Listen, Kid.{ Klance, Kangst}

Chapter 4

Keiths week was dry from then on.

He wasn't allowed to leave his room unless it was for meals. He was considered "too violent" towards staff to be let loose. Therefore for 7 days Keith was left to himself.
Alone.

Now loneliness was something he struggled with. He had a deadbeat for a father and a flaky mother. So he's never had a family he could really call family. The word was now just used to sum up everyone who shared his last name.

Though loneliness hurt more for him than most. Because for Keith he's never learned how to cope with it, therefore he turns every negative emotion into the only emotion he did know.
Anger.

Anger was all he knew. He's grown next to the smoldering fire that fueled him. The fire that's ruined his life from ever being anything worth to save.

So hour after hour, day after day, his heart grew heavily with anger. His knuckles bruising while more and more chips fell off the concrete walls. Taking his anger out the only way he knew against the stagnant wall. Only stopping once he saw his own blood smudge against the cold gray. Once that happened he simply curled into his bed, drowning in his own pity. Pity on how his own mother would ship him away here. Pity about how his school didn't even bat an eye at his disappearance. Pity on how no one cares for him.

But that changed today.

"Keith?" It was Shiro who spoke, opening the door to his room. Watching as the pale boy slowly lifted his head from the pillow.

"What?" He asked in a dry, cold tone.

"Common, you got some place to be."

With furrowed brows Keith slowly sat up. Allowing his blankets to fall from his shoulder before slipping out if bed. If he had somewhere to be wouldn't he of been informed before? He kept his hard expression as he walked towards the door, now following Shiro down the halls and to the therapy section of the building.
"You got to be kidding me? I thought we already made it very clear that I wasn't gonna go to a therapist." He hissed out.

Though Shiro didn't reply, instead he lead a very reluctant Keith inside. Though instead of seeing a normal therapist, there was a boy.

Even sitting down he was tall. He had tan skin, brown hair and amazingly blue eyes. Full out Prince Charming blue.

"This is Lance." Shiro said, now looking over to Keith.

His name was Lance.

THIS WAS RUSHED BUT TAKE IT
-Chris