...Mine?

Chapter 5

I hung up the phone and continue on watching the spinning of clothes. "Hey," a foreign accent spoke, "I was wondering if you had a spare quarter I can use."

I look up and see the dark skin female with puffy white hair, Allura was her name. "Uh sorry I don't have any more coins on me." I lie since why would someone give away their coins in a laundromat. She smiled at me and was about to speak until he interrupted.

"I found a quarter Allura." He said as he walked closer to us. I was so hoping I didn't bump into him but I guess today wasn't my day. He gave me a long stare before saying, "Wait Keith, what are you doing here? I haven't seen you since...you know the umm, well the thing."

I completely ignore him as it's obvious why I'm here and I don't want to bring those sad feelings back into my brain. A short hum was received to him. Hopefully this can make him leave.

"Uh Lance I think it's best if we leave him alone. We got our quarter so let's go." Allura said. Thank god for her at least she gets the message.

"It's fine, you can go ahead Allura, I'll catch up to you in a bit." Said Lance. Why would he say that!?! I'm not capable to talk to anyone especially to him! I honestly don't want to speak to him now or later.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Signaling the empty space next to me. I shrug not wanting to say anything, not knowing whether I would agree on letting him sit or having him to scramble off.

Out of luck, he sat down next to me and completely looked at nothing while fumbling with his thumbs. I was waiting for him to speak, to say the things what he was meaning to say but no words came out of his mouth.

We sat listening to the sounds of the machinery. Not saying a peep to one another. I was hoping he will speak up but he seems to not say anything. "What do you want?" I spoke sternly. I didn't want to come off as rude but I really don't want to speak or look at him. All he's doing is sitting on this damn bench not saying a word.

Lance looked up in shocked, like he was a awoken from a daydream. He looked at me and then to the washer. He moved his hands up to his brown flowing hair and gently placing his hands onto his lap.

He clears his throat before speaking. "Uh well I was meaning to— um let's just...okay um how are you? How you've been lately?" He asks. I looked away not really wanting to talk about my feelings. Especially to him, it seems worthless to do so.

"Fine." I respond. Beep. Thankfully the washer finished, ruining any awkward moments happening between us. I got up from the bench and place the wet clothes into a basket and walked to the dryers section. I hope he gets the message that I don't want to talk and to leave me alone.

But of course he doesn't, Lance follows Keith and stands next to him.
"Is that all you have to say, that you're fine?" He asks. I gripped the dryer's door and slammed it closed.

I crossed my arms and sat down. "What else do you want me to say? I believe feeling fine would consider as a reasonable answer to your question." I say, done with him. I just want to get out of here and go home. I just want to sleep through this nightmare.

"So you're not fine?" He sits down and looks at me concerned. I scoff, "Why would you care?" Lance seemed to be taken a back and he became defensive. "Well we're friends and I would like to know how you truly are other than being fine."

This made my blood boil. I didn't want to do anything with him. Especially when I'm trying to move on from him. I can't believe he thinks that we're friends when we're not. I'm nothing to him and he's nothing to me.

"Like I said, Lance, I'm fine. Now leave me alone." I said sternly.

Ding

I opened my phone seeing a message from Shiro.

S: Hey Keith, I was wondering if you want to hang out with Adam and I. It's been a while and we love to see you again! We'll provide for everything, I hope you'll come by

K: Sure I'll come, I wouldn't mind seeing Adam and you

S: okay, can't wait! come over at 7

K: okay

I turned off my phone and saw Lance with a hurtful look on his face. "What?" I ask. "Nothing." He answers as he walked away. Finally, I thought, he finally left.