'Worthless...'
'Pig...'
'Mistake...'
Lance was in a dark room. Unable to move.
The voices were getting louder as time passed and he could no longer ignore them.
'Scum...'
Desperate, he scratched at his arms to distract him.
'7th wheel...'
He scratched harder and faster, determined to shut them up, but it wasn't working. He could feel his chest tighten and his breathing quicken, but was distracted by the loud noises that were coming from his mind.'Pitied...'
He scratched even harder and faster than before. His adrenaline was too high for him to feel his nails dig into his skin, or to feel the warm blood dropping from his elbows to the ground. In fact, he wouldn't care even if he could feel it. He needed to distract himself from the noise.
' Place holder...'
He wanted to scream but no sound would come out. Black dots started to cloud his vision, but he couldn't tell because of the darkness that surrounded him. He was barely breathing because of how tight his chest had gotten.
He was alone, in the dark, with only his mind to keep him company.
Not a good combination.
He felt his ability to say awake start to slip away from him as he listened to the voices.
'Trash...'
His eyes started to close.
'Why don't you just die already?...'
'Why don't you leave?...'
'Why did you think you could have a family here?...'
'Why?...'
The voice couldn't finish. Lance was on the floor, bleeding.
The lights flickered back on, but all it had to show was the blue paddilen, laying in a pool of his own blood.
At times like this, he wondered what was darker.
The darkness in his room, or the darkness in his mind.
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Ladies and gentlemen ( or whatever you identify as ), thank you for reading this. I hoped you enjoyed watching your little blue suffer. This is my first fan fiction I've ever written out. I know it was short, but cut me some slack. I'm lazy and didn't want my hands to cramp up. (I'm writing this on a tablet)
Anywaayyyys... If you have any advice to make my writing more enjoyable, than please let me know! I'm not that great so I need it. Love you all!!!

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