Island Blues and Greens- VegasPete

Chapter 28

Kinn's POV:

I won yet again but then, another empty victory. I won by just a point in that Volleyball game against Vegas. It was nothing. It was a friendly game, even though we're never friendly.

Vegas hates me. I know but it's not like I have a choice. I needed to try my best to win, to maintain, to exceed expectations. If I don't, no one will do it for me anyway. None of my siblings would care enough to. Tankhun is happier with not working, and Kim is younger than me. They're all my responsibilities. If I don't try, my Father would probably lash out and divide the work by three for his three sons. I'd never admit it to my siblings but I'd rather not have them suffer with me. If work is divided by three, we all suffer. If I do it alone, I suffer alone. It's not like I won't suffer if work is divided so I let the other two have their fun. Afterall, I like seeing them happy. I'm fine doing this little sacrifice.

Sometimes, though. Just sometimes, there are those that I want for myself. Those that I know would make me happy, like this extended vacation and well...Pete.

Pete usually congratulates me everytime I win. No matter how small the victory. I always make sure he's rewarded for it. Even though he does not know.

I try to hide it but I really look forward to him saying "congratulations, Khun Kinn. You were so cool!" with that smile that almost makes his eyes disappear everytime. I always try my best and he's one of the reasons, to hear that everytime I succeed just like I did today but no congratulatory remark came.

Pete seems happy with Vegas, even Kim noticed. Vegas had it difficult in life just like me. Maybe a bit more than me.

He turned out worse than me too. Killed more people, tricked more people, hated more people but now, he doesn't look hateful. He doesn't look at Pete differently when Pete's not looking. He doesn't even pay attention to me anymore. He's busy admiring Pete, even when Pete's oblivious.

Right now they're blowing ashes on each other's faces from the barbeque grill. I feel like a crazy guy getting sad about a happy scene.

When things get difficult with work, I sometimes get resentful and internally ask "why is it always me?" but now when I look at Pete, I wish he smiled and pouted at me that way too. I wish he looked at me that way. So, Pete...

"Why can't it be me?"

"Hey, Kinn, drink this!" Porsche came out of nowhere, pulling me out of my trance holding two glass of drinks he made. He was today's bartender.

"Isn't it too early to drink alcohol?" I raise an eyebrow at him

"It's not. Drink this one" he handed me a blue drink

"It's so bitter." I remark. My tongue almost hurts at the bitter and somewhat spicy taste

"Just like you." He was laughing as he said it. I glare at him. He suddenly mixed both drinks he was holding.

"Now drink this." He gave me the mixed drink. I drank it.

"It's bitter but it's so good! It's almost...addicting!" I give him my honest reviews. I kept drinking because it was true.

"Just like you" He said again

Pete's POV:

The excitement for the Volleyball match has gone away and now I feel really sleepy. I barely had a wink of sleep last night because I was on night duty. I shouldn't have come here today. I'm really sleepy. The smoke from the barbeque isn't helping either. The more smoke goes to my eyes, the more I get sleepy. Vegas said he was going to help me grill after drinking water but he hasn't come back. Ugh, lazy liar.