~~langst~~ (one shots)

you

"My depression. Always the same god damn answer. I'm getting real sick and tired of your bullcrap lance" he growls.

"But it's true" i tell him.

"You know what I'm starting to not believe you! You never give me enough attention and then you give me way too much!" He screams.

"Keith that doesn't even make sense" i tell him growing a little angry.

How can he say he doesn't belive me when he has seen my wrists, when he has seen me at my worst.

"I need someone who doesn't treat me so hot and cold!" He shouts. "You're obviously not able to do that! You're a pathetic sniviling child. Your stupid scars! That just shows how pathetic you really are!" He yells in my face. He digs his finger into my chest. Hurting me.

"Keith what the fuck!" I scream. Tears are burning my eyes now. " i thought I explained it to you! I thought you said you understand what I'm going through!" I say my voice breaking.

"Well maybe I lied and you're just being pathetic" he snarls.

I take a step my my heart feeling like it's been crushed.

"Keith... how could you say that to me" i whisper.

"I'm breaking up with you lance. I can't deal with your bullshit anymore and believe me. It's bullshit" he growls crossing his arms and scowling.

"You're pathetic. You need to take your things and find a new place to stay" he glares at me.

"But I don't have anywhere!" I cry scared now.

"Too bad" Keith snarls.

I try to swallow the lump in my throat but it won't move.

I just look down sadly and nod. "If that's what you want..." i whisper.

I look up and slowly walk from the room to our bedroom to pack up some of my stuff

I gather up some clothes and a few things I'll need.

"I'll come back for the rest if I find a place to stay..." i say quietly looking at keith one last time before walking out of the dorm room.

I walk down the streets aimlessly not sure where I'm going to go.

Hunk and pidge live a 4 hour car trip away. My mom and step dad live the same distance... not that I'd want to go anywhere near him. All my siblings moved to different countries.

I'm screwed.

I find a sheltered spot and sit down and cry.

●●●time skip a few months later●●●

I've found a place to stay. It's awful here. I deserve it i guess. It is better then the streets though. I live with a guy called Jordan. He's nice but he doesn't live in a great place.

He gives me my space I give him his.

The thing is I use my space to hurt myself. I guess I could use less space.

Jordan interrupts my thoughts.

"Hey there's a party tonight and I have no one to go with. It's on the college campus. Would you like to come with me dude?" he asks.

This may sound like he's asking me out be he is most definitely straight.

"Sure it's not like I have anything better to do" I mumble tiredly.

"Well it's in 10 minutes so I'd hurry up and get ready" he says grinning.

I sigh and get up off the couch. I walk into my room and quickly take my pajamas off and put on some blue jeans a white and blue shirt and my jacket.