Lances pov

"Lance?!"Matt shouts as I enter my room.

"How'd you get in?"I ask not even bothering to deal with his shocked look.

"I-um hunk let me in, lance what the hell happened to you?"Matt asks worry clear in his voice.

"Nothing important."I say and sit down in a chair at my desk.

"Nothing important?! You look like shit!"he says and grabs a first aid kit from the bathroom.

"You should see the other guy."I laugh. Matt starts to address the bruises and cuts on my face.

"Lance, what ever happened between you and Keith can't be that bad. You too need to make up."Matt says cleaning my face. I hiss out as he presses disinfect to one of my bigger cuts.

"Why are you so interested in me and Keith making up."I question.

"Because look at you! He was a good influence on you, you didn't get as beat up when you were around him!"Matt shouts. I just role my eyes and ignore the rest of what he was saying.

Keith's POV

Time skip

I hear a mock on my door and get up to open it. Once the door swings open I am met with the angered face of Matt.

"You need to fix things with lance."he says in a stern voice...wait was lance, sad that we weren't friends?

"Okay, why though?"I ask.

"You were his impulse control, now that your gone he's going out god knows where and coming back with cuts and bruises."he says. What? Lance is getting hurt? Who's doing this to him? Oh someone is going to die. In my silence Matt must have taken that as me not agreeing to his proposal.

"Keith please, I hate watching him come home all beat up, and then deny it's a big deal, he brushes it off like it doesn't matter."Matt says. I had almost forgot about lances self destructive tendency's.

"God damn it lance."I say and shut the door on Matt. I grab my coat and open the door to see a Matt who is about to knock on it again.

"Oh good your coming."he says.

"Why wouldn't I."I ask the rhetorical question. I ask Matt to leave and let me deal with it on my own, he agrees and leaves wishing me the best of luck. I walk to his dorm, and knock on the door. The door swings open and hunk stands on the other side.

"Lance isn't here, but you can come in and wait for him. Get that prick to calm his shit."hunk says and leaves the door open and walking to his room. Hunk really hates lance now, Lance would never tell me why in our old life.

I go inside the dorm and sit down, I pull out my phone and play on that till I hear the door open and shut.

"God damn it hunk."Lance says loud enough for hunk to hear his words for inside his room. Lanceeyes are trained on my and he has a large cut on his face, it looks deep and it's bleeding fast.

"Lance?! What did you do?"I ask him frantically, I see older cuts and bruises on his face.

"It's fine."he says and walks towards his room.

"Obviously it's not lance, Matt says you have been coming home all messed up more often. What ever is going through your thick skull it needs to stop."I spit out at the boy and follow him into his room.

"I thought we weren't gonna see each other for a while."he growls out.

"Yeah I had time to clear my head, and you had enough time to get your ass kicked."I respond irritation dripping from my words.

"I don't need you by my side to tell me what is right and what is wrong."

"Well if you didn't need me here then you wouldn't look like someone took a fucking hammer to your face."I say, the truth finally sinking in to him, his face falls from its frown into a blank canvas. He closes his eyes and brings his hands up to his head holding it tightly.

"Look dude, I'm sorry....god I'm so tired..."Lance says and plops down on his bed. That's when I notice the large bags under his eyes one blending in with the shades of purple and blue of his black eye and the other standing out on his tan skin.

"You look tired."I say and he gives a weak laugh.

"I've been pulling extra shifts at the coffee shop lately" he mumbles, his world slowing down slightly.

"You should probably get some sleep then."I say and open his bedroom door.

"Wait..."he mumbles lifting his head a little.

"Im glad your back, it's much harder when your not around."lance says. I feel a smile spreed on my lips.

"Yeah I'm glad it's all fixed, it hasn't been easy without you."I say and wait to see if he has anything else to say. He doesn't say anything though instead he pats the spot next to him in his bed.

"We must catch up on wasted time being petty, even if we are both unconscious."he says his words slur together. I walk over to his bed and lay on top of the covers with him.

"Goodn...."he starts but His words slur once more and come to a stop.

"Goodnight."I whisper, and lay in the bed next to lance. He will be mine again.