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It's been a week since Keith killed Lance. You haven't cried. Your emotions are gone. You are still in shock, unable to comprehend the true anguish his death is causing you.
He's gone.
There's nothing anyone can do about it. You don't do anything anymore, except lay in his bed, contemplating life. Whether or not you should die too.
A month has passed
Nothing has changed except your physical appearance. The paladins are worried about you. Mainly Pidge and Hunk. They've all grieved and finally come to acceptance, but you haven't even begun the grieving process.
You only eat enough to keep you alive. It used to hurt but that pain kept you going. It doesn't hurt anymore so you've resorted to inflicting more pain upon yourself.
Two months have passed
You think the grieving process has started because all you do now is cry. You cry until no more tears can be formed. Until you're too dehydrated to stay awake. Until your voice is so sore that you can't cry anymore. The self-Inflicted pain has gotten worse. At first, it was biting, scratching and hitting yourself, now it's more. You stole Keith's knife, deeming him unsuitable to carry a weapon after he murdered Lance in cold blood.
Every day you dig the knife into your skin. Deeper. It should be deeper. You chant quietly to yourself. One day, you dig the knife too deep into your thigh. You think you hit a vein or maybe it was an artery. You don't care. You wanted to die anyway and be with Lance in heaven.
All you know is that you lay on the floor, too light headed to move and the blood gushes.
That's when the artificial lights of the room dim and you can't see anymore. Your thigh and arms don't hurt anymore.
From the darkness, you make out a shape. It looks like Lance. He's illuminated.
He glows through the darkness and makes his way towards you. You can barely hear cries and loud voices in the back of your head. They sound like Pidge and Hunk.
You follow Lance through the darkness and into the light. You can finally be happy again.
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Science FictionSequester (v.) To isolate or hide away Y/N is running from the Galra when she happens upon the paladins of Voltron. The blue paladin strongly resembles her childhood friend. Could it be him? [Lance x Neko!Reader]
