Forgotten Love : Vegas Pete fan fiction

Chapter 10: What are we?

Pete propped himself up against the wall while Vegas walked in.

"You need to eat."

"I wish to die sooner, so no."

"Will you obey me or do I have to kiss you again?"

"That was not a kiss."

"You're just asking for it at this point. Eat when I am being nice."

"No means no."

"You need to recover if you plan to kill me. Open your mouth now."

Pete sensed Vegas' face inching closer. So he hesitantly parted his lips. Vegas blew over the spoon and started feeding.

Pete asked Vegas in between the meal,"What happened to your cheek?"

"Are you trying to get on my nerves?"

"Is it your father's doing?"

"Who else would dare?"

"Are you feeling better now?"

"You can make me feel better. By killing Kinn."

"Why do you hate him?"

"Isn't it obvious? My own father wishes he were his son instead of me. There will be no one better if he dies."

"Why compare? Kinn is Kinn. Vegath is Vegath."

"Stop with your toxic positivity. You've never been in my shoes."

"My father forced me into boxing when I was young. He would always hit me for losing every match. Until one day, I won."

"Was he pleased then?"

"He hit me more that day. Turns out, he was a boxer. He never won a single match in his life . You see, they don't hit us because we suck. They hit us because they suck."

"Are you saying my father sucks?"

"I never said that."

"Your point being?"

"Has he ever hit Mr Korn? Who do you think is easier for him to blame & hit?"

"Finish your meal, it's getting cold. Nosy bastard."

Pete subtly laughed & his dimples almost showed.

"Go to sleep it's night time."

There was a knock on the door.