It's never over

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((Third person POV))

Keith smiled as he and Lance went about their day. It had been months since they had heard anything about Lotor. Months since Keith had felt the need to cut. Months since Lance has had to check Keith's arms.

Then it all changed with one text. 

'Lotard': Meet me at the park at noon. Don't bring Lance or anyone. I want you there or I will come find you. 

This shook Keith to his core. Made him panic. His arms began to itch and his breath became uneven. He was home alone and it was 30 minutes to noon. 

He stood shaking. He knew he shouldn't go but he knew he could defend himself this time. He knew things had changed. This dynamic was no longer a predator prey feeling. It felt more equal ground.

Keith grabbed his switchblade blade putting it in his pocket and then his pepper spray in the other.  "I can do this.. he can't fucking hurt me this time." He then started walking

((Back my little Ciphers~))

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