Third POV

Pidge's eyes were flowing with tears, it almost seemed never ending.

"When we left Italy." She hiccuped. "I went to a new school. It was a new start, so I didn't know anybody. I went to the local public middle school. It was hard going there, I was all alone. When I began excelling in my classes, the other students noticed. I was called a nerd, daily. In the class they threw paper balls at me even when the teacher was looking. The teachers never cared, they hated me the most." Pidge tried wiping her eyes, but to no avail. The tears just kept coming. She didn't know how to stop them. She didn't want them seeing her like this. So fragile, so weak.

"Name calling. I thought it would just be that. Kids can't do any real harm, not like dad, but they still found ways. After a month, it started getting serious. At first it was just shoving or pushing me in the hall way, but when you came home with bruises and cuts, anyone could tell it was something more. I thought coming to this country that I heard so highly about would be an amazing experience, but again I was getting hurt. I tried telling my parents that I just kept falling, you know? Pidge just being clumsy, but Matt. He was the one to find out first, it was when he decided to pick me up from school on his way home that he saw me being corned and soon beaten up. He told me at first he didn't believe it was me and began walking into school to find me, but when the small crowd disappeared and he saw a small girl clutching her broken wrist with scars all over, he knew for a fact it was his little sister. Those bullies broke my wrist, pretty badly actually. Took my left wrist 6 months to fully heal, and because of it I had to learn how to write with my right hand. It felt like I was starting from the beginning. I needed help from teachers to write, it was awful. That was one of the times that I felt so powerless and useless. I couldn't do anything, no matter how hard I tried."

Weak

"I felt weak. I am weak." And finished.

"Why is that?" Allura questioned.

"Because that's what it-." She stopped herself. "He told me." She corrected. Pidge didn't want them finding out about that voice.

"What's that's not to believe anyway?" Katie tried changing the subject. "I wasn't strong enough. I wasn't strong enough to tell someone else what my dad was doing, I wasn't strong enough to stand up for myself against some stupid middle school bullies, I wasn't strong enough to stop Sendak from capturing me, and I damn well wasn't strong enough to stop Matt and Sam from dying! After everything that happened, I still try to kill myself because I'm not strong enough!"

"Stop!" Lance cried. "Stop thinking that you're useless and weak, because you are on bad ass motherfucker."

"Lance!" The leader called.

"And so what, you have a couple of people who didn't believe in you. But you had some right? Those are the ones that matter. If you only focus on the negative things people say about you, it's gonna get you nowhere. There are so many positive things about you, that you don't probably even know yet."

"Lance is right, Pidge. We all have negative things about us, but we still focus on the positive."

"Wow. I thought I'd never see the day when Mullet decides to side with me."

"The point is." Keith rolled his eyes at Lance. "You're strong, probably the strongest out of all of us. Because if you could keep all that in, with a smile on you're face, then anything is possible."

"I don't know if I should clap or cry, cause damn that was beautiful." Lance gasped.  "Katie, you do understand we're here for you? We're not leaving anytime soon."

"I- I just don't know what to do with myself. Don't get me wrong living with you guys has been amazing and I couldn't ask for better friends, but I still have some family on earth, you know? I abandoned my mother, and now she's left all alone. No son, husband, and now daughter. Was that the right thing to do? I know coming here was inevitable, but some part of me thinks that it's my fault. It's my fault that Hunk and Lance followed me to the roof, it's my fault we found Shiro and Keith, that we found the blue lion and being stuck in space. If i just stayed in my room and followed the rules for goddamn once! We wouldn't be in this situation!" Pidge gasped. She was losing her breath faster than anyone would've liked. "And I- i don't understand why I'm like this. I don't know why I'm always so fucking depressed! I've tried to do better, I swear! But nothing ever works!"

Nothing ever does with you. You're worthless and taking up their time! They've already heard this shit from you before! 

Pidge starts to break down again.

Can you do anything right? Is this all you have to show for yourself? A useless brat, that's what I'd say. That's what he'd say.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She whimpered. "I know I've already said this all before and I'm probably getting annoying now, but don't leave me alone. I don't want to be alone."

"Who said you were gonna do this alone? I did say we weren't leaving you anytime soon." Lance pulled her close. "We would never leave you, especially not now. I will definitely not leave you. You'll probably get sick of me pretty soon, and that's fine. It's not like you can just get rid of me!" 

"All of us will be here for you Pidge." Shiro rested his hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah." Hunk smiled softly.

"I have such amazing friends." she whispered. Pidge kept clinging to Lance, pulling him closer and closer.

Friends? You think they consider you a friend? 

Yes?  They couldn't be lying this whole time, could they?

Did you really think someone could like you? He obviously didn't.

"We're here for you, Pidgey." The blue paladin whispered into the group hug.

"Thank you. Thank you so much."