My BadBoy

Chapter 14 {Cuts and Bruises}

Quick Recap of Ch.13
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Let this be a lesson to never let your love get away. You may have to wait a while for them but with Keith, I feel like I'm always on cloud 9. And I'm never gonna stop feeling that way until the day I stop loving him.
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~Keith's POV~

Keith cuddled closer to Lance. He latched onto him as if he would fade away if he didn't. His mom, sister, and puppy were all sleeping in his dad's hospital room, Keith couldn't bare sleeping in the same room as his injured father so he went home.

Lance offered to drive him and he even slept there because Keith was to scared to be alone right now. Lance understood that.

"Lance?" Keith quietly asked his pierced partner. He quietly looked up at the taller male as he looked down at Keith.

"What is it Violet Eyes?" Lance asked with a reassuring smile. Keith wrapped his arms around Lance's neck and gently pulled himself up to peck him on the lips.

"Promise me something?" Keith asked Lance. He was looking anywhere but Lance's eyes. Maybe it was because he didn't want to look at him with his current fear of loosing him. Or maybe he was to flustered to look at Lance's ocean blue eyes that made him melt under their gaze. He finally looked up and Lance nodded at him to continue.

"Promise me no matter what, we'll always find each other?" Lance pulled his warm hand up to hold Keith's cold one. He kissed it gently and smiled.

"I will always find you, even in my dreams." He moved his hand to Keith's face and gently caressed Keith's cheek with his thumb, wiping away the tears. He wrapped his other arm across Keith's waist pulling him closer to his body.

Keith wrapped his arms around Lance's back. Lance gently kissed him on the lips and hugged Keith tight. Keith returned the hug. They laid there in each other's arms in peace.

Keith woke up before Lance had but couldn't get free from the other boy's grasp so he sat there analyzing Lance's facial features. If he saw him actually doing this he would never live it down. Keith cuddled closer to Lance for comfort and to try to fall asleep again, using Lance's chest as a pillow for his head.

For a little he was happy but then he remembered why Lance was here in the first place. He freed himself from Lance's grasp and looked for his phone.

He called his mom so he could check on how his dad was doing. He also asked about her and Nova.

"So how is dad?" Keith asked hopeful
"He isn't looking good Little Red, the doctor's say he only has a 43% chance of waking up." Krolia said slightly disappointed.
"It's ok mom I just wanted to know...yeah? Ok sure...Yeah you too....bye!" He hung up and went back to sleep in Lance's strong arms. He felt safe.

Keith didn't want to go to school today and he didn't want Lance to either. Lance suggested they skip and Keith complied. It was gonna be rough for Keith for a while. He just needed a small break from everything.

He felt the need to spend time with his loved ones in fear of losing them at any given time. It was one of Keith's many fears. It was one of Lances only fears but...

It had already happened to him. Lance used to have a big family. The days were filled with laughter and joy and children speaking in Spanish when being upset.  It all of it was gone. Lance lost both his father, two older sisters, and three of his brothers. All he has left is his sister Veronica and his mom Rosa.

Keith has never lost a family member that was very important to his childhood before. So this was his first time experiencing it. And he did not like it.

He didn't like it at all. He was so disheveled. Once Lance went to the kitchen to make them food ,it was his chance. He snuck off to the bathroom to find his mom's razor blades. He found one in the cabinet.

He started on his left wrist before moving on to the right one. It looked like a very angry tiger scratched his arms. He found some bandages and quickly covered the scars. He had never thought of cutting before. Before today.

Luckily, he was wearing Lance's oversized hoodie, well oversized on him, so his bandages were covered. He wouldn't want Lance to worry about him. He didn't want to waist his time. He walked back to the kitchen where Lance had finished making breakfast.

Lance kissed him multiple times consecutively on the cheek. Keith blushed and gave him a tiny smile. It was only half fake. He was still in pain but he knew he loved Lance.

The last thing he'd want to do is worry about a sorry piece of crap like him.