Muted Treasure

You don't belong here!

It's been a couple weeks ever since Keith asked Lance out and they've been going out almost every night. Each night making Lance fall in love even more. They've been everywhere, downtown, Central Park, Malls, Aquariums, and so much more. Keith asked Lance to be his boyfriend and he gladly said yes. Lance's world seems more bright and vibrant, he's been smiling more, slowly talking to people. Started with mumbles, then whispers, then finally got to talking. Keith loves Lance's voice, it was like silk. Like a drug, he couldn't get enough of it. When Lance sang, Keith's couldn't help, but smile. He truly loves this boy, with all his heart.

"McClain! Pay attention." Iverson yelled, Lance shooting over to him quickly, Iverson glared and went back to the lesson. He looked out the window again, he wanted to see Keith. He missed Keith, his gentle touches when he wakes up, his smile, his laugh, and the kisses. Lance sighed, he just wanted Keith to cuddle him until he fell asleep. He hated this place and the 'popular kids' found out about their relationship, it was like bees to honey.

They would push him and tease him, never leaving Lance alone. Keith was intimidating, so they never bothered the hot headed man. But Lance, being the shy person he was, made a easy target. The bell suddenly rang and Lance bolted out of the class on his way to lunch, he was excited since he could finally see Keith. Lance was walking, until there was a sudden pull on his jacket and Lance found himself against a wall. A white haired man stood towering over him, he smirked and had a evil glimpse in his eyes.

"Look here guys, we caught a fag." Lotor laughed, the group behind Lotor smirked and draped over Lance.

"P-please leave me alone." Lance mumbled, the group looking at the boy with amusement.

"What was that freak?" Lotor smirked and tightened his grip on Lance's shirt, Lance winced at the hard contact.

"L-leave me alone!" Lance shouted, the group was taken back from the boys shouting. Only for Lotor to smile at the boy and laugh.

"Well, looks like the fag actually has a voice!" Lotor laughed, he picked up Lance by his shirt.

"Listen here. Your nothing here, you're just a freak, a good for nothing loser. You don't belong here, Keith is just playing with your feelings. He'll treat you like your worth it then leave you in the dirt where you belong." Lotor snarled, Lotor pushed lance on the floor, a fist was raised and Lance saw it coming. He put his hands in front of his face and closed his eyes tight.

"Get our of here! Get away from him!"

Lance open his eyes to Keith kicking Lotor in his side and punching him in the face. The rest ran away, leaving Lotor on the ground. Keith kept hitting Lotor, blood dripping from Lotor nose, his eye swollen.

"Keith! Stop!" Shiro came running from the corner, pulling Keith off Lotor. Keith yelling for Shiro to let him go. Lance still sat there, eyes wide.

"You okay?"

Lance looked to his right to see Pidge leaning down next to him. Lance just looked at Lotor, he was quickly getting up and running away. Lance held up his hand, his hand shaking, visions of Lance's past kept flashing. The bodies, the blood, the cuts, the boot marks, the figure in the threshold, and the big bang in the kitchen. He kept seeing a man with the knife, but instead of leaving he was coming towards him with a knife.

"N-no please! Go away." Lance whimpered, he tried moving away. Something holding him down and a heavy thing on his back, he was squirming trying to get away fast.

"Lance." The voice said, it was sharp and loud. Lance whimpered and continued to squirm.

"No stop please, get away!" Lance said a little louder. His breath started to pick up, tears started to brim his eyes, hands started to shake as a hooded face clouded his vision.