Hurting Inside {Modern/Steven Universe AU}

Chapter 4: Keith

Warning: This is an angst Keith. So if this triggers you skip. Make sure to have your tissues. I know I do. I always reread my chapters sooooo....yeah.

Keith sadly looked outside his foggy window. It's been 48 hours since he had seen his father.

Looks like he finally came to his senses. A voice in Keith's head sneered. Keith's eyes widened with fear. He remembered this voice. It was the same voice that convinced him to start cutting.

You see? No one in this world will ever love you. You and I both know that.  Keith shook his head and took a couple deep breaths.

Come on. Just one simple cut won't hurt. It'll make you feel better.

Keith shakily got up from his spot at the window sill.

That's a good boy.

Keith swallowed as he pulled his drawer open. The sudden light made the blade sparkle. He picked it up with one his fingerlessly gloved hand. And ran his finger across it. Itwasa gift from his mother's.  She would be so disappointed if she knew what he was using it for.

10 year old Keith sat at the edge of his bed as his mother wrapped his wounds. "Keith, where does it hurt most?" She asked sadly. He pointed to his black eye. She stood up and kissed it, making him whimper. "Why do they bully you Keith?" She said quietly, as tears ran down her purple cheeks. Keith gasped. He had never seen his mom cry before. She was the strongest person he knew. "Don't cry mommy. " she froze and looked up at her small child, smiling softly. Then she reached in her back pocket. She held a knife up bowing her head like a servant. "Your sword, your majesty." Keith giggled. "Thank you, humbled servant." He said in a posh-like accent. Her snapped uo and she tackled him. He yelped in surprise as she began tickling him.

He held it at his wrist. His hands were violently shaking as he slowly pressed the knife into his skin. 

Make sure not to cut the vital part. Unless you want to die.

Keith's eyes widened at what the voice was implying. Blood had covered the blade.
Keith felt something wet roll down his cheek. He touched it with his empty hand.
He was crying.

Now Keith's eyes filled with tears, blurring his vision. He had lost a lot of blood so he felt dizzy and numb. Keith hugged himself as he broke into loud sobs. He shook and wailed. Why did I have to be born?, he thought. Why did I have to live in this he'll? What did I do to deserve this tom-shittery?

He stopped crying when he caught sight of the knife that was lying beside him. He slowly unwrapped his arms from around himself, and picked up the knife.

Keith wiped the blood off it. Then held it in front of his chest. He took a couple deep breaths then..

CRASH!!

Keith jumped. Then looked at his closed door. He got up. His arm was crusted in blood so it was kind of stiff. He gripped on the knife as he slowly got up and made his way to the door. He turned the knob and poked his head out. Nothing in his hallway.

He made his way the stairs. There was his dad being choked by a shadowy figure.

"Sir!!" He cried out as he made his way to the two.

The figure dropped the man. He didn't  stir. Keith's eyes widened as he dropped to his knees. He put his index and middle finger on his father's neck. No pulse. Nothing. Nada. Amugeosdo. {Korean} His eyes filled with tears. "I hate you!! You abuse me all my life then you go and fucking die!! I hate you you asshole!! You didn't love me but I loved you.." he finished in a small voice.
He brought his knees to his chest and cried for the second time in less than five minutes. The unknown figure crouched next to the crying teen. He hesitated then put his hand on top of his head. Keith gasped and looked up. The man removed his mask. Out, flowed long ,wavy white hair. He also had purple skin an elvish ears.

He smiled sympathetically at Keith.
"Our Father had been abusing you for too long. It was his time to go to the afterlife where he would be punished." The other stated with a heavy accent. Wait. Our?! "You're...my brother?!"

Keith cried out, tears still pouring down his face. Lotor smiled. Nodded. Tears rolled down the purple man's cheeks.

Keith could never take it when someone started crying so he started crying as well.
Keith gripped onto Lotor. Lotor hesitated then wrapped his arms around Keith and squeezed tightly. The two boys continued sobbing until the room was filled with soft breathing.

"We can't stay here." Lotor finally said after a depressing silence. Keith nodded from his chest. "Grab your essentials. We are leaving." Keith got up and ran to his room.
He came back wearing a parka and holding his phone. In his back pocket he had his mother's knife.

Lotor snickered. Keith rolled his eyes. "I'm  soooo glad your my brother." Keith said sarcastically. Lotor smacked the back of his head and made his way to the door, Keith following behind.