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(Wrote this in my cringe writer era. Forgive me people)
The Italian mafia killed Vegas's parents when he was barely 15. His uncle managed to save him and his brother from the rival mafia and took them under his care.
Pete is an orph...
"Today I'm gonna show this little bitch his place"
John said grabbing Pete by the hair on the back of his head and pulling the smaller male up.
"John let him go!" Anthony tried to separate them but got kicked in the stomach by John.
"Who do you think you are, you whore?!" John said punching Pete again, this time successfully cutting the corner of the shorter's lips.
"Agh!"
Pete clawed at his hand that was gripping his hair painfully. But John only tightened his hold making Pete whimper in pain.
"Look at you, whimpering like the slut you are" John mocked invading Pete's personal space.
"You must be enjoying the pain huh ? Should I rip those clothes off too ? Let them see how much of a pain slut you are"
John's grin resembled with a mad animal. He took a hold of Pete's shirt collar and in a swift motion, ripped a big strip of the front portion of his shirt.
Tears welled in Pete's eyes from humiliation but he refused to let the bigger guy have the last laugh. He swung his right leg with all the force he could muster and hit John right where it hurts the most.
"ARGH!! YOU FUCKIN BITCH!" John fell on his knees holding his balls .
Pete took this opportunity to flee from the location.
Tears dropped from his eyes as he ran through the hallway towards his and Porsche's room. He'll hide there till his last breath.
But of course his plan had to get ruined.
Pete's running came to a halt as he was about to collide with Vegas. The older looked shocked seeing his disheveled state, busted lips and ripped shirt.
Vegas's expression went from shocked to angry in just a matter of seconds. He took a step closer to Pete and tenderly held his cheeks looking concerned.
"Who did this?" Vegas asked looking like he was about to murder someone.
Pete stayed silent. Tears kept rolling down his cheeks.
"Pete" Vegas said trying to keep his anger at bay .
An audible sob left Pete's lips as he pried the older's hands off his face and ran past him.
Vegas clenched his jaw in fury . His whole stance was shaking in rage. He's going to find the basterd who did this and then will make him wish he was never born.
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Vegas strode to the tech room and ordered Arm to play the footage of all three rooms of the training section of this morning.
Arm did as he was told, right away. Everything was going fine until the break in the shooting room. Vegas saw one of the trainee guard stopping Pete from leaving. Though the audio wasn't super good, they could still hear the trainee and a few other guards laughing. It was clear that they were making fun of him. Then suddenly Pete punched him.
Vegas's blood boiled as he watched further. Oh he's so gonna kill that son of a bitch for laying hands on his Pete.
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