Vegaspete: College Universe II

Chapter 25

Like a fool, I was standing in the crowd, the chatter and laughter of people surrounding me was frustrating, the hall started to feel very congested, it was getting hard to breathe, I wanted to run away, hide somewhere where no one knows me.

Slowly people shifted their attention back to what they were involved in before, leaving me staring at the ground. But I was pulled out of the trance as Vegas held my hand and directed me somewhere else, the part of the dining hall where food and drinks set on their tables, their glasses filled, slow music playing in the background but no one is paying attention to it.

We were seated at a table of six, Kinn and Porsche were already there, Vegas pulled the chair for me but I sat at the next one, between Porsche and Kim. He stared for a couple of seconds and then quietly took his seat next to Kinn.

" He was totally shocked, I loved that look on his face." Kim snickered, taking a bite of his steak, he was enjoying himself unlike the other three who were taking turns glancing at me.

" Do you have anything important to do after this Kim?" I finally spoke, not looking at anyone else but Kim.

" Free as fuck. I might be heading out soon. " He said, cutting his steak and taking another bite, my hunger died down long ago.

" Take me back to Chay, he must be alone, it's been a while since I met him." I said cause sure enough I don't want to talk these three stuck ups in front of me.

" Who said you are free to go?" Vegas said, it wasn't a question from the way he asked.

"Ain't I? Is there another shitty show left where I had to play a part? Oops sorry, I am not supposed to know all of this, I am sick in the head that's why I guess." I said, my anger was evident, and although I was trying to hold it back, I couldn't.

" Pete-" Porsche began to speak but I was fed up with all of them.

" Don't. I don't want a stupid explanation. You all treat me like I am a fucking liability, don't tell me your stuff. It's not like I am even interested. But don't fucking use me for your own sick tricks. Cause next time, I will throw stuff like this on your face in front of everyone." I tossed the ring on Vegas and stormed out of the hall, I need to get out of here or I might say stuff harsher than I mean.

And there is only one place I can think of right now. I climbed the stairs and reached the terrace, the door was open and I got out, locking it again, as I walked and sat on the ground, burying my face between my knees, I exhaled.

I heard footsteps, and then there was a soft knock on the door, I stayed still, they will eventually go, but then another knock came.

" Pete. "

This wasn't the voice I was expecting.

What is Kyle doing here? If Kant gets to know that a policeman is here, he is definitely gonna get in trouble, moreover, Vegas won't stay still if he comes to know about him.

I got up and hurriedly opened the door, pulling him outside and shutting the door again. He looked surprised as I faced him.

" What are you doing here? Don't you know you can get killed if anyone even doubted you?" I scolded to which I recieved a faint smile in return.

" You are smiling? You surely are under influence." I said with a scoff.

" You know I am a detective, I am under cover right now, and it's not my first time and I don't know about the last." He said, taking off his grey coat, he had a black high neck compression shirt underneath, hugging his well ripped build tightly. He covered my back with the jacket.

" How do you know I was here?" I asked, staring at him.

" I saw you storming off, and I was kinda worried that you might end up at a wrong place." He said, keeping his hand in his pocket.

" You know it's looking more like stalking." I said, crossing my arms, staring at him.

" It's not if it's meant to save you. " He said, walking towards the bench and sitting, he took his phone out and texted something.

I walked and sat on the bench beside him, I know it's weird of me to do so, but he, he is different from all the other people I know. He never hides his real motive. Don't make me feel like I am some irrational kid.

" Why do you want to save me though? You know you are risking your life too." I asked.

"When you started school, I was an year older than you, so your mom asked me to take care of you, and I guess I took that too seriously." He said looking fondly at the ground and something inside me melted.

" You know my mom?" I asked, even though I have heard about my grandparents, no one ever mentioned about my parents, apparently I never talked about them to anyone.

" You take after her so much. The way you look, how you are so feisty and yet so pure hearted, you like sweet things just like your mom, and the only thing that you take after your dad is your love for food." I laughed softly, it seems like we are talking about someone else.

" Tell me more, maybe all of it." I said weakly.

" Well it might take me weeks if I start now." He said, finally looking at me.

" Please." I begged, I had no hopes from others at this point, they are too busy plotting and planning.

" Are you happy here? Among these people?" He asked and I had no answer, cause I wasn't.

" That's what you are, Pete, you would rather drench in the rain than  let someone else get rained on. You loved yourself, your honesty and your pride. You never tolerated wrong things, you were the strongest person I knew who was always full of love." I felt my eyes sting, even though I don't remember anything, I was missing something, someone.

"How was my family?" I asked, not able to look up.

" Your parents were hard working people, as I said you are a photocopy of your mom, just more soft, your dad was a kind and quiet man, and your mom was a bubbly and sweet lady, they stayed in the village for your grandparents." He said, now scrolling through his phone.

" I had this photo of your first sports day, the last family photo you had, before your parents got into that accident, see, this kid is you." He showed me the picture, a man I was finding a little similarity to, my dad, and next to him, looking so much like me, my mom. It was my first time seeing my parents.

I don't know why, my eyes teared up, and before I  realised, I was crying, breaking down slowly, I felt guilty, how I was living completely oblivious to them.

He sat quietly until I cried and then slowly came in front of me, squatting down on the ground, rubbing slow circles on my hands, facing me.

" They loved you, and if they were alive they would've been really proud of the person you grew up to be." He said, to which I finally looked at him.

"Your nose is always runny whenever you cry, such a kiddo." He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and gave it to me as I wiped my eyes and cleared my nose.

" Where were you all this time? Why didn't you come before?" I asked with a sullen face.

" Cause you were finally living happily, I didn't want to bring any painful memory back." He said, looking pitiful.

" I want to get out of this place, it's suffocating. "

"Where do you want to go? " He asked, but I didn't had a place in mind. Where do I want to go?

"I don't know, there is nowhere that I can find my peace. " I said, looking up, I saw a full moon and a clear night sky.

"Are you hungry? " He asked, getting up.

"Maybe." I said, the word echoed in my head, as if, I have been answering this question for years.

Note: This chapter was really emotional, cause I am also missing my family, and all of this breaks my heart, even if they are characters, I feel so bad for Pete.

Wait, I am the one who wrote this😅... But still..