suddenly he noticed the little features of the people that resembled Lance.

Is this his family?

After a few more minutes of observing the photograph, Keith dozed off.

~•*•~ Next Morning ~•*•~

As Lance slowly wakes up with dark circles under his eyes, he reached for the photograph in his sweater pocket to look at, but he didn’t feel anything when he went to grab it. Lance lunges out of bed, grabs his sweater, and searches for the photo.

“Where is it? Where is it?!”

“Lance, you okay in there?” Pidge asks in concern from the other side of Lance’s room door.

“Yea...I’m fine.” Knowing he’s lying to himself trying not to cause any conflict.

“Okay..well breakfast is almost ready. Hunk is making his special goo today.”

“Umm..I-I’m not hungry.” Lance replies from the other side of the door trying to hold back tears.

“Suit yourself! More for me.” Pidge replies as she walks away not taking notice of the sorrow in Lance’s voice the whole time they chatted.

I got to find it! Lance claims, and begins searching again.

~•*•~
“Where’s Lance?” Inquires Coran
“He said he’s not hungry.” Pidge shares to the others at the table.

“Are you serious?” Hunk ask in worry. “I made my special today though...” He adds in a said tone.

“I’m going to check on him.” Keith states.

“Please do; I’m becoming quite concerned about him.” Allura insisted Keith gets up from the table and heads towards Lance’s room.

~•*•~

Keith stops in front of Lance’s door and takes a deep breath, then invited himself in.

“Hey Lanc-“ Keith stops his greeting when he notices Lance on the ground crying and seem to be searching for something.

“Lance! What’s wrong?!” Keith ask as he hurries to the ground with Lance.

“N-nothing..I-I’m fine.” Lance croaked avoiding any eye contact with Keith.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you locking yourself up in your room? Crying at night, and not eating?!” Keith barked.

“I SAID I’M FINE! SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS!” Lance screamed as he stood up quickly and grabbed Keith’s wrist to lead him out, but from the corner of Lance’s teary eyes he noticed a piece of paper in Keith’s pocket, and stopped in the middle of the room squeezing Keith’s wrist.

“Let go!” Keith boomed. But Lance was no longer paying attention he went for the paper in Keith’s pocket.

“What the quiznak are you doing?!” Keith hollered trying to get Lance’s hand away from his pocket, but Lance got hold of the paper. When he did he noticed it was the photograph.

Rage began to grow in Lance’s head nothing else seemed to come to Lances head.

“I SHOULD BE ASKING YOU THE SAME THING! WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS?” Lance screamed. Keith froze as he noticed Lance had taken hold of the photograph.

“Look Lance, I’m sor-“ 

“NO, WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS?” Lance boomed as he shoves the photograph in Keith’s face.

Keith tried to push the photograph out of his face, but when he attempted to do so he noticed Lance flinch every time he touched the upper part of his left wrist. Lances force overpowered Keith’s and they both stumbled to the floor from the unbalanced forces. When Keith fell he noticed that the hand that was grabbing Lance’s left wrist, felt like there was a liquid on it. He turned his hand over and noticed blood, but he was certain he wasn’t bleeding any where. He looked over at Lance who stumbled to the floor as well, and noticed him holding his left wrist and blood on his sleeve.

“L-Lance..?” Keith stammered. Keith slowly crawled over to Lance and noticed scratch like marks in his wrist. Fear and sickness filled Keith.

“Go away.” Lance demanded

“B-but you’re bleeding.” Keith responded

“I said, go away!” Keith jumped up as he heard Lance’s suddenness outburst. Keith with his blood covered hand ran to the bathroom about to lose it. As soon as he reached the bathroom, Keith threw open the toilet seat and threw up what seemed like vomit.

He sat on the bathroom floor noticing the bloody hand mark left on the side of the toilet seat. The sight of it made Keith feel dizzy; slowly Keith passed out on the bathroom floor.