Island Blues and Greens- VegasPete

Chapter 13

"Vegas" I knock on his door. I really need to talk to him. I feel weird about grandma accepting the car. It may be a small amount to him but not to me. People don't just give other people things like that in my world.

No one's answering so I just check to see the door is open.

It is! I'll just come in.

"Vegas? Vegas?" Where is he. Maybe he's in his room. One thing I notice about Vegas' house is that it's always clean. I thought it would look like a trash bin, like my room. But it's always clean.

Oh, he's sleeping on the sofa. Why's he sleeping here? I would have walked out to leave but I notice he's shivering.

Is he sick? I walk closer to feel his forehead. Shia, he's burning.

"Vegas, you have a fever." I shake him slightly.

"Do you have medicine here?" I ask him as he opens his eyes momentarily.

"Hmmmm" he just made a sound and then went back to sleep. I couldn't find anything so I went to my house to get some medicine.

"Vegas, sit up for a while. You should take this." He's thankfully cooperating and took the capsule. I made him drink water.

Let's move you to the bed. He wasn't moving so I just try to carry him on my back. "Hold on, Vegas" I felt his arms on my neck as I carry him to the bed. I decided to wipe him down with a damp towel.

"I-its cold." He kept shivering. I wonder if he got an infection because of how much sea water he ingested yesterday.

"Sorry, I need to wipe you down with something cool so your temperature goes down." I take his shirt off as I wipe him down

Stop staring, Pete. You look like a pervert! I scold myself.

I continue to wipe down from his arms, his torso to his legs and feet. After I'm done, I put a damp towel on his forehead then put one for each of his armpits. His eyes are still closed like he cannot open them.

"Cold, Pete" so he knows it's me? Heh, must be because of my voice.

"Sorry, Vegas you need those" I contemplate on whether or not to turn on the air conditioner. When Khun Noo's sick his doctors suggest we turn on the it on and that cool temperatures bring fevers down quicker. Okay, I'll do it. I turn on the air conditioner and see Vegas shivering even more.

I walk closer to him and sit on a chair close to his bed. It's like I'm visiting a sick patient at a hospital. Maybe I'll just come back later.

"Don't leave me." He grabs my arm when I try to stand.

Okay. Maybe I'll stay for a while. It's still 2 in the afternoon. I'll have to meet Khun Kinn for dinner at 8 later.

What do I do now? He's holding onto my arm tightly with his eyes still closed. His eyebrows furrowed. I put my index finger on his forehead and he relaxes.

I relaxed my arm that Vegas is hugging on the bed and laid my head on it. My face is closer to Vegas than I would prefer but it's okay.

It has not even been a month since my vacation here but a lot of things have changed. If people told me I would be sitting here comfortably with Vegas, treating him like a friend, taking care of him when he's sick, letting him around my grandma and...and kissing him at a deserted beach, I would say that person is crazy. Lately Vegas has made me feel confused about my feelings and my sexuality.

I guess I am not as straight as I thought, that's for sure. What makes me confused, though is whether the kisses and the touching made me feel good because it was Vegas or because I just liked men in general too.  I shake my head.