Radioactive - Parksborn

Part 8

Peter's POV

I sat up in bed, ready to hear what Harry had to say. "Okay, so. Picture this scenario, Pete. Say you know a guy. But he doesn't exactly know you. The real you. He's seen you around before, but you don't exactly mean that much to him." I nod thinking up a vision, himself.

"Now that you got that in mind, think about you just going about your day, and you see the guy. Not to mention that he's a super friendly and nice guy. You never hated the guy and you thought of him the same way everyone else has." He kept on explaining. I thought of a random person since I couldn't think of someone who particularly met my view, in real life.

"It was until one day. That you then had a hatred for this person. This person did something that hurt you. Not physically but emotionally. You never thought you'd see the day where somebody you thought of as a good person was someone who could be to blame for what has happened. From there on, you have a hatred for them." He tells.

"Harry...Can you tell me who?" I said. "Just wait, Pete. I'm not done yet. Well, say he's since been played as the enemy in your eyes, that was at least until he seemed to have saved you. I can't tell you how, but...He just did. So I'm now not sure why or how but, you thank him and now you're not sure where to move on with your situation with him. My question to you is Pete, how would you treat this situation, Pete?"

"You want my honest answer?" I say to him groggily. "Yeah?" He says. "Well I think I'm gonna have to sleep now, so I can get a better-rested mind on the situation." I tell him. "Oh okay, yeah. Good thinking Pete." I say laying down and closing my eyes. "I'll give you an answer first thing in the morning." I say. "Thanks Pete. I can always count on you." He sighs.

"Goodnight Harry."

Goodnight Pete."