Moments that felt like hours passed by. Lance felt hopeless with the fact that all he could do was wait. "No" He thought to himself quickly as his legs rouse from the chair he had before slumped upon. "I'm not just going to sit idle here while they have their little talk, hes in danger and he needs you Lance!"  Before Lance could even get inches from the door there was a loud sound of voices that filled the atmosphere. He could barely make out any of the conversation that was occuring, most only being some harsh slurs and insulting names. 

"I don't trust you anymore Lucas! Anything and everything you say is just a lie!" The familiar broken voice managed to make itself clear through the door of which Lance ever so leaned against, placing an ear heavily against it.

"It's not like last time! I'm sorry okay! I loved you and you wouldn't see me like that even after all I did for you even after all the hints I showed you. Your ex really was like that, a few white lies wasn't the worst thing but- but now these photos are real i'm swearing to you Keith you need to believe me! Hes deceiving you, i'm just trying to protect you!" "What photos?" Is all that Lance could ponder as the voices only seemed to grow more tired and impatient.

"Cut the bull-crap, Lance isn't like that at all, he would never do that to me! Unlike you he actually shows me that he loves and cares for me instead of just saying those cursed three dreadful words like you would use for an excuse every time!" It seemed the other male was about to counter before Lance's well known stubborn mullet boyfriend was to interject once again. "You never even kissed me with any ounce of love or affection. You would let go of my hand in public because you were embarrassed of me. Lance calls me names but in a joking sense what you did was make me feel so bad about my own self that I don't even know how to look in a mirror anymore, for the longest time I couldn't even believe when someone complimented me." Lance mentally was screaming at this point, only wanting the ever so sweet feel of wrapping his arms around the shorter male and breathing in his soothing scent. He knew he was crying by now just by how the tiny squeak in his voice bounced off the air.

"You know what my friends were like Keith, I didn't want them to hurt you in anyway and if they saw us like that they would-" 

"I don't want to hear any of it anymore. Lucas you need to stop and listen to this very closely just this once for me." There was a long pause between his final word and it felt like the air even within the interior of the house was full of tension and awkwardness. The harsh feeling of unknowing and impatience shifted up inside of Lance's stomach as he waited on. "Lucas you need to learn the difference between love and need. I am not the same weak and insecure toy you can just take with you and do whatever with anymore. Lance...Lance showed me that, he opened my eyes. Lance helped me with my issues, he listened something you could never do!" Keith had yelled out the last line and Lance could only assume he was bawling at this moment, only inches away from the others face. "Enough already."  Was all he could think rationally.

Lance wiped open the door that managed to take both of the other males off guard as both their eyes grew wide. His assumption from before was accurate and he watched as streams of tears rolled down the shorter paler males cheeks who stared at him in horror.

Lucas ran a hand down his face slowly, giving off a un-amused groan before opening his mouth again. "Lance this Lance that. He must really be something eh?" He said slyly before turning his head towards him. Lance perked his head down to the overly bleached haired males hands that clenched a bundle of papers harshly. He pointed directly at them without second thought.

"What photos were you talking about?" He managed to get a exhausted laugh out of the other before the paper was held up in an acceptable viewpoint. In a few of the pictures it was just simply him holding hands with another girl and in others it was lip to lip contact. His heart stopped a beat when he finally realized the face of this mysterious girl that littered all of the photos. "How the hell did you manage to get photos of me and my ex?" Lance didn't quite know if the sigh coming from Keith was a happy or bitter one, he would explain it all later of course.

Lance watched as Lucas inched towards him and leaned against his shoulder with a brutal force, his mouth going beside his ear before whispering oh so quietly. "The same way you found all those little records of me. You play dirty i'll play dirty." With that he moved back to his original position and turned his focus back on the other boy who had seemed to get a control over his emotional outburst. "I will show you that what we had wasn't a waste of time. You belong to me and me only despite if you agree with it or not." 

"Over my dead body creep." Keith hissed as both remaining boys watched the other walk back to a classy looking white car and swooped himself inside, wasting no time to start the engine and make his departure. Keith took a glance up at the Cuban boy who seemed to be staring off into the distant before he took notice.

"There's a lot I have to explain to you but for now there's a lot you need to explain to me." The raven haired boy gave a small nod before turning his gaze to the sky as well, breathing a small sigh. He extended his hand towards the others that laid at his side lonely like. Without hesitation both laced within each-others with almost death-grip holds and their bodies shifted to make a comforting contact as both continued to stare out into the sky contently.