Chains and rains

7. What were we

Vegas's POV :

I had a choice right now, either keep standing here in the rain being confused, or chase pete with my car cause that mf ran without one.

But i chose to stand, and let the rain, confusion and the unknown guilt wash over me.

Was i too fast too soon? Did i make him uncomfortable? But he did kiss me back right? Then why'd he run like i was eating him up like some demon?

I keep pondering and maybe 10 minutes pass, there's no point in standing here like this so i walk towards my car and drive home. A very very long drive it was.

I reached home and went straight to sleep. I was worried about pete but i decided not to text him and give him some space and time to think. I fell asleep in a short while after that.

*A while later*

"Pete, I'm sorry, i- i didn't mean any of this pete please, please wake up, please don't leave me, pete, PETE-"

I screamed and the last thing i saw was Pete lying on the floor with his eyes closed, blood all over his white shirt. The place which i didn't recognise in reality, but have seen multiple times in my recurring dreams.

I started dreaming about weird scenarios since I've been hanging out with pete. It's always either him dying or me hurting him. I don't even know why i dreamt about all this so often but everytime i woke up, there was a lot of guilt, a lot of sadness and most importantly, i missed Pete like crazy.

And then everytime I called him up, and everytime he picked up. And next i know we chat all night and go to the university with no sleep.

But today calling him would be difficult for me...

But i can text him right?

"Hey Pete!! Just checking in. Idk what happened, but i hope you're okay. Goodnight."

Should I send it or not?

Should i-?

*SEND*

Okay. I did it, now we wait for the reply.

*10 minutes later*

"Hey Pete!! Just checking in. Idk what happened, but i hope you're okay. Goodnight." - seen

...

Ok. Well. Fair enough. He isn't in the right mindset tonight maybe tomorrow I'll go talk to him.

*Next Day*

As i walked inside the college campus, i think about why should I even go talk to him? He ran away, and it's his responsibility to clear things up if he cares enough.

Or maybe i should directly ask him what's wrong? Isn't communication the key??

Yes exactly communication is THE KEY and this time i want to be the LOCK. Last time i did go up to him and clear things up so now we wait.

But what if he doesn't come? Is it the end for us then??

I didn't even realise when my legs took me to the design department and right in front of Pete's class.

Now i was standing at the window looking inside, but pete was no where to be found.

Did he become sick? Should I call him up??
Or wait should I go to his home and check up on him?

I continue thinking when suddenly someone grabs my wrist and pulls me while walking down the stairs and out of the department building.

"Hey Pete?" I say as i recognise the back of his head where his long hair end.

We keep walking until we reach the corner of the garden area right below the building where many students aren't present as the classes are just about to start.

We both stand there, his back facing me while he leaves my wrist. He then slowly turns around looking fine but just looking at his face worried me.

"Hey Pete, how're you? Are you sick or hurt somewhere?" I asked quickly while slowly moving my hand to touch his cheek at which he kind of flinched so I took it back...

He looked down with sad eyes trying to collect himself. Then he looked up in my eyes and spoke "I'm fine Vegas".

"Ok then did i do something last n-" "Vegas. Let's meet tonight, at leaf dine out. I need to talk to you. Now i gotta go my class is about to begin" He says while cutting me in between and then walking away.

Wait. Did he just leave me alone again? What was this?? Well i can't let this happen just when it begin. So I run up to him and hug him from the back to which he stops in his tracks.

"What are you doing?" He asks but a little softly. I hug him a little tighter and say "I think i know what's going to happen at night so before hearing anything just let me have this moment."

"But i got a class Veg-" "Just two minutes" i cut his sentence desparately as i was. He sighs and after some seconds grabs my arms. We stand like that for some minutes and then i slowly let my arms fall as i stop my tears from falling.

"8 pm. Banana leaf dine out. I'll be waiting" he says sounding so small that i want to turn him around and cup his cheeks but before i could say or do anything he walks away.

He didn't even look behind once. But it's okay. We'll wait for tonight.

It might be winter season but today was the longest day for me and maybe for pete too, as i was desparately waiting for the clock to hit 8pm.

And slowly it did.

I reached the dine at 7:45pm cause otherwise my anxiety would finish me up. To my surprise i saw Pete was already sitting on a table waiting for me with a coffee.

I walk towards him slowly as now i don't want to go their and listen to him. It's better to admire him from afar i guess.

"You came earlier, didn't expect that" i say as i pull the chair opposite to him and sit. He smiles and says "maybe i knew you're going to be early as well so i was here to surprise you".

"You know me well don't you" i say while smiling back to which he replied "Too well that my information doesn't even end in this life"

And that's when my smile drops a little. But before i could say something the waiter comes and speaks "what would you like to order sir".

"A peanut salad, a large plate of Thai fried rice and 2 glasses of wine please" Pete orders quickly like he was preparing for this his whole life. He looked at me and asked if i wanted something else which i didn't reply to but he understood.

I started speaking when the waiter walked away "Pete, have you been dreaming about.....us?" I asked and he chuckled with nothing funny in it.

"So you get all those dreams too huh?" He finally looks up at me and asks. With no reason i become scared.... And again guilt washes over.

Pete's POV :

He looks guilty, as if he wants to keep repeating "I'm sorry" to me, just like yesterday......