I comforted Keith for what felt like an eternity, thought welled in my mind, fag? Was he gay? Who would call someone that! What monster would call someone that.
As the minutes went by everyone in the training room left one by one, until there was only me and Keith. Keith didn't say a word, he was silent, so was I. We awaited in the silence until I finally spoke. 'Your none of those things ya know' keith looked at me and scoffed "how would you know,. You don't know me." This hurt a lot, not only did I remember the "bonding moment" but I loved him. It was true I didn't know him.
"Yeh, your right I don't know you" with that I dropped Keith's body and made my way towards the door, I looked back to see him sat cradling himself, alone. Not a tear to be seen. Just Keith's emotionless face. I wanted to run back hug him, say I love him, say he's precious amazing, everything to me. Yet I knew it would of been to late, I've made my decision.
//Time slip to lance walking to his room//
I made my way towards my room, my long brown/green coloured jacket sleeves slowly rising with every step I made. It slowly revealed the scars I made many years ago and all of the memories that came along with it.
YOU ARE READING
A silent cry
FanfictionA langst fanfiction... He lies in the shadows, He cries in the night, His music is loud, His thoughts are louder, His dreams lock him in a internal world of his past, He's a "goofball" Is he? Would a goofball conflict weather he should be alive or...
