The envelope sat on the table and was studiously avoided for several days. Even though it was being ignored, Keith didn't let anyone move it from its place at the table. They had even eaten around it. And now Keith could see it was starting to rub Allura the wrong way, her impatience was starting to show in visible ways. Finally, as he was laying down on the couch staring at the ceiling when it all came to a head. Allura's head suddenly blocked his view.

"I can't do this. Open the damn letter or I will." She growled. Her normally happy face was scrunched up in irritation.

"Allura.."

"Don't you 'Allura' me. Stop being a damned coward and go open the letter." Shiro looked up from the couch. But he didn't interfere, the filthy traitor. Allura seemed to calm down a little, then a small sadistic smile creeped along her face. "I guess since you aren't going to read it, I'll just throw it away." She moved toward the table but Keith leapt over the couch and launched himself at the table. He managed to snag the envelope before Allura, and danced to the other side of the table. She placed her hands on the table, her eyes fierce.

"Open it now, Keith, or by the love of God, I will take it and burn it." He backed up into the wall, and with shaky hands pulled the letter from its confines. It was a few pages of lined paper that had Lance's terrible scribbles on it. He let out a soft sigh before sinking into the chair in front of him. A soft hand landed on his shoulder, and he looked up through blurry eyes at Shiro.

"I can read it aloud for you, if you want." His voice was soft and warm, and Keith handed him the letter. Shiro opened the letter before sighing. "His writing is terrible. Okay. Here goes."

Pidge or Hunk, or I guess the both of you guys,

So, as you probably realized, I took the cowards way out. Not the literal cowards way out, I totally didn't kill myself, just an expression, whatever! This is so not what I wanted to say!

Anyways, I'm not in town right now. Actually, I have no idea just where I'm gonna be when you read this. I just realized a few weeks ago, that I can't be here. I just can't. I thought I was okay with life moving on, I thought I could take him moving on. But I can't watch it ok? That night at the bar was, well it sucked, but it put things in perspective ok? I realized that I don't think that it is gonna be possible for me to get over Keith, or maybe forgive myself, if I stay here. It was dangerous for me there. It hurt so much when I saw him there with that other guy. It killed me, but at the same time, I almost stayed there, just to watch him. It took me days to get out of that funk. And I realized that it was probably gonna be like this every time I see him. And I know I'm not strong enough. Just thinking about him is killing me right now. It's literally driving me insane. So, I just need to go, I don't know where yet, or for how long.

Maybe I'll start in Cuba, go visit my Abuelos. I'm fairly sure everything'll be fine. Anyway, I know that the two of you are probably freaking out about cost 'n stuff. But it's fine. I sold all the stuff in the apartment, except for a couple things that my Tia is keeping for me. I had almost $15,000 saved up before the break up. So I have money. Plus I can just do odd jobs wherever I go. It'll be fine.

So I know that you're both pretty mad right now, but if you guys ever wanna get in touch. I will be answering emails at this address, thetravelingjerk . Also, if you are ever really curious about what I'm up to without wanting to actually talk with me, I would suggest you look up The Traveling Jerk.

Okay, that's all I gotta say. Hopefully we'll talk soon.

Love ya,

Lance

Keith's head spun. Lance felt bad. That made sense, but bad enough that he needed to run away? Less sense. He shook his head hoping to displace all the hovering thoughts in it.

"Is that it? There's nothing else?" Shiro shook his head.

"Nothing else." He sighed and put the letter back down in front of him. "So what are you going to do?" Keith sighed.

"I can't do anything else, can I?" Keith murmured as he pulled out his phone. "I'm not sure I want to talk with him. But, I do want to know if he's, y'know, ok."

He opened the screen. Then slowly opened up google. The words 'The Traveling Jerk' appeared on it, but his finger hovered above the enter button. Before he summoned the courage to do so, he heard an annoyed huff and Allura jabbed his screen.

"Taking too damn long, Keith."

He didn't have time to be irritated with her, as the first search item popped up as a travel blog. He held his breath and touched the item. The screen changed to a very basic blog set up, but what caught his eye was a stunning picture of a beach sunset. It was filled with vibrant and lively reds, blues, and pinks. The sight nearly took his breath away. Then the caption that accompanied it put a lump in his throat.

I once wished to share this sight with someone who once loved me.

He scrolled down there were lots of pictures of places, but finally managed to find the main menu. He opened the introduction window, and read the whole thing.

Hi. I'm not really sure if anyone is even interested in my kind of a travel blog. I intend to move all over the globe, to see just what is out there, and maybe find a bit of myself along the way. You can call me blue.(Keith smiled softly, of course he'd be making stupid puns). Omg, if any of my friends read that, they'd get a kick out of it. Anyhoo, I'll respond to blue or the Traveling Jerk, which in all reality is what I am.

I started travelling, well, due to a bad break-up. Now before anyone starts consoling me, I am 100% totally at fault. I was an asshole. I said and did things that honestly, I don't think I can ever take back really, no matter how much I want to. Anyways, I'm the idiot ex now. It had been a good two months since we had broken up, we hadn't spoken to each other or seen each other that whole time, when I saw them, let's call 'em Red, out and about with someone new. It was like a kick to the stomach, man. I mean, I knew in my head that one day he'd move on with someone new, but I just never really thought I'd see it. And when I did, it hurt more than anything I'd ever experienced. I realized that Red was moving on with their life, searching for love with someone worthy of being at his side. And I knew that I wasn't strong enough to stay there and watch it all go down. So I ran away. I ran without telling anyone, except a couple of relatives to help me plan out my trip.

Now a couple of warnings here, I don't recommend doing what I am doing, unless you happen to be fluent in at least a few languages. Luckily, I am fluent in six languages, and like less than stellar in a couple more. So if you are thinking of traveling the world, you need to prep before committing. Anyways, now you know. I'm a Jerk on the run from his life and his feelings. But I am sure to snap a few amazing shots along the way.

It ended with a picture of a plane ticket and a medallion of some kind. This didn't do much to help clear Keith's head. But at least it seemed that Lance was in an alright mental state. No matter what happened between them, He couldn't quite bring himself to hate the other boy.

"So, Keith?" Shiro seemed concerned and Keith shook his head.

"It seems that he is travelling the world."

"Oh. Wow."

"Maybe you guys should check it out." Keith murmured before rising from his chair. "I'm going to head home. I have some reading to catch up on."