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Deceiving myself.

Summary:

After Pete deceided not to go With vegas after the big fight between the two families, he's been shielding himself from everyone.
Eveything that happened between him and Vegas is haunting him.
He tries to convince himself that he doesn't need that man in his life.
But is it true? Can Pete live without the man that has been hurting him?
Or is the desire to be with him even stronger?

Notes:

Hey everyone this is my first chapter of ''Deceiving myself.''
I'm not native english, so there will be some mistakes sometimes.
I try to do my best!

Also, this is a fanfiction that I wrote myself. If you want to use it, contact me. Don't copy without my permission.

Chapter 1: Chapter one.

Chapter Text

Chapter 1.

 

‘’You look awful.’’ A familiar voice told me in my ear. I felt his warm breath touching my skin. In an attempt to react, I tried to look up but my head ached from the blow I had received the day before. I tried to move my arms, but they were bound at a large chain that also held my feet captive.
‘’Release me, you bastard..’’ I said weakly. I didn’t recognise my own voice. It sounded raspy and out of strength.
A cold and hard laugh was filling up the red lighted, dirty room. I froze. It was the sound of emptiness, the sound of an mad man. He bowed next to me, so I would face him.
‘’Oh Pete, it’s cute that you still think I would have mercy on you. After all, you are the head bodyguard who’s always smiling and being polite.’’ He said with a dark smirk as his hand was caressing my hair. ‘’But if you ask me, you’re just a naïve boy, who doesn’t know how filthy this world can be.’’ His fingers that were running through my hair tighten their grip.
I wanted to scream but there wasn’t any strength left in my body. Vegas had been punishing me, humiliating me, beaten me. He tried to do everything in his power to break me, to shatter me into tiny pieces. But he didn’t succeed. Not yet.
‘’Show me who’s a good boy Pete.’’ He whispered in my ear. A shiver ran down my spine. I wasn’t scared of Vegas. I already knew he was trouble from the start, I just never realised it was more than that. He was crazy, pure evil and delusional.
He kept looking at me. His dark eyes trying to pierce my soul. ‘’Oh, we’re having a stare contest now?’’ I asked him smiling and trying to provoke him.
His eyes darkened as his fingers tighten the grip at my hair even more. He pulled my hair so hard that my head came up automatically. He forced me to look into his eyes. ‘’Don’t try to mock me, Pete.’’ I felt the drops of his spit on my lips as he spoke out those words. Vegas was getting angry, but little did I knew the game he was playing.
‘’You know that there are a lot of things that I like to do to you, don’t you?’’ He said with a dark and emotionless smile. His gaze drifted downward as he licked his lips. He freed my hair from his fingers to place them on my chest. ‘’I like to play with you Pete..’ He said softly as he were staring at my lips.
His hand moved slowly to my belly where it took a rest.
‘’I will consume you. All of you.’’

I drastically opened my eyes. How does this nightmare of a man always finds his way to haunt me?
My body was covered in sweat so I tried to push the blanket away from me.
It’s been two months. Two months since the big war between the two families. Two months since I told Vegas I never wanted to see him again. Two months since my heart broke into tiny pieces that didn’t seem to heal.
It wasn’t easy to ignore Vegas. He was always at the mansion of the main family. Since his father died, he and Kinn became work partners, colleagues, maybe friends even. Although Kinn would never admit such a thing.
Every time I heard that Vegas entered the building, I run off. Off to the gym which was centred in the building, but could only be accessed by the bodyguards. He wasn’t trying to look for me anyway. Since I told him I wanted to stay with the main family and that I found him evil and disgusting, he left me alone. There was so much I wanted to say that day. That I was sorry for his loss, that I understood how he felt. I wanted to be there for him but how could I? How could I comfort and embrace such a man? A man who tried to kill me, who punished me, abused me?
I knew there was this side of me that was intrigued by Vegas but I couldn’t act on it. There was this part of me that I kept well hidden inside and I did that for a reason. In my life there has been a lot of pain, shame, heartbreak and loss. Dealing with those things was very hard for me. I tried to find a way to cope and I succeeded. I wanted to live day by day and not be tormented by images of the past. So I decided to smile. The smile that was hiding all of my true feelings. The smile I gave to everyone around me, even to those who didn’t deserve it. It was my way to deal with life.
But when I was captured by Vegas, this wall, this smile that I used to survive slowly faded away. I didn’t recognise myself anymore. He made me feel so many emotions at the same time that I couldn’t stop myself anymore. It was like my soul was tormented by everything I’ve been through. Flashes from the past came to me every single day. He dug up all the things that I buried deep inside.
So he wasn’t worth my tears, my effort, my love. He didn’t deserve anything from me, except hate and anger. But I gave him nothing. Not even my hate and anger. It felt like two months ago every emotion vanished from my mind, from my body, my soul. I felt nothing, I was completely numb.

Suddenly I heard a loud noise outside of my room. All of my instincts kicked in as I stared at the door. My hand slowly moved to the pillow on my bed, trying to grab the gun that was hidden.