Cruel Intentions - Vegas/ Pete Fan Fiction

Blood is the True Red

BTW, this is a long chapter. It has to bee as the plot thickens. 

Vegas

I sat at the ensuite couch watching Pete walk back and forth murmuring to himself as he measured here and there. I had given him full access to redecorate the entire manor in any way he wanted. I had noticed he had become a bit impatient and snapping at every little thing. My guess is he is frustrated with nothing to do, considering his body guard schedule compared to being the man who runs the house, he is for lack of better wording bored. I watched and stared as he went on occasionally looking my way as if to make sure I had not disappeared or wondered off. He was like that, I realized, always liked to know where I was at all times afraid I will run off. As if that will ever happen. Nothing in this world will pull away from him, well, maybe the occasional business trip but that was completely out of my hands. 

"Love" I called out to him and beckoned him to join me at the couch. when he sat I laid down on his lap and kissed his hand.

"I love you" I said, "I can't imagine living on with out you." 

Pete smiled and leaned in for a kiss, "I am not leaving you anytime soon" He said running his fingers through my hair. We both got lost in each other eyes, I could see so much in him. The devotion, the care, even the love he claims. When Pete first came to me there was awareness, he knew I was bad news, and he took that torture like it was another day in the job. The look in his eyes those days was fierce but empty. I was able to tell there was nothing in them, which led me to assume that was the reason he signed up for the mission. He had nothing to loose. Looking at his eyes now, they're vibrant with life, two orbs that could swallow me whole. I snuggled closer to him, captured Pete was intimidating but now, I have given him ammunition, If ever I fuck up and Pete decides to end me, he now wields all the power to do so. 

"Vegas." He called my attention, "can you tell me more about that guard that taught you all those stuff? I would like to know a bit more so I can understand." 

That's right, I had forgotten about that. I sighed, Pete was my love, who better than him to tell my story to.

"Well it started when I turned 16, if you really think about it, it wasn't all that long. We are going to call him Lee. Lee, was my fathers body guard. He was a great one at that,  rivaled Chan perfectly. I don't think there ever was anyone who could stand against Chan and win but Lee did and he chose my father. He was strong and amazingly smart, soon enough he became in charge of me. I was young and stupid, getting into trouble at school, fighting my dad any chance I had. It got so bad that dad and I would just beat the crap out of each other every day. There wasn't a day where I wasn't  bruised and beaten down. I was constantly compared to Kinn and his perfect behavior. I hated it. I think that's why I dislike Kinn so much too. because I was constantly compared to him all the time." I snuggled Pete closer inhaling his scent and continued my story.

"I was so angry all the time and frustrated that the drugs started to come making act even more stupid. Lee was the one who caught wind of me using. One day, when Lee was not on duty I snuck out of the house and went to a bar being who I was no-one dared deny me a drink. Little did I know that I had been followed, well I did, but I didn't care. I was so fedd up with life that I ignored them. I figured if they did me the favor of killing me the torment would be over. Lee however saw me at the bar, he was there with friends, males. He was kissing one of them and I remember laughing because I had actually found him handsome when dad assigned him to me. Not wanting to make things awkward I left the bar but those thugs came at me causing a commotion. Lee came to my aid but I blacked out and that was it." I said looking at Pete who was listening to me.

"When I woke up I was in my bedroom and Lee was sitting on a chair next to me looking at me with anger. I remember the look in his eyes, they were hectic like the passive guard I knew was no longer there. He scolded me for leaving the safety of the house and drinking and even spanked me. I was so mad that I fought him back, but Lee being Lee over took me at once. He then tied me up to the bed with handcuffs and spanked me harder. He didn't take me that time but that's how it started. Few weeks after that I came home drunk again, I had seen Lee with his partner at a cafe and I felt jealous for some reason. Either way, Lee was the one waiting for me at the entrance of the house so that my father didn't scold me and took me to my bed room. When we got in I pushed him against the wall and kissed him. " I laughed at the last part remembering the scene so perfectly.