Why?{A Langst Fanfiction}[Voltron]

Part 7

🌊🌊🌊🌊Lance POV🌊🌊🌊🌊
-two weeks later-
I haven't been eating, sleeping or speaking. What is the point in doing any of those? I live for nothing and I'm only surviving at this point. The only thing to keep me sane is cutting. I can only feel cutting. Its not the same as when I first started, I felt relief and something doing worthwhile, but now it became a habit again. I've started reverting back to my old self. Along with my drawings. I hated them each one showing what I wished I could so badly do. I'm such a stupid coward! I can't do anything right!

"Lance get your lazy butt out! Keith is here and wants to talk to you!" Pidge shouts from behind the door. I heavily sigh as I was pushing myself off of the bed and wince at the cuts in my arm. Silently pulling down the sleeves of my jacket I open the door and slowly make my way to the training room...again. I have been training non-stop for the past few weeks. I need to do it in order to not be a disappointment, to hold back the team, for who am I to them? Nothing, I am only the seventh wheel.

The mice and I have become very close these past few weeks. The have taught me altean and helped me calm down when I need to talk and cry.

"Lance! Where are you going get back here! Keith is waiting!" I heard Allura scream behind me causing me to jump a little startled by her.
'oh he still wants to see me...' I turn around and start heading toward the control room.

Every step weighing me down. That's because I am so fat it keeps on getting harder for me to move each day. I thought not eating would help! Maybe I should look in the mirror sometime...how do I even look right now anyway? I'm going to guess disgusting as always.

As I step into the control room Keith keeps on stating at me. And behind him evryone is trying to get his attention. What did I do wrong this time? He is going to yell at me. Am I that repulsing? I combed my hair. I have my contacts in. Oh he is staring at how fat I am.

"L-lance?" Keith says as he is slowly walking toward me.
"Yeah?" I say my voice a little scratched up from not using it too much. I look up from the ground with my tierd eyes and meet his.

🔥🔥🔥Keith Pov🔥🔥🔥
When Lance finally walked into the control room I couldn't take my eyes off him. He looked so....dead. Was he captured? What happened? His clothes look so big on him...his structure is like bones, with muscle?
"L-Lance" I manage to stutter out while trying to move forward, when meet his eyes. I almost start questioning if this really is him.
"A-Are you okay?" I ask.
"Just dandy." he replies with a small smirk and some lazy finger guns that you can tell were all forced.
"See he is fine! Er dandy. Anyway come on we have so much to show you!" Pidge says tring to pull me out of the room.
"No" I respond. Did they not see him? He looks horrible! "I want to talk to Lance. He needs some help! I don't know what happened here but I am going to see what made him like that! I shout at them featuring to Lance at the last part.