Klance

What I Want

Keith: "You finally get to be alone, Keith." The door closes and I'm in shock. I sit up and feel nauseous. "W-" I stop as I feel puke try to come out. That bullet hit me harder than I thought. I remember his face as he left. Then I see what I've done. I've shown just how much I hate being in that room.... with them. I clench my chest. W-What have I done!? I feel a tear fall down my face as the adrenaline smacks me in the face to wake up my unconscious mind. I heart is beating fast and my mind is a mess and the tears come out like a waterfall. Is it from the pain? It is, but which one? The physical.... or the emotional? I try to muster enough strength to get up, but I end up feeling sick. "L-" I cover my mouth. "Mmm!" I can't get up! I can't move! I slap myself, and it starts to sting. I get up and grab my bayard. "I.... what should I do?" I walk out and get to my room. I close the door, then, as if I've been punched I run to the bathroom and start to throw up. I start to tremble at my wretched state. All of this just so I didn't have to be with everyone. What is wrong with me!? I punch the tile under the toilet over and over and over. What is wrong with me!? Why did I even get mad!? Why did I do that!? Was it for training!? Or was it just because I didn't want to be there!? I lift my head as my tears glisten in the light from the lamp. "I don't want to be the outsider." When I'm there I feel out of place, but staying away isn't changing anything. "What can I *sniff* do?" I don't want to be out of place, but I am no matter what I do. Should I just tough it out, or enjoy my own company? I feel my puke and put my head back in the toilet. After that I lay on the ground. I think that's all the food I even had.

              I wake up and see I'm still in the bathroom. "I must've passed out." I get up and see my pitiful self in the mirror. "What time is is?" I take a shower to kill myself off and walk out in some more casual clothes. "Haven't worn these in forever." I see it's early in the morning, and I freeze. Should I hide? No.... I can't do that. "I-" I shake my head. I know what I'm going to do. I recall his face as he left. I grit my teeth as I walk to the main training room. I will be there, with them. Then.... maybe he'll smile again? I walk in and no one is here yet. "They're probably still sleeping." I sigh as I walk in further into the middle. I stretch a little, then set my bayard into it's sword form. I click in on the mainframe to start some music. I listen to it's tempos, then, I dance. I balance myself with the sword to make it a part of me. I take a lunge and spin as I land on my feet. I do a couple of flips and turns as the music picks up. Faster.... faster! I instantly stop with the music and heavily breathe. "Lucky I didn't throw up." I hear shuffling of feet and I turn to see Lance. He looks at me in a little shock. "Lance! W-What are you doing here?" "I came to uh.... train. More importantly, what are you doing here? You won the duel." I grip my arm as I look away. "I guess.... winning wasn't what I wanted." He tilts his head. "What changed? I mean, it's great, but, you fought so hard so you didn-" "Well that's not what I want anymore!" I look at him. "I like being around y.... everyone." I sigh. "It's a work in progress is all." Lance smiles. "OK." He walks over and puts his hand on my shoulder. "Mind showing me what you just did?" I blush. "Th-that was nothing! Don't tell anyone what you saw! Got it!" His eyes widen. "Got it?" My shoulders droop. I can't believe someone saw me. Guess that's what I get for doing it in the main training room where everyone else goes. I chuckle. "If you're gonna learn, you're gonna need to stretch." He snickers. "On it!"