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7. silent fury
"I expect you to have all my scores beat when I comeback."
Keith didn't scream.
There was no point; no one would hear him. His insides did all the screaming for him, unable to contain his anguish, his rage, his loss, the ache of bruises on his knuckles.
Pilot error.
He didn't remember putting his fist into Iverson's jaw. Maybe he shouted then, lies lies lies. He left pieces of himself back at the Garrison -- unfinished homework in his dorm, uniforms he'd never wear again in the closet, his only shot at a real future in pieces on the floor.
Keith sank into the rickety old couch in the place he and his dad called home, another place of loss. Everywhere Keith turned was a graveyard and he was the ghost haunting things he would never have. He sucked on his bloody knuckles and watched the sunset drip down the walls.
It wasn't until night fell and he couldn't see anything but Shiro's face in the shadows that he finally broke the silence.
"I'll find you."