Lances POV
November 15th
3:51 am

I didn't even bother going home after i got out of the hospital. I didn't have the heart to tell my mother what was going on in my head, to apologize to everyone that was at the house that day. Or to even see the kids, I don't remember much of that day, but fuck i regret it.

Since i didn't go home, I've been staying at Hunk's. I was more comfortable cause he vividly knew what happened, I would feel more comfortable telling him later on.

Of course my family have been calling and texting me, I dont have the heart to reply. I do want to leave Hunk's house, i feel like i'm to much on him and his family.

I had gotten up off the bed, I peeked at the bed next to mine where Hunk was sleeping. "Good he is asleep." I whispered. I changed, put all of my things into my bag, put my shoes on and started to head out.

It was dark out, so it was kind of sketchy that i was walking around this early. Fuck I should have thought about this more. If i just appear at my house out of no where at 4 am, Mama will kill me. I will wake up everyone, everyone will be upset with me for not picking up my phone. Fuck this was such a mistake.

I paused on the sidewalk. I took out my phone, the brightness typically blinded me. I scrolled through my contacts list, "Keith!" I whispered. I called him.

Keith: "Whats wrong with you? Go back to sleep."

Lance: "Im stupid, can I come over?"

Keith: "What did you do?"

Lance: "Please? I have no where to stay."

Keith: "Fine... Do you need a ride?"

Lance: "No I dont, ill be over in 20."