Keith looked at himself in the mirror.'I can still see the bruise. Sigh. Damn you dad.'
He looked around
his room for a scarf. He found a black one and tied it around his neck.Then looked outside his window. Snow. Why does it have to snow? Why today? He sighed heavily and searched for a gray beanie to go with his light gray sweater. he pulled on some black pants. Then his red knee high boots.
He quietly ran down stairs, silently scolding himself for the small noises he made when he moved. He looked around nervously for his father and found him asleep on the couch. Keith walked over to kiss his forehead but his eyes narrowed sadly when he found an empty beer bottle in his hand slowly slipping. Keith grabbed the bottle and threw it in the receyling bin. He walked over to his father's flushed face and gave it a peck.
The man stirred and Keith froze. Then relaxed as he continued his loud snoring. Keith let go of the breath he was holding and walked towards the front door. And grabbed his keys and jacket. He silenty slipped it on his thin frame and walked out.
He turned around to lock the door. He stuck the rusty key in the hole and turned it. He knew it was locked when he heard the small click. He rushed down the flight of stairs. While he was doing that he had the urge to burst out Into song.
Once outside he hissed at the cold. He felt his lips beginning to freeze. 'Why can't I get a car!?'
He thought angrily. He knew his face would begin to freeze. And if he stood there complaining his whole body would freeze so he started walking quickly. He shoved his quaking hands in his pockets seeking warmth. Snow fell on his beanie and he shook it off. The grocery store wasn't that far so he wouldn't die. Yet.
Keith finally got close to the shop so he broke into a run. What he didn't see was someone coming out at the same time he was going in. He rammed into something hard and firm he was going so fast the impact on the chest made him fall back on his behind.(Did that make sense?)
"Omigod, I am so sorry!!" He heard someone say. Then he looked up. The most gorgeous person he had ever met was standing there reaching out to hin. He had perfect tan skin and blue eyes that reminded him of the ocean. He had a narrow shaped face, and brown hair Keith fought to not run his fingers through. Keith felt his jaw drop a bit. "Hello?" The person waved a hand. Keith scrambled up to his feet, his face burning.
"Hi! I'm Lance. Lance McClain." He said still holding out his hand. "Hmm, Keith McClain...." Keith murmured quietly. "What was that?" Lance said. Keith turned red realizing he said that outloud. "I-I' m Keith. K-Keith Kogane." He stuttered as he shook the stranger's hand. Lance smiled warmly . Keith felt his heart stop.1
"Well I hope I see you soon. Sorry again for bumping into you.
" Lance said waving as he walked away. Keith nodded dumbly. He watched Lance's figure get smaller. He hit his forehead mumbling, idiot, repeatedly.
Then he snapped out of his daze and walked inside the store. 'Be steady my beating heart.'
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Hurting Inside {Modern/Steven Universe AU}
FanficA klangst that I gave a lot of thought. So um, there is angst and abuse in this story. Also mentions of self-harm.