Peace or Pieces (an AU)

The Peace Before the Fall: Part 1

Hey guys, this is  my first fanfic so tell me if I have screwed up. I love constructive criticism because it makes me a better writer. Before you begin reading, I need to warn you that there will be cutting/suicide mentions in this book and I will warn you before each chapter that contains anything triggering. With that said, let us begin.

This chapter contains cutting and suicidal mentions

I do not own Voltron or it's characters. All rights go to DreamWorks animation studios

The words that are underlined are sound effects

the words that are italicized are thoughts

"Drip, there goes anger. Drop, there goes a little more pain. Drip, why am I so stupid? Drop, why am I so useless? Drip, why am I such a problem? Drop, I don't deserve to be happy. Drip, all I cause is pain. Drop, I must pay them back with my red tears." I sat in my bathroom with a knife in my hand and cried just soft enough to cover it up with the running shower water.  I was supposed to be showering, but instead, I just sat there and cut away my pain.

My name is Lance McClain. I am a sophomore at Voltron High School. Oh, and if you couldn't tell, I have depression. I know, I find it just as strange as you do, me being so upfront about my feelings. Just go with it. 

I walked downstairs and said my goodbyes on my way to school. I wore dark jeans, a black t shirt, and my favorite jacket. It was an army green jacket with a few patches I added on. I got it from my father. "Goodbye mama" I said. "Goodbye Lanze" she said with the same loving smile I see everyday. The same smile that I hate.

I got to school and went to my desk in homeroom. I didn't speak to my friends, but only because they would be able to tell that I cut. They care so much about me that they told my mom that I had suicidal thoughts when I first told them. I wasn't mad. I was grateful. If they hadn't said something, I wouldn't be alive.

during lunch, I sat with my best friend. Their name is Pidge. They're gender neutral. There was also Hunk, the big guy. I liked to pick on him, but he knows that I am just messing around. The oldest person in our group is Shiro. He is a senior and kind of our leader. Next to him was Allura, the princess of our group. She also happened to be dating Shiro. 

After school, I went home with Pidge to get my arms bandaged up. I couldn't at my house because my parents kept the bandages in the medicine cabinet downstairs and they would get suspicious. My mother doesn't believe that I cut myself and my father thinks that the people that do cut are terrible people. So yeah, I am basically a stranger in my own home. "Hello, earth to Lance" said Pidge as they worked on my arms. "You were zoning out. I asked you why you did this to yourself. What happened?" they asked as they finished up my arms. "My mom and I were driving back home from church and she saw two flaming gay dudes on the street and called them fags that don't deserve Gods grace" I told them. They looked at me with tears in their eyes and grabbed onto me and said "She can go screw off and we can get an apartment in new York once you turn 18. I love you man and you shouldn't hurt yourself just because your mother, a women I hate, does not accept people like us". I stood up, smiled and walked away. They grabbed my hand as I walked away and looked at me with eyes full of tears. I turned to them and I reassured them that I wouldn't cut myself. They nodded and let go of me after saying goodbye. I knew that I would cut again tonight, but I needed it. I don't deserve anything less than pain. 

As I was walking home, I saw a moving truck pull into a house a few blocks away from my house. I decided to welcome the new people (and wish them luck in the neighborhood). As I was walking towards the house, I saw the most beautiful thing in the world. It was a boy with a long black mullet, but not in the 80's fashion, it was in a new, better mullet, and it was hot. He wore black jeans, a grey t shirt, and a red jacket that came above his belly button. But then he turned around. He had eyes of a beautiful shade of purple. My world changed that day. I could see a world full of so many beautiful colors, not monochrome.

So guys, that was my first chapter. Tell me what you think of it and I will probably update every week. this story is a story of my life. Lance is the character that represents me most, but other characters have a part of me in them. Thank you for reading this. Each view is important to me because this is how I feel comfortable telling my story.