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           Cutting. Lance had heard of it before. It had crossed his mind a lot, while his  father brutally beat him up, and his mother spent time away, saying it's for the best.

"Lance?" Keith asked, looking at his friend as he read the poster.
"I have to go to the bathroom" Lance laughed falsely, but it seemed real.
Keith nodded, and Lance zoomed to the bathroom. He pulled out a razor blade, which he kept with him because of the constant need to shave (and because Pidge always points out he has a beard) , and gently set it on his skin, his mind spinning.
No one will know. No one will Care.

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"Hey! Your back!" Keith smiled as Lance walked over to him.
"Hey, Keith!" He smiled and held out his hand for a high five, grateful as Keith high fived it. There was a slight spark of fear within him that he wouldn't.

"What time is it?" Lance asked as his eyes once again skimmed the poster he had seen before.
"It's 6:56-"
Lance had zoned out, staring at the poster as he read some detail about it, and paused as it hit him. I have 4 minutes to get home!?!?

"Hey, my dad said I have to be home by 7" Lance said in a slight hurry, somewhat startling Keith. He gave Lance a look before speaking, "Oh, okay, um. I'll gather the others, meet you at the exit" he nodded and made a dash down the hallway, while Lance made his way to the exit doors.

Once he was there, he checked out his wrists. 4 cuts lined them, and they each slowly oozed blood, but just barely any. I'll need some band-aids. He thought with a sickening feeling encasing his gut.

He gently rolled up his sleeves again, and after about 5 minutes, spotted a raven haired boy walking towards him. "About time"
Lance forced a laugh, surprising himself at how real it sounded.
"Yeah, this log wanted to finish his snack from the snack bar" Pidge nudged Hunk with a laugh.
"Hey! The food was better than a restaurant's!" He crossed his arms.
"Sorry" Pidge laughed, and Lance smiled a little as Keith laughed slightly, a small smile on his face.
"Alright, let's get going. It's 7:01"
OH. NO.
Lance hid his fear with a smile, "Yep! Let's move out!" He laughed.

"Hey.. Keith?" Lance paused as Keith walked with him to his door.
"Yeah Lance?" He asked, a small smile appearing on his face.
"Do.. you think I could stay the night with you..? It's Friday, so I.. I just thought-"
"Sure" Keith smiled. "Pack your things"
"Um, actually I'm good without packing" Lance smiled nervously.
"Oh. Okay then, let's go tell your parents-"
"No need" Lance smiled and held out his phone, skipping away from his door.
"I'll text" he made a goofy face.
Keith laughed, "Alright weirdo. Text away" he walked by Lance's side the whole time on their way down the street, Lance was slightly happier than usual.