Vegas pete 2 (18+)

Part 7 Tw!

Pete shot his eyes open and bit the hand dragging him till he felt his teeth clench on each other.
"You sly whore!" The man yelled as he ran out of the grip.

He aburubtly picked up the knife nearby holding it against the man infront of him.

"No! I said No! Do you hear it? Don't touch me!" Pete yelled with still a knife against the man.
A part of him knew He will never stab his Father. He knew Knife won't protect him.
His father took a step infront as Pete turned the knife to his own Neck.

"Dad....." Pete sobbed.

"Don't call me that you faggot!" His father yelled at him.
Pete closed his eyes ready to penetrate the knife through his throat before that a heavy kick fell on his stomach causing him to flinch hardly and lose grip on knife.
He layed on groud curled up to sooth his stomach ignoring metallic taste in his mouth.

He heard the jiggling sound of belt, His eyes searched for something to end himself before something happen.
He closed his eyes shut, Shaking in terror.
He heard his mother's voice.
"Neighbors are outside! I think we should just kick him out." His mother whispered.
The man grunted before kicking his chest again.

"Get yourself up and leave! Don't appear here again." His father said and Dragged him to stand by his hair.
Pete's legs were numb he still managed to drag himself across the road.
Trying to get away from that home as fast as he can.
His eyes didn't had tears to cry anymore.
Neither he carried any voice to speak.
He didn't knew where he will go.

Another P.O.V

Vegas drove to Pete's home to atleast make sure he got there.
He drove inside neighborhood thanking god he had address.
He saw a crowd formed on road as his breath got stuck.
He ran out of car and walked into crowd only to find a Guy laying lifelessly on road.
He gathered himself and Checked his nerves, He let out a sigh feeling the blood pumping.
He lifted Pete up not bothering to answer anyone's question.

He layed Pete of car and drived back home.
He refused to feel punches on his soul watching someone pure as Pete in this condition.
He remembers the first time he met Pete.
Pete used to get all shy when Vegas stared at him, even though he didn't had any friends He was a living soul atleast, And one day finally Vegas decided to speak to him which unfortunately some boys from his group noticed and asked him to do that all shit.
Pete would have been if Vegas didn't choosed to be a monster.
He is a monster, A lifeless animal who don't even deserve to be alive.
..........

Pete opened his eyes in similar surrounding,
He had IV attached to his hand, He stayed Calm knowing where he is.

His eyes landed on Vegas asleep beside his bed on a sofa.

"V-Vegath!" Pete mumbled weakely, Vegas soul almost shook hearing Pete's voice.
He sat up and rushed to boy trying to move.
He helped him sit.
Pete looked at himself, He was in someone else's clothes.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked up at Vegas.

"Y-You did that to me again?"

To be continued.......