Gone

No...

*trigger warnings ⚠ also I am really sorry about spelling errors please try to understand I am terrible at spelling so I'm sorry 🥺❤*

Keith POV

I burst into the command room and walk straight to Shiro, "what, the hell, was THAT!" I yell to Shiro.

"Keith?" He say's confused.

"I mean what the hell! What did Lance do that was so wrong!" My eyes started to tear up, I don't want him to feel like I do, "why was he scolded?"

"Really Keith? It's because he was late, proper paladins have to be on schedule."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, really, "I WAS LATE TOO!" I screamed at him, "IT WASN'T LIKE HE WAS THIRTY MINUTES LATE, NO HE WAS ONLY TWO MINUTES LATTER THAN ME, I'M LATE JUST AS MUCH AS HIM SO WHY THE HELL AM I NOT SCOLDED! WHY THE HELL DON'T YOU CALL ME A DISAPPOINTMENT AS WELL!"

"KEITH," Shiro yelled getting my attention, "you need to calm down, Lance, he needs to be better, and you're right, I don't scold you because I know you're trying. Lance isn't, he's selfish and he's just...a useless playboy!"

I think that was what really set me off, am I really the only one that sees how hard he's working am I really the only one that cares?

A loud slap rings through the room and I can feel the palm of my hand stinging. I look up a Shiro has a red hand print on his face, "Lance is trying harder than anyone here and it's paying off. He's already stronger than any of you and NO ONE seems to care. I'm not deaf and I am sertenly not stupid, I can hear how you all tell him he should be more like me. Well guess what, he's not, and can never be, like me. He is his OWN person. And he's already better than me in every way," I huff a breath as I finish and then slap Shiro once again but on the other cheek.

Quickly I turn out of the room an leave. After I am out of sight I run through the corridors to Lance's room.

I want to find him for some reason I have a bad feeling, like somethings wrong.

I make it to his door and knock gently, "hey Lance can we talk..." I ask. There's no answer, I knock harder, "Lance?" I ask louder.

Still there's no answer. Something feels wrong like something is telling me to go in, is he hurt?

"Lance I swear I will break down this door if you don't answer!" I say more hurried.

Still there's nothing.

I grab out my knife and start jamming  in between the two doors. As soon as I hear the crack of the lock breaking I bodyslam the doors. They bust open and I look around frantically a and run to the bathroom I slam it open and imidietly freez. I feel the tears in my eyes immediately fall, and I scream.

Because there in front of me is Lance, unconscious, in a puddle of blood, with a knife in his stomach, and his hand around the handle.