VegasxPete - My Salvation

That Day...

Pete's POV

I'm so happy that he came back.... I'm still amazed at his voice even if I already heard him singing countless of times...I've been so worried ever since that night he tried to like drown himself on the tub which he says he's not trying to kill himself...and that he's just trying to clear off his mind of the thoughts that has been bugging him..

I made him promise not to leave me... because I really won't make it if he does...

But before these feelings of love I have..I really hated him... remembering that time when he held me captive inside the red room...

I felt so disgusted of myself...

That was nothing like I had experienced in the past..before I knew HIM.... I am used to physical torture.... but emotionally??

No... I've never experienced something like this...no wonder HE became who he is today...

And add to that the sex... I've never even kissed anyone so sexually before....and I never had been kissed back if you ask...hahaha...jokes aside...

This is driving me insane....HE's insane....but...why do I don't dislike the pain? the pleasure?

It's like whenever there's pain... I feel more aroused....and whenever HE's around... I feel comfortable and at the same time confident..like he gives me the courage to accept myself as a person who's worthy of everything that I have right now...as you can observe... I always degrade myself...that I am just a lowly servant who is just liked by his master...that my skills aren't really good enough to be the head bodyguard that I am now...sometimes I think that without this job of mine I am nothing...

I know I'm dragging myself down like this..but I'm being realistic..

1PM

I woke up suddenly and noticed the person that is supposed to be beside me when I wake up is not there...

I sit up while rubbing my eyes..[yawns] what time is it?

I look around..where is he?

*Sighs*

There he is... Crouching on the floor near the sofa... he's burying his face on his knees so I don't know if he's just sleeping like that or is he crying??

I get off the bed...and starts to walk towards him...

I sat on the floor facing him...

"What's wrong?? Hmmm??" I ask him.

He didn't respond...is he asleep??

I try to shake him..

"Hey...Vee...please talk to me.. what's wrong?? Are you hurt anywhere??" I ask him again..

He then slowly raise his head...his nose..eyes..and ears are red..tears are falling from his dark gray eyes..

[Chuckles] he looks like a lost puppy but I won't laugh at him for now..

"Why are you crying?? Did something happen??" I ask him and this time I cupped his face so that he won't have a chance to avert his gaze if ever he breaks eye contact from me..

"I-i...[sniffs]... I'm s-sorry... I'm... I'm sorry Pete... I'm so sorry..[sniffs]" he says..

I instantly hug him..

"Why are you saying sorry? Did you do something wrong?" I ask as I rub his back to soothe him..

"I did those things things to you... You should hate me...everyone back in Chumpol will hate me too if they knew what I did.." he replied..