I Promise

Understood

-Vegas-

The cold temperature by the air conditioner woke me up. As I open my eyes I can't see anything but darkness. It's already been 2 weeks since I returned to this house. This house, this room never feels welcoming when Pa is still alive. I can't even feel safe and at peace in this house because I constantly need to argue with Pa's new wife or with Pa himself.

After my eyes get used to the darkness I feel someone sleep beside me, his soft snore tells me he's exhausted. His body is quite far from me but his body is facing me and I can see his tired face in the dim light produced by the lamp outside. He leaned his head on both of his hands and his body curled because he didn't use the blanket at all.

I looked at his face. Looking at him while he's sleeping peacefully beside me is like a dream come true for me. Ever Since I woke up from the coma he always stands guard beside me. I never found him asleep. He is always awake, it doesn't matter how much I told him to sleep, he always said he'll sleep after me which I doubt since I kinda have a feeling he's not sleeping at all.

I brushed some hair that covered his face. I can see a dark circle under his moon shaped eyes. I also noticed he's getting skinnier from the first time I woke up. His face also looked pale sometimes.

I know he has been taking care of the useless baby who sleeps on the crib next to my bed behind him. I still don't understand why he wants to keep that baby. He's a man without any experience with babies before. As far as I know he doesn't have a sibling or whatever it is, yet he is voluntarily taking care of someone else's kid while he's busy enough taking care of me. Sometimes I want to crack his head and find out what he is thinking.

I moved my body slowly reaching for the air conditioner remote control to raise the temperature. Then I walk to the useless baby's crib. Yes I can walk already, Pete helped me practice my muscles. So I can walk normally and also do everything by myself right now, even though I still need to do everything slowly and still feel pain sometimes at least I can move by myself now.

I look at the baby and fix his blanket. I still don't care about him, But if he gets sick my Pete will have no time to rest again. I do this for Pete.

I then walk back to my side of the bed, put the blanket on Pete and me and pull him to my body to embrace him. He moved his body closer to me.

"Vegas, are you awake, do you need something?" He asked sleepily

"Hmm, nothing, go back to sleep" I said while tapping his back softly so he can go back to sleep. He got closer to my body, put his head on my arm, circling his arm around my waist and sticking his face on my chest. My other hand rubs his soft hair. I kissed his top head. It smells really good even though we use the same shampoo but the smell is ten times better when I sniff it from him.

While tapping Pete's back and rubbing his hair my mind flew to the time I kept him in this room. That time he was fearless coming to spy on me in this mansion. I hated him because he ruined my plan to snatch Porche from Kinn. But he successfully sends the evidence to the main family, and makes everything become heated at the moment.

Out of anger I kidnapped him and raped him, tortured him, and make him my prisoner. He did attempt to run away and beg Nop to let him go, but Nop is more loyal than I thought, or he is merely afraid of me.

Since I kept him in this room, I needed to keep an eye on him so I stayed in this house. Little did I know that keeping him near me makes me open my heart and break the ice that covered it.

I'm Vegas who was born in the second family. Always being second for everything, always getting blamed because of being incapable of winning against Kinn, my cousin from the main family. No matter how hard I tried to beat him, Kinn always won. Therefore, my Pa always beat me, screamed at me and blamed me for always being the second place.

Pete, who heard and saw how my father treated me, somehow found a way to give me comfort. I always hate this house and always stay outside. But ever since I keep Pete here. I found myself feeling comfortable when I got back to this room with Pete in it.

That's why I wanted to keep him always by my side but he misunderstood about my relationship with nong Pim and hurt himself. That time I finally understood my feelings for him. I can't see him hurt or injured. I hate myself even more when I am the reason for his tears.

That night, I gave up, I admit my feelings for him, I admit I fell for him. When I saw him hurt himself I felt like I'm dying. My heart hurts so bad like someone has torn it apart. That's why I let him go that night.

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