*Warning!: This chapter contains depression and cutting of the wrist. If you can't handle this or can't read this for a reason, please don't read this!*
Keith: YOU'RE ALWAYS LIKE THIS!
Lance: LIKE WHAT?
Keith: YOU'RE ALWAYS A SCREW UP! A NO GOOD PIECE OF SHIT! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS THINK I'M CHEATING ON YOU? HUH? JUST BECAUSE I'M GAY DOESN'T MEAN I HOOK UP WITH EVERY GUY I MEET! WHAT ABOUT YOU? SHOULDN'T I BE THE ONE THINKING THAT YOU'RE CHEATING?!
Lance: *Starts crying* W-Why...can't we just...get along? Why is it that every time we get back together we fight? I-I don't want this Keith. We should just break up..
Keith: FINE THEN! DUMP ME! YOU NEVER LIKED ME ANYWAY! RIGHT?! I'M JUST A CHEATER TO YOU!
*Runs away*
Lance: *Crys* It's my fault..
*Lance's mind: Cut yourself. It'll release the pain. It'll help.*
Lance: Maybe it's true. I guess it's for the best..
*Later in the bathroom*
Lance: *Cuts wrists*
Lance: This'll have to do I guess..
(Later)
Lance: I can't feel it..everything is numb. I need more pain..I can't deal with this..Why am I such a screw up?
*Lance's mind: Cut yourself again. This time, deeper. So deep, that your blood touches the floor.*
Lance: Yeah..it's for the best. I'm useless anyway. A no good piece of shit like Keith said..a 7th wheel..well..Allura died..so I guess a 6th wheel. *Sigh*
Lance: *Grabs knife* It's for the best Lance...*Cuts deep into arm*
Lance: *Eyes water* I-It hurts...so much.
*Lance's mind: What? Are you a wimp?*
Lance: N-No...I'm not. *Sniffles* I'm okay...
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A/N: Thanks for reading this short chapter. I promise that this will be very depressing at first and hopefully get better. You'll just have to wait and see.
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FanfictionLance is depressed because Keith had yelled at him earlier and broke up with him. Eventually, Lance tries to commit suicide and Keith tries to save him. However, even though they made it to the hospital on time, things start to go wrong. Will the do...
