he’s nearly out of breath, face beat red as the beads of perspiration slither down the sides of his face, along his jaw. chest heaving, he’s at his brother’s side before the teacher even has a chance to yell at him. gloved fingers are quick to grab the other’s backpack, zipping it open before carelessly shoving his essentials in. he can hear the teacher nearing, demanding an explanation, but the boy gives none, ignoring the yelling with ease. violet hues flicker to meet his brother’s gaze, && he shoves his bag back into his hands.
❛ we’re going home && we’re going home now. ❜ he grabs at lance’s forearm then tugs, as if to show the urgency in the matter. he couldn’t explain here, he wouldn’t. if he did they would call him crazy, say he was on drugs. lance was the only one who could possibly believe the past thirty minutes he had endured. they needed to get somewhere safe.
keith had hoped in the very least that the other would catch on, understand the desperation in his tone. it was only a matter of time before the world as they knew it became total && utter shit. in fact, it had been a long time coming.
❛ ———— it’s an emergency. ❜
Unsure of what was happening the rushed attitude and demeanor of dark haired individual sent shivers down his spine. Keith was normally one for acting abrasive, yet remaining cool and collected, to see the panic in his eyes was enough to send him reeling. Standing up he tried to put the backpack on ignoring the teachers enraged outbursts as he gave a nod to the other. Whatever emergency was happening, whether it be all a big prank or ruse he was going to follow the lead of someone who he cared deeply about.
Darting from the classroom leaving not only his teacher but the class in a state of confusion he ran along side Keith to exit the building. Eyes trained forwards as they pushed from the building taking steps to get home in a hurry. Looking over it had almost seemed like blood was slightly splattered onto the shirt of his brother. Lance began to wonder if he’d gotten involved in some sort of gang activity and they were on the hunt for him. He was rather rebellious and had a lackluster attitude when it came to society. If that had been the case of course Lance would be concerned yet, he’d also be rather irritable that he’d gone out of his way to rope him into this mess.
‘ Keith whats - ‘ As he was ready to question the behavior of his sibling while they ran home something caught his eye. Something almost to gruesome for words making him halter to a stop. Turning around as he saw what looked like a woman, crouched over a mans body. Blood pooled around them, entrails hung from his stomach opened up like a frog on dissection day. He wanted to throw up, how could someone do this and leave the man out in the open for just anyone to see. The woman’s shoulders were shaking, perhaps they were related or married? She had to be crying the way she was cowered over the body her body trembling the way it was.
‘ Hey !! I’ll catch up, Call 911! “ Quickly he trotted over to the female placing a hand on her back in solace, “ Miss its going to - “ As she turned to face him his eyes widened. Teeth snapped at him blood dripping from her lips eyes pale as snow dead, cold, they looked like glass. The worst part, was he knew this woman, rendering him unable to react as he was shoved to the ground. - His mother was going to kill him.
