I feel guilty and weird not uploading (I've had a schedule for so long so it's weird not having it all of a sudden) take this :P

After school the next day, I headed back to my house and not Hunk's. I shut my front door behind me as quietly as possible before sneaking upstairs in the direction of my room. I would have made it had one of the stairs not let me down and creaked when I put my weight on it. Louisa appeared in the hall, staring at me with wide eyes full of disbelief. "Lance, you're home!" She opened up her arms and I bashfully ran into them, allowing her to bury her head into my shoulder.

"I'm sorry I left," I whispered to her. I would apologise to her and my other siblings but my parents didn't deserve an apology. I planned to ignore them as much as I could. "I had to clear my head for a bit."

"I heard what happened." We backed out of the hug and she looked down at our feet. Her voice was shaky and it was my fault. I had made her cry and the guilt was the worst feeling in the world.

"Mum and dad told you..?"

She shook her head, her long hair bouncing as she did so. "I overheard them talking on the phone to Hunk's parents. Why would you do that?" She glanced up at me through sparkling eyes and I couldn't help but embrace her a second time. I rubbed her back as she started to cry softly against me.

"I'm sorry, Lou. Mum and dad were driving me crazy and I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to escape. I- I won't do it again though."

"You promise?"

As I felt her gripping my shirt with her smaller arms, there was no way I could say no. "I promise."

-

Seeing my parents was awkward to say the least. My dad came home first and only knew I had come home when Veronica eagerly screamed to him about it. He called me downstairs and I headed into the kitchen, as slow as possible to postpone the reunion. "Lance..." He whispered and, much to my surprise, he engulfed me into a long hug. I didn't wrap my arms around him, instead pushing him away so we could separate. "I'm so sorry for what I said."

"You should be." There was no way he was getting me to apologise. Everything that had happened was his and my mum's fault; not mine.

"I'm so glad you came home. We were beginning to worry you'd never come home and you can't leave us, alright?" I shrugged, keeping my words minimal so my mixed emotions weren't obvious. Part of me was relieved to be home but the others were furious and distraught. "Son, just so you know, I arranged a meeting with your teacher." Those words were what triggered the emotion. I cracked a tiny smile, hope swelling inside my chest: maybe things would end up okay. "Tomorrow after school."

"Thanks..." I mumbled, even though he didn't deserve to be thanked. Arranging a meeting should have been the first thing him and my mum did when they found out about my potential ADHD. We shouldn't have had to go through fighting and a suicide attempt to get to that point.

-

That night, I tucked Veronica in. She had come into my room, her lips forming a big grin that showed off her teeth. "Tuck me in!" She screamed, jumping up onto my bed. I chuckled at her hyperactivity and wrapped my arms around her, lifting her up and taking her to her room. When I put her back down, she slipped under her covers and grabbed her panda bear. She hugged it tightly against her chest and I smiled softly as I tucked her in. "You can't leave me, Lance-y. Who was meant to tuck me in when you were gone?"

"I know, V. I just had some things to sort out. I'm back now." I ran a hand through her short fringe, swallowing thickly as I looked into her wide, innocent eyes.

"You're never going to leave again?"

"No and that's a promise."

As I flicked off the light and closed the door of my little sister's bedroom, I made a vow to myself. I wouldn't try to give up again. I was going to keep going for the sake of Louisa. For the sake of Veronica . For the sake of Keith.

-

Sharpshooter01: I'm back home

RedLion2000: You still want to talk like this?

Sharpshooter01: Uh... yeah?

RedLion2000: I thought you might want to stop talking to me after finding out who I was

Sharpshooter01: Why on earth would I do that

Sharpshooter01: If anything, I want to talk to you more

RedLion2000: Really? You aren't joking?

Sharpshooter01: Yes really and no I'm not joking. You're cute :P

RedLion2000: ...Thanks

Sharpshooter01: That's when you're supposed to say 'you too'

RedLion2000: You too

Sharpshooter01: Thanks, love you too x

RedLion2000: I hate you

RedLion2000: Also back to the original subject, are you okay now you're home? How'd you parents react? They aren't bothering you, are they?

Sharpshooter01: They were happy to see me

RedLion2000: I knew they would be :)

Sharpshooter01: And dad arranged a meeting with my teacher about my potential ADHD. I have to admit that did shock me a bit

RedLion2000: That's awesome! I knew things would end up okay

Sharpshooter01: Yeah because you know eeeverything :P

RedLion2000: Like I know that you're cute

Sharpshooter01: Oh damn smooth

Sharpshooter01: U flirting?

RedLion2000: Ew no

Sharpshooter01: :(((

RedLion2000: ...unless you wanted me to flirt with you

Sharpshooter01: Pfft no

Sharpshooter01: ...maybe I did want you to flirt

RedLion2000: In which case

RedLion2000: I did what kids may call a 'flirt'

Sharpshooter01: Nerd

Sharpshooter01: But cute nerd

RedLion2000: I've got to go I'm sorry

Sharpshooter01: Don't miss me too much

RedLion2000: Trust me, I won't

-

Keith was going to get me put into a mental asylum. He made me feel like I was walking on air and just thinking about him made me smile and blush. I was sat at my desk, a piece of plain paper in front of me, along with a box of coloured pencils, a rubber and my regular pencil. I picked up the pencil and just started to sketch whatever came to mind.

It shouldn't have surprised me when I started to draw out beautiful eyes. Ones that I never failed to get lost in. Then a small, adorable nose and the mullet. I smiled ever so slightly as I finished up the initial sketch and picked up the colouring pencils.

I liked him. I liked him so much.

Sorry it sucks. I might come back and edit this chapter at some point. Who knows?