VEGAS X PETE (18+) full story

Chapter 55

I used to question what kind of person was he who was hurt by
me so much but still smiled. Then I understood it all and began
to absorb his positivity over time.

He made me look at everything differently. He made me see the light after being in the dark for a long time. He was held captive and imprisoned, but he tried to adapt. He was also very kind to me, even on the days when I was really bad to him. He was the only person in my life that made me realize the meaning of wanting to keep moving
forward. I want to hear the sound of a call ringtone. Every time someone calls me, I get excited thinking I'll hear Pete's voice asking for food.

'Quick, which dish is delicious?'

'Try it.'

'Fine.'

'Oh, why are you eating like that? Here, eat this.'

The memory of him feeding me flowed back in my mind to hurt
me. Even though I knew he was teasing me, I want to find a way
to get back a little. I remember the expectation in his eyes
waiting if I'll say it was delicious or not. I thought that time if I
say it's delicious enough to eat,
he'll be very happy, but if I pretend it's not delicious, he'll have a disappointed look on his face.No one has ever actually made me think this way...

He tried to keep me in a good mood for days. But after a while, I got anxious that he might find out that I pampered him because I want him to stay. At first, I kept Pete in captivity for fun, but
after a while, my intentions began to change. I just want to have him alone. I want to keep him for myself. I want to do whatever it takes to make him want to be with me. I want to be with him like I want to have him all the time.

'Vegas.' His cheerful voice always called me when he wanted
to ask me something or when he wanted to mess with me. His
voice relaxed me every time. Only then would I be able to lift
the whole world out of my chest with ease. Will Pete realize
how comfortable he made me feel?

'What is it?'

'What if one day you were going camping with your friends in
the forest. Suddenly, you turned to see a very beautiful rock, so
you stopped to look at it for a while. But when you turned
around, all your friends were gone. What do you do? One, walk
along the path ahead. Two, go out of the trail to find a stream.
Third, find a stone to throw and ask which way to go. Four,
shout for help.Which one would you choose?'

I let out a small smile at the memory of that day. Pete is
sometimes like a child. Sometimes, heacted very maturely. The sometimes, he liked to make a pouting face or sulk as if he thinks I wouldn't notice.

'Hmm... I don't like going
to the forest.'

'It's a hypothetical situation.'
For example, that day when he got fussy trying to get me to
answer questions. Pete was counting the days with me, and his skill of begging for what he wants kept leveling up.

'Hmm... I wouldn't stop by to look at the rock in the first place.'

'Argh! Let's just say you stopped for it.' His mouth skewed when
he said that, and I saw his adorable face. It looked natural, but that made me realize that I was having a crush on him, which I really liked. He was like a little kitten that was calling the
attention of the owner...

I don't know when my tears had flowed so much that I couldn't
stop. The lump in my throat wasso tight and painful that I
wanted to release it and let it end. Once again, I had to face my
loneliness. I have to live a life without him. His cheerful voice in the morning still resonated in my head, as if adding to my
suffering. And another thing that is repeatedly coming back into
my emotions that makes me hurt like hell...