Stone Cold

T w e n t y t h r e e

Milo grumbled getting out of bed as he dragged himself out of the room and walked down the stairs of the quiet house. Rubbing his eyes tiredly and saw there was no one downstairs.

"Lance? Don't we have breakfast?" Milo yawned looking around but didn't see lance.

"God did lance get shit faced last night?" Dani walked down seeing her older brother wasn't there.

"Lance doesn't get shit faced," Milo snorted.

"Well what he told me I wouldn't be surprised," Dani rolled her eyes and they heard heavy footsteps walking down the stairs, they expected to see lance but saw Luis instead.

"Why are you here?" Dani blinked surprised. "And looking sober?"

"Aren't you suppose to be at school?" Luis asked confused as he had dirty clothes in his hand and threw them in the washer.

"It's Saturday," Milo grabbed cereal.

"Where's lance?" Dani asked flatly.

"In his room, Lance is taking off for the day, im helping out," Luis started the wash and Dani noticed there was blood on some of the clothes.

"Luis Where's lance?" Dani asked more sternly.

"I told you," Luis made a face. Dani ran up the stairs and went for lances room but felt a hand yank her wrist back.

"Dan, don't," Luis looked down at her. Dani glared and yanked her wrist back and opened lances door.

"Hey, dork," Dani walked in sending Luis a glare, lance was laying in bed sleeping. Luis knew he was still unconscious.

"Dani leave him alone, had a rough night," Luis sighed shaking his head. Dani knew something was off but glanced at lance again, but left anyways.

Luis closed the door with a sigh and looked at his little brother, he knelt next to lance as he gulped seeing the bruises covering lances face as well as his left eye was swollen shit, busted lip and had a gash across his cheek and forehead. He changed lances shirt and witnessed the bruises and prayed nothing was broken, if lance doesn't wake up soon he'd take him to a hospital. Lance would hate him if he took him to a hospital at all.

"Hermano, kids are up," Luis sang as he sat on his knees looking at lance.

"Lance please wake up, I'm so sorry," his voice broke.

"Kid you got five minutes or I'm calling the fucking hospital," Luis grounded out as he grabbed his phone.

He sighed standing up letting lance sleep it off hopefully and left the room to go do brother-ly duties.

"Like the good old days," Luis sighed.

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Ring

Ring

Ring

Lance slowly peaked his eyes open as he didn't know where he was as he looked at the ceiling, his ears rung as his eyes could barely focus on the ceiling. He could hear his phone ringing and slowly turned his head. It hurt. Everything hurt. Why?

Lance whimpered sitting up as he reached for his phone and answered it.

"Yea?" His voice was barely above a whisper as it sounded scratchy and in pain.

"You alright love? You haven't answered my calls before,"

"Lo-Lotor?" Lance rasped laying on his side. God why does he feel like absolute shit?