Can two broken souls heal each other

Chapter 15

Tigger warning

This chapter contains abusive, trauma, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts. So, if anyone is sensitive to these topics, then I sincerely request you not to read this chapter. It's my duty to make you aware about this, but still if you read further, do it at your own risk.

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Vegas POV

After I finally decided that I must go and see Pete, I will try not to go in front of him, but I must check on him. And with all the courage I have, I am standing in front of his door. I can hear some sounds, probably he is crying or even worse cursing himself. So, after putting all thoughts aside I touched the door, it was shut, not closed. I slowly pushed it and went in. Pete was sitting on bed, I was facing back, he was sitting at the corner of the bed facing the wall. His bare knees were bent up and as I could see he was not wearing any pants, only a t-shirt and his head was buried in between his legs. It looked like he was doing something.

As I saw him sitting there without any crying or cursing. I breathed a sigh of relief, 'thank god, he got engaged in something.' Without taking any step further, I thought of going back, as I did not want to disturb him. But as I turned around, I don't know what made me want to go to him and see his face, 'probably he got ill or fever from so much stress caused by me. At least, I should check that and after that I will surely go back,' I promised myself.

I slowly walked towards him. He was so engrossed in whatever he was doing that he didn't realize my entrance and presence in the room. I reached to him and with all the courage I put my hand on his shoulder, 'Pete' called him softly and this made him jump in shock.

'Pete' as I called him, he jumped in shock and turned around. And what I saw was terrifying. I saw blood. I never in my entire life was afraid of blood rather I had made people bled to death by torturing them in the most horrific ways. But this scared me to the core, pete's right hand had a cut and blood was dripping from it drop by drop, it looked like a fresh, very fresh wound, like it was made a few minutes ago and right now he was cutting himself in his inner thigh.

'What the hell are you doing pete? I shouted in horror and suddenly he pushed me and stood up, 'what the hell are you doing here? what I did so much wrong to you that you can't leave me alone?' He was standing now crying/shouting at me, and I was on the floor. Without saying anything I stood up and tried to go towards him and he raised the knife at me, 'don't you dare to come closer to me' half crying half shouting. 'You can kill me if you want, but please don't do this to yourself' I pleaded with him and tried to take a step forward. 'stop' pete shouted and pointed the blade on his own neck, 'if you'll take a single more step forward, I'll slit my throat' he said in a warning tone and I could see his blood red eyes, he was absolutely not in a stable mental condition, all the event happened tonight had taken a toll on him and his mind and I am 100% sure that he can do what he said just now. So, I have to think of something to stop him and take this blade away from him.

'ok...ok I will not move but please pete please stop hurting yourself and throw that knife, I request you please' I literally begged him. He stared at me with the most innocent face, like an abandoned baby who looks at every family coming into an orphanage with hope of having one of his own, like a puppy who got lost and naively looking at strangers with the hope that they will take him to his family. Those eyes were longing for care, for concern, for someone just to say that don't worry I am there for you no one can harm you anymore. And how to do a brutal person like me understand these emotions is because there was time when I also looked at my father like this, with all these emotions, but that heartless human turned away from me and so instead of hurting myself I started finding my peace in hurting others and preferred becoming this beast, heartless human/monster.