The next morning was actually okay. Since he took the sleepy meds it kept his sleep dreamless and deep. Nothing was out of place however Lance knew the creep could see him. His phone, his laptop, none of that was safe.

All of his classes were pretty chill since it was mostly reading and a worksheet or two. He was excited for his next class though. Shiro was just his favorite teacher. If he had a problem whether it be relationship issues or bullies Shiro always gave him the best advice.

5th period was dismissed and he grabbed his bag. He headed to the large room that Shiro taught in. it looked like a classic college classroom with the elevated seating. Lance sat in front because often Shiro would talk to him during free work time. He wasn't just a teacher to Lance, he was a friend even though he may not think so towards Lance.

He took his seat and pulled out his laptop, that he absolutely wished he could just put back in his bag and never see again. However his assignment was on it… unfinished… crap.

Shiro was going to hold him after class for sure! Maybe he could finish it really quick, it wouldn't be a good project but its better then turning in nothing. Class had started and Shiro was sending kids to print out their projects. Unfortunately, it was taking forever for his laptop to boot up.

"Lance? Come on bud, I need your paper," Shiro leaned on his desk waiting for his assignment. Lance bit his lip trying to come up with an excuse to avoid disappointing the adult but his project wasn't even done and his laptop was taking forever.

"I apologize sir… my laptop has been acting up lately and when I was halfway done with the project it closed it out. And now it wont even turn on!" Lance gestured to the device as it still had the loading screen.

Shiro put a hand on his hip and let out a frustrated sigh. He really like Lance but no matter, he still didn't get his project done and Shiro couldn't play favorites. "Stay after and we'll see if we can't get the laptop to turn on." Shiro gave a smile trying to be nice as possible to Lance. "Call me sir again and I'll fail you."

That had Lance feeling better, the little jokes Shiro had made the situation much less tense. Lance kept messing with his computer trying to see if it would turn on but to no avail. He just laid his head down and groaned. Just as he was giving up he heard it ding. That meant it finally booted up.

He sat up and looked to the screen with hope that he might get the project done before the end of class but fate had other plans. There, in the window he saw a picture. It was the girl that was in the stream only he wouldn't have been able to tell if he didn't know the situation.

She was covered in blood and her limbs were torn from her body. Her hair was pulled from her head and the eyes were missing, lost in the gory mess of blood and guts in her lap, or what used to be her lap. Her skin was pealed from half of her face to the bone. On her chest right above her heart was a bloody mess of letters carved into her skin. It was his name, it was his name. Right there in red. Red.

Lance wasted no time getting up and hopping over his desk to make it to the trash can. He hadn't even eaten today, he wasn't sure what he was about to throw up but he couldn't keep it down. Bile worked its way up his throat and made its way out. It was unpleasant to throw up in class but it wasn't like he had a choice. He shook visibly and began to sweat as he finished up.

Shiro saw lance in distress and was at his side in an instant rubbing his back soothingly. "Lance, come on, lets go out in the hall," he said making sure he wasn't going to blow any more chunks. He was clearly shaken, Shiro could tell.

Lance nodded with a trembling lip as Shiro held his upper arm as if he was just going to collapse, which he very well could have at this point. Once in the hall Lance leaned on the wall and slid down to sit. He couldn't get his hands to stop shaking. He had a nasty taste in his mouth that he would very much like to rid of but standing was not something he wanted to do.

Shiro knelt down by Lance careful not to spook the boy. He let out a sigh and ran a hand through his floof that had turned white… probably from all the kids he has to deal with every day.

"Are you sick? Do you need to go home?" he asked in concern. He defiantly babied his students more than a normal teacher would but he was showing common human decency to someone who shows him kindness each and every day.

Lance shook his head quickly. His tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth out of nervousness. "I want my mom," he said forgetting any pride he had before all this happened. His mom protected him from dozens of monsters in the past, boogie man, ghosts, goblins, all of it. She would protect him from this freak too. That's at least what he wanted to believe.

In a real life situation, she would probably be gutted in the matter of seconds by Red. God he just didn't want to be alone.

"You can call her, I'll stay here with you until she picks you up," he said in a caring manor. Lance smiled at him, it was small and somewhat sad but it was there.

Lance did as he said and pulled out his phone, the same phone that he watched him with. His hand clasped around his mouth to keep himself from throwing up once again. Luckily he got it to go back down, ignoring Shiro's offer to grab the trash can. He had his mom on speed diel of course.

She didn't answer.

Shiro saw Lance tear up, this was the first time he had ever seen the boy on the verge of tears. It was concerning and almost heart wrenching to watch.

"I can drive you to your apartment after class," he offered. It was inappropriate for him to do as a teacher but he could care less at the moment.

Lance shook his head and let out a choked sob that struck Shiro in the gut. His tears streamed down his face as he finally let go of whatever he was trying to hold back.

"N-no… I don't want to be alone, please don't leave me alone, I don't want to die," he sobbed almost begging Shiro. He was to wrecked from whatever happened that now he thought he was going to die if left alone? That worried Shiro very much.

"Lance listen to me, you need to tell me why you are upset," he said calmly and carefully. Lance looked hesitantly at Shiro.

"I can't," Lance answered simply. If he told Shiro, some way, somehow, the Red Paladin would know. Lances mind went to the worst possible scenarios. What if he pulled Shiro into this mess and he got killed. God.

Shiro bit his lip not wanting to push Lance. "Alright, I really shouldn't be doing this but you are an adult, I'll drive you to my house for a bit after school, just until you feel you can go home, do you want to do that?" he asked raising his eyebrow.

Lance sniffled and nodded. He liked that idea. Shiro for sure could protect him. Now he just had to wait for school to end.