Two people wanted a part two for this, so here you have it. I hope it is just as good as the first part.

Orange:neutral
Yellow: happy
Blue:sad
Purpil: attraction
Pink: confusion
Green: curious
Black:depressed
Red: angery
Turquoise: concerned
Grey: fear

Lances pov

I stayed in my room, no one seemed to come by. Maybe they already forgot about me. My skin seemed to permanently stay black. As hard as i tried, i tried thinking of happy thoughts, of nice memories, of people we saved, but it never changed, blotches of yellow would appear but it would always turn back to pure black.

I would go out of this room if my skin turned to a pure yellow, maybe i could paint my skin...that would be dangerous it could probably kill me.

Death...a peace full bliss, no one scolding you, no worries, no pain...just darkness. I look at my skin and see blotches of yellow at the thought.

I fell off the bed, my eyes wide and my body begins to shake. I'm-I'm happy?

I feel fear wrap around my throat and squeeze tighter. The yellow blotches turning to grey. I wanted to squirm out of my own skin and run from it.

The truth about my dark mind being revealed to me in these moments.

The thought of death made me happy?

Why? Why would a world of cold darkness, no one around, no one to yell at me- no, no one to talk to. Though who talks to me now?

I can't think like that. Death is bad, a symphony no one can enjoy, a place where nothing can get to you...

But maybe that's why I enjoyed the thought so much, no one being able to yell at me, put me down, the thoughts that haunt my every movement will be gone, all pain will vanish, the scars on my arm won't matter, I won't be able to feel sad.

The yellow had over take my body, and I smile, I can finally see my friends.

I walk out of my room, my mind remaining blank and my skin glowing yellow. I walk into the common room and see them sitting, just relaxing and talking.

They didn't even look for me? My skin turns to a blue, I want to run, leave the room, but it was to late they have already seen me.

"Lance! Your okay!"hunk shouts and walks to me. Like you actually cared... Did even look for me!

"Of course why wouldn't I be."I say in my cocky voice, and putting on a smile even though my skin showed a vibrant dark blue.

"You don't look okay"pidge says from her spot on the coach. Wow someone actually noticed.

"Don't worry pidge I'm good"I say with my same smile. I feel eyes on me from my side. I turn to see Keith skin turquoise.

"Take a picture it will last longer"I say with a smirk. His skin gets red blotches.

"I'll get my camra while you lift up your sleeves"he says, his cold stare staying on me. I back up a little.

"That's not how we agreed to approach him Keith!"hunk shouts. His skin turquoise as well.

"You all already know, why do you need to see"I say, holding onto my sleeves.

"I just want to see the damage you've done"hunk says. The damage I'VE done, what about the damage YOU'VE done to my mental health!

"I think that's for me to know"I say, I get a glimps of my hand, its color red, an emotion other then sadness how vigourating.

"Fine but we need to talk about this"I hear shiros voice. Oh god now all of them are involved.

"Or we could just ignore it like you guys used to do"I say, trying to avoid the subject. All their faces fall skin turning grey.

"Why are all of you scared!"I shout.

"I'm the one getting interrogated! I'm the one whos deepest secrets can be shown on my skin! I'm the one who wants to die!"I shout, as soon as the words fly from my lips I slap my hands over my mouth. Their skin still stays grey, hunk gets blue blotches on his skin, and Keith gets red ones.

"I'm scared that I've neglected you for a long time"hunk whispers out.

"Well you have, and now look at me. I'm a mess of black"I say catching a glimps of my hand that is black with red blotches.

"We want to make this better"pidge says from behind me.

"Good luck with that"I say in a cold tone and walk out. I didn't want to be there.

I didn't have to there.

I don't want to be here.

I don't have to be here.