July 1st
1:31AM

-Warning, slightly triggering scene. For your safety, if you don't like cutting/Panic attacks/ or anything like that, I suggest you skip the part I mark with a "X"-

Lance opened his eyes to the sound of rain pouring on his window. his heart was beating faster than ever before, and he felt he could faint as he realized he had passed out on his bed, right before he could start drawing. Right after he sat on the window sill, with no thoughts..

he had fallen asleep picturing Keith. Which meant the drawing wasn't real.

Lance felt his stomach give a violent start, and he covered his mouth to stop himself from vomiting, No.. no, no, no.. He thought, pressing the red button right beside his bed, which read "Emergency services". It made a small buzzing noise, and soon, Laura was in the room with two other nurses. she noticed Lance was throwing up and having a coughing fit, taking action quickly.

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July 1st
2:02AM

"Feeling any better Lance?" Laura asked as she got out a thermometer. Lance laid back against his pillows, shaking his head in a no. His mind was spinning, thinking about his suicidal moment, thinking about Keith getting angry with him, thinking about his family leaving him behind... he felt gone.

Laura could tell something was troubling him, "Lance, hunny, if there is anything you want to talk to me about you can" Laura said, fixing the thermometer and putting it in lance's mouth gently. Lance nodded as she took it out.

"102.2" Laura sighed and looked at Lance. She gave a soft smile and messed up his hair gently, "Your boyfriend called"

Lance felt his eyes widen slightly, "Keith?" Lance asked weakly, and she gave a nod, "he's coming in to see you as soon as possible, he said" She mimicked him, and fixed Lance's blankets.

"Laura.." Lance looked at her, his heart breaking, "I got upset with him yesterday" his voice cracked. "He left me. And I allowed him to"

Laura looked at him, "He sounded very guilty. I knew something happened. Well-"

She paused as there was a knock at the door, and Keith walked in. He looked panic stricken, and sad. Lance felt guilt flash through him. But more than anything, he felt fear.

Laura nodded, "I'll check on you later, Lance" Laura smiled sweetly, and left with the thermometer in-hand.

Keith watched her leave, then numbly walked over to Lance and sat down, "I'm.. so sorry I tried to make you write. I just thought I could help. I wanted you to get better. I wanted to help you write again. Please understand that-"

"It's okay" Lance interrupted him, a smile appearing on his face, "Your okay Mullet" he gave a soft chuckle.

Keith smiled and gave a soft laugh, tears falling down his face as he hugged lance. Relief and Happiness washed over both of them as they hugged, and only when Keith let go, did he notice they both were crying.

Lance began to cough, laying back against his pillows, "Crap.." he breathed.

Keith looked at him in fear and put his hand to Lance's forehead. Lance sighed in relief at Keith's cold hand. Keith sighed and bent down, kissing Lance on his forehead, "What am I going to do with you..?" He asked.

Lance felt his face turn fiery and red as he opened his eyes and looked at Keith. Keith's face went red immediately and he stood up in panic, "I-Uh-have to go to the bathroom" he said and walked into the bathroom that was built into the room.

***

Keith decided he was staying the night at the hospital with Lance. Lance didn't object, for he felt terrible for yelling at Keith, and felt ill with fever.

Lance's mind also worried for himself. He wanted Keith to stay with him, in case he felt the need to sit on the window sill again.

Lance laid in his bed, his legs trembling at the thought of it. He didn't want to leave Keith. He didn't want to leave anyone. I can't let Keith know I was feeling this way. He thought.

Laura came in and looked at Lance, "Lance, hunny, I need you to make sure you shave and brush your teeth. You look like a gorilla" she joked, setting the razor on the desk near the window.

Lance smiled and stood up, "Okay mom" he paused, then his face went red in embarrassment, "I-I MEAN- *cough* I mean, Laura" Lance said, with a nervous smile.

Laura gave a laugh, then walked back out of the room. Keith laughed, "Wow Lance. Mom"

"Shut up, Mullet" Lance growled at him, then looked out the window. Keith paused, then walked over to Lance and pulled the blankets off of him, "Alright, do what Laura says, Lance"

Lance hopped out of with with a glare at Keith, "I can do it myself, mullet" He grumbled, and walked into the built in bathroom, shutting the door and looking at the utensils, which were already prepared for him by Laura. Alrighty... I gotta remember where the Razor went.. he thought, then remembered that Laura had put it on the desk.

He walked out of the room, ignoring the comment Keith gave him about still looking like a gorilla, and grabbing the razor. Lance looked out the window and felt a surge of panic run through him as he thought about what happened again, Don't remember, Lance shivered, walking back to the bathroom in a hurry and shutting the door, locking it. He set the razor down and hovered over the sink with his hands on the sides of the sink, panting.

X
Don't think about it, Lance, He looked at himself in the mirror, Don't remember the window incident. Don't remember why you did it in the first place, Lance put his hand on his head in panic, feeling as if the walls were closing in on him, I.. I have to get out of here. He thought, tears running down his cheeks.

"Lance? you okay?" Keith asked from outside of the bathroom. it sounded faint and distant to Lance as he looked around the room trying to calm down, What is wrong with me?! Lance gasped for breath, feeling as if he couldn't breathe, Stop panicking! he thought, and grabbed the razor, Just shave and get out! Lance felt his hands tremble, as all he could do was stare at the Razor, Maybe I can use this to snap myself out of these thoughts..! he thought in panic, and quickly rolled up his sleeves, setting the Razor on his wrist and giving a sharp tug. He grunted as blood began to trickle from the wound.

You have to calm down lance, He trembled, placing the razor a little higher from that one and tugging at it. another mark, blood just barely noticeable on the wound. He paused as he heard Keith bang on the door, "Lance! please answer me, are you okay!?" he called.

X (Ending of scene)

"Keith" Lance's voice trembled as he unlocked the door, "Please help me" he pleaded. Keith burst into the bathroom in concern, and saw lance's wrist. panic surged through him as he quickly opened the cabinets in the bathroom, searching  for wrap, "It's okay Lance, it's okay" he said, finding the wrap and opening it.

He quickly opened the wrap and began to wrap lance's cuts, his mind spinning, Why has he not told me he felt like this!? Why couldn't I notice?! "I'm sorry Lance" Keith started crying as he finished wrapping it. He grabbed Lance by his shoulders and tugged him as close as he could get to him, hugging him tight.

Lance was crying and trembling like crazy, "Please get me out of here. please" he coughed, hugging Keith back tightly. Keith guided him out of the bathroom and sat him on his bed, sitting beside him and hugging him once more. Lance continued to cry, his hands too shaky to hold a grip on Keith anymore. Keith had noticed this, and took lance's hands in his, then set them on his lap, re-curving his arms around the Cuban boy.

Lance Continued to cry.
Keith Began to cry.