Voltron group chat

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Keith read the messages on his phone that Lance had sent him, he teared up at the idea of his friend having a rough time.

Keith got out of his room and went to see Lotor in the living room, he stood in front of his boyfriend with an angry look plastered on his face. Lotor finally looked up at Keith.

"Keith, you're blocking the view" Lotor announced, not looking at Keith. He showed him his phone and Lotor's face didn't even move.

"What is that? Did you block him?" He asked, Lotor finally took a look at Keith.

"Yeah, so what?" Lotor asked, Keith took his phone away from his boyfriend's face and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Why? You don't get to do that!" Keith spoke, Lotor got up and looked down at Keith, who blinked away his worry.

"You don't get to ask questions. You are mine, Keith, and that Lance boy wasn't a good influence" Lotor stated, Keith tried to step back but before he could Lotor grabbed his shoulders.

"Lance was my friend" Keith mumbled.

"You know I hate it when you mumble, speak up" Lotor said loudly. Keith looked up with tears in his eyes.

"Lance was my friend" he spoke up, anger suddenly got to Lotor's head and he slapped the other boy.

"Not. Anymore." He said, Keith looked back up.

"Stop it! I love you but stop hitting me" Keith begged, Lotor only got more angry with Keith's reaction and pushed him on the floor.

"I told you not to speak to me like that, you are a very bad boyfriend, you know that right? You make me very sad, Keith" Lotor states, Keith tried to back away but only to meet with a wall.

"Sorry..." Keith muttered before quickly getting up and running to the kitchen, Lotor got to him and grabbed his wrist, yanking him against a wall. He punched him in the gut and kicked him as he fell down on the floor.

Lotor grabbed a small, sharpened knife from the kitchen drawer. He crouched down and approached the knife up to Keith's right cheek. He cut a small slit in his face slow enough so Keith could feel the pain perfectly.

Keith groaned in pain before kicking Lotor in the balls and getting up as quickly as possible. He ran to his room and blocked the door with the dresser as fast as he could. He was crying and shaking from pain and fear.

He got out his phone and went to his messages, he knew he didn't have a Pugh time to call the police and he probably wouldn't even manage to talk so he texted Pidge.

[Private chat between Keith and Pidgeon]

Keith: 🤖