-VEGAS-

"We need to kill Pete, fast!"

Kim's voice replaying inside my head like some broken record. I couldn't hear anything, or do anything. Its like i was frozen at that moment.

Did Pete really....

No, he wouldn't do that.

My Pete wouldn't do that.

"Vegas, do you even heard what i said?" Kim asked,

"Vegas!!"

"Vegas!!"

"NO!!" I yelled.

"No one can touch him!" I continued yelling.

"Vegas....he betrayed you" Kim replied.

"No, he didn't"

"Even if he did, i would forgive him again and again"

"But, if you dare to lay your stupid hands on what's mine....then, i will do the same to what's yours!". With that, i proceed to leave,

"The war will break according to our plan". I said the last sentence and left.

I gripped the steering wheel as tight as i can, pressing the gas as deep as i can, not minding my surrounding, until i realized my face was wet with tears. I was sobbing.

I slowed down a little bit as i was arriving at my house.

I need to see Pete.

"PETE!!!"

"PETEEEE!!!!"

"WHERE ARE YOU?!"

I yelled as soon as i stepped inside the house.

"Wegath..."

"Why are you yelling?" Pete asked while stepping down the stairs.

Click!

I pointed the gun towards him.

"Is it true, Pete?"

"You worked for Korn?"

"Did you betrayed me, Pete?" I asked.

Pete looked at me for a few long seconds, contemplating what should he do right now. He walked closer to me step by step and,

"Yes" He replied, simply.

But, that's when my rage possessed my rationality. I couldn't see or think in a calm manner. All i want is this traitor to leave me right this instant.

"I'm sorry, Wegath". He said again.

"Leave" I said, holding back my tears

A few years rolled down Pete's flawless but pale cheeks, yet he looked at me with sadness and guilt.

"FUCKING LEAVE!!" I yelled

"Wegath, please...listen to me first" Pete begged, walking even closer to me.

"Baby, please....i can..explain"

"I SAID FUCKING LEAVE BEFORE I PULL THE TRIGGER". I was basically trembling holding the glock.

"Wegath, i love you" Pete said, tears all over his face.

The face i love the most.

"Was it fun?".

"Watching me being a fool for you?!!" I yelled again.

"I started to think its better if i killed you back then on the rooftop". I said, and Pete instantly looked into my eyes with shocked and sadness.

"Leave now, and i don't want to see you for the rest of my life". I said, with a shaking voice.

"Wegath, please...i can explain. It wasn't like that...i just..." I came near him and placed the gun on his forehead, another second, i might actually pull it.

"What part of leave don't you understand?!!"

"LEAVE!!"

"And if i see you near Macau, i will pull the trigger for real then". I said, clenching my jaw.

"Wegath, can we..

"I thought you were different, i thought for the first time in my life, God sent me an angel that i want to protect so bad other than Macau. I thought what we had was love. Turns out it was just a facadę, for you to get what you want. Are you satisfied now, Pete?! Are you?!". I cut him off.

"Wegath, i would never do..

Bang!

I shoot him.

No.

Why would i?

No, i can't be softhearted.

Look at yourself, Vegas.

Nothing good comes out from being softhearted.

"Nop!!"

"Get him out of my house. Far away from here!". I ordered Nop.

Pete who was kneeled down as i shot his right shoulders from close distance, he looks like he's at the brim of unconscious. But above all, his face was shocked that i actually pulled the trigger.

I see Nop and the others dragged Pete's weak and bleeding body outside. To God knows where.

A tears fell down my cheeks as i walk up to my room.

For the whole night. I regretted it. I shot him. My angel. I hope he's okay. He just didn't listen to me when i asked him to leave nicely. He kept wanting to explain, and i know better that i should hear it, but i chose not to. I don't want to have any weakness again in my life. But, where would Nop taking Pete? Was it out of Bangkok?

No, Vegas.

Its better if you don't know.

Let's focus on the war.

Why bother with love when it'd never last anyway?

*

-PETE-

I was at the edge of unconscious. I can feel the blood coming out from my flesh,

Shit, i think the bullet is inside.

How can Vegas shot me like that?

He never trust me at the first place.

Cause if he did, he would listen to me first. He promised to always talk it out if we had a problem. Why won't he listen to me, first.

My hands was tied together, and they shoved down a scarf inside my mouth, muffling my voice.

Tears can't stop rolling down, i can't feel my face. My head bounced up and down following the car movement. I blinked and shook my head repeatedly to stay awake. It feels like eternity already. How much far they would thrown me.

Vegas is my home. I need him. I refused to be anywhere without him.

No, Pete. He was your home.

Now, i'm homeless again.

If my luck went off again, i might end up being my father's slave again as he works for Khun Korn now. I can't let him take me. I need to survive. My grandmother's still waiting for me at home. God knows what Korn would do to her. Please, give me strength. I need to save my grandmother before i died. I started feeling dizzy but i tried to fight it with my remaining energy and conscious. Black spot filled my vision slowly, until i passed out.

*

I woke up with a bad sight. My head hurts like a bitch, not to say my shoulder. I can't feel it. I moved my body and realized i wasn't tied anymore and i was at the middle of nowhere. I blinked repeatedly to adjust my sight, and i think i am inside a forest? Maybe this is just a dream? Maybe if i woke up, Vegas didn't know yet about that, and i could explain it to him beforehand.

But, who am i kidding?

I wasn't dreaming.

I was too late. I planned to tell him everything, yet he knew it first. How, though? Does Khun Korn double- crossed me?

I mean, my whole life has been a nightmare. Small thing like this won't affect me that much, right?

Right, Pete?

I looked down to my shoulder that was shot and saw a white clothes wrapped around it.

Oh, Nop must've help me. Nop always kind to me.

I couldn't wish Vegas to take care of himself. God, he tend to throw up whenever he stressed out, he would skipped his meals whenever he has too many works. I should heading there as quick as i can.

Pete, wake up.

You no longer wanted there.

Not even Macau would be happy when you left, Vegas would've a better life without you by his side.

You're a traitor, Pete.

I walked while holding down the clothes around my shoulder, it feels like hour that i walk, until i come upon a small road.

Please, i don't have any energy left.

To my luck, a car stopped besides me and someone came out, it was an elderly. A man probably in his late 60's. He instantly helped me to get in his car, and left me at the hospital.

Then, everything went black again.

When i woke up, i heard a faint voices and saw a white walls around me. Oh, i'm at the hospital. I looked down and noticed there's a bandage wrapped around my shoulders and i am wearing the hospital gown, but i still feel weak.

Not long after staring at the ceiling session, a few doctors came in and asked me,

"How do you feel, Khun Pete?".

"Better, i guess". I replied with a slow and faint voice which the doctor just nodded and wrote something on his file.

"We removed the bullet, and you're lucky the bullet wasn't in any vital spot. But still, you need to rest a lot and i recommend not to move around too much in the upcoming span of two weeks". I just nodded listened to him. Of course it wasn't shot in the vital spot, Vegas is not that cruel. I don't deserve him.

Would it be better if i told him that i was being blackmailed by his uncle earlier?

Maybe its even better if i scurried myself out from his life at the first place.

I didn't belong there anyway.

*