A/N: Hey I'm fine.
I'm posting a chap to Autumn With You later, so keep your head up for that
:)
Lance still kept his smile glued on; however, he could feel the glue slowly being melted away by his tears. Pidge had said nothing, but he could tell she wanted him to say something to Keith and Hunk. Lance said nothing, he felt betrayed by Hunk, he felt shattered by Keith, but what did his pain matter? No one needed to understand what he was going through. He breathed out and imagined his thoughts going out with his breath.
I'm happy for them. I'm happy.
He could feel his sleep drip away because of the nights he would stay up and let the tears drop one by one down his cheeks. He was pretty sure the rest of the team could tell, he would always be hit once or twice in training exercises, regardless if it was in Red or with his team. Keith would always yell at him to get up for God's sake. Lance would, always he would, but this time he couldn't.
He couldn't face the cause of his slow decline into demise. Not anymore.
He looked at the gun in his hand and contemplated the purity of death it held. It would let him go, sure and well, it wouldn't even say anything. He grappled with his mind to let him stay awake for a few moments more so he could end it here. He turned the gun towards his head and placed his finger on the trigger.
I'm happy with this.
It was shot out of his hand and Lance's body finally gave out to the exhaustion that coated him like a blanket.
I'm fine.
A/N: I swear I'm fine. I'm just really worried for my friend because I broke her heart I feel like such a bad person. On top of that, my friend and my ex-crush are just slowly crushing me and I don't want to deal with it.