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*Hello thank you so much for reading this crappy story it really makes me happy.

Also please let me know if I misspelled anything.

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Keith POV

I lay down in the bed stairing up at the ceiling. We had all been given the free rooms in the castle to stay at.

But I actually got my room. The other me or Keith 2 had actually moved to the other Lance's or Lance 2's room a while ago and they were indeed a couple.

I hate it. It gives me false hope that I could have a chance with Lance, Hey that rhymes, anyways back to my depressing monologue, monologue am I using that term right? I don't know anyway.

I run my fingers along the fresh cuts on my wrist. I feel bad about it, oddly I wasn't able to find any knives sootable enuf to cut with that would be discreet. Did they know about him? Was it a coincidence? Or... Has someone done it before?

Shake my head to clean myself with my thoughts. It's dangerous for me to let them run wild to long, so I stand up and walk to the training room. I expect it to be empty but instead I see Lance training.

He turns and catches my eye causing him to let out a surprised yelp and fumble his gun. In that split second thought a robot nockes him down and he loses the battle.

"Sorry," I say quickly and run forward to help him up.

"No, it's fine there's no need to apologize," He says as he takes my outstretched hand lifting himself up. I wince a little at the pressure put on my cuts.

He notices me winceing and stops for a second, but he just shrugs it off and starts to ramble on about something.

Really... Did you actually think he would care! Ha! you're pathetic you know that right. What was he going to do? Get worried about YOU what should anyone be care, expeshuly him. He deserves so much better and you know it, nobody should have to even look at you! You're disgusting, could you be anymore of an anorexic piece of shit! The team would be better off without you!

That's not true. Even in this universe the team needs me...

And? That person in this universe isn't you. Just someone who looks like you. He thinks differently, I mean look at him and Lance there together for a reason. You know full well that they wouldn't be together if he acted like you.

I....know...your right.

Thank fucking god, FINALLY! Does that mean your going to do it!! You know you want to!

...........yeah..............

Well as much as I hate to say it, you can't do it now, you have to wait until the end of the week or at least until you get back to your own universe.

I know.

Good. 

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