Universe (VegasPete) R18

Chapter 15 - Gods and monsters

-Pete-

"This what you and your good for nothing mouth deserve!"

"How much do I need to hit you for you to remember!"

"You are a dog! I mean...Just look at you!"

"Let me go...I'm begging you"

"Don't do anything to me..."

"You...Just you."

I woke up suddenly, in a cold sweat, my heart racing like it was about to come out of my chest. Trying to catch my breath, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

It took me a few seconds before I realized that I was in bed, and that it was already morning.

Gathering my thoughts, looking around, I touched my face with the tip of my fingers to feel that tears were falling along my cheeks even though I was not crying.

What is happening? I probably had a nightmare, but I couldn't remember what it was about. The only thing I knew was that I felt hopeless and in a terrible pain.

And I remember a shadow.
The shadow of a man looking down on me.

My memories were obscured, but I perfectly remembered that Vegas spent the last night with me. But as I looked beside me, he was nowhere to be seen.

I grabbed my phone, leaning my back on the bedhead, to see that I had received a message from Tam.

As I was reading it, I felt a little bit of relief and a fainting smile appeared on my lips. I will finally be able to meet him to collect what I was waiting for.

And the simple thought of it made me forget about that bad start of the day.

I then write to Porsche, to ask him how Venice was, wondering what he was doing and if he was all right. I pressed send and throw the phone on the bed, closing my eyes, trying to calm myself down.

Since the day I arrive in the second family mansion, I never had nightmares as far back as I can remember.

It sometimes hard to believe, even for myself, when I realize that this house is the place where I was held captive.

It never came to my mind since I moved here and it's probably because of Venice. I was so engulfed in this daily routine that it didn't let me time to think.

Even when I was alone at night here, it never felt lonely. Macau helped me too.

It felt like home after it felt like Hell.

It was weird just to think about it and I still wonder sometimes, what's wrong with me.

Porsche would say it's because I'm crazy. Porchay would say it's because I'm in love.

I like to think it's because of me. And my resilience. Or maybe I'm crazy after all and I enjoy doing this to myself. I will probably never know.

Damn it. I feel like I'm running blind sometimes.

I got up from the bed and my eyes were caught by this freaking black box once again. God, I forgot about this.

Why Khun Tankhun, why ?

I grabbed my phone again to see that it was Thursday, it means that the party is tomorrow night and I was not mentally ready for it.

One thing I noticed recently was that I tend to lose the perception of time since Vegas came back home, every hours feels like seconds.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes fiercely. Damn it.

I eventually exited the room, walking like I was hit by a truck, looking for Vegas.