This is the story of two souls broken by life who will learn to rebuild themselves, one through the other.
Pete is 21 years old. Although life has spoiled him physically, it has not for the rest, between his parents who died in a road accident whe...
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Gun Saetang 45 years old Fathers of Vegas Business man _________________ Kim
I'm waiting for Pete and Vegas to leave their university, as agreed. My heart is a little lighter than this morning, because I was able to reveal to Chay what torment me. Even if it was a little cold with me when I put him back in high school, I'm still relieved.
"These two with their story will make me lose my boyfriend..."
I sigh while taking my phone. A notification rang and I already know who it is.
Porsche and I exchanged our phone numbers so we could stay in touch. Tonight I have to "meet" Vegas and Pete so that he doesn't do anything stupid and he asked me to send him a message when Pete and Vegas would be with me.
I read the message he sent me:
- "Is everything okay? Is Pete good with you?"
I look for two familiar brown heads and I answer thirty seconds later, as soon as I see the head of Vegas and Pete.
"They are with me, I will take them to take something to a take-away restaurant so they can work on what they have to do on time."
Vegas and Pete arrive near me and greet me joyfully.
- Hi P'Kim.
I wave my hand to Pete and he smiles at me slightly, as a gene of my presence. He's not used to me yet, but it shouldn't be long, especially if Vegas manages to make him his boyfriend.
- Hello, P'Kim...
I raise an eyebrow, surprised that Pete is addressing me with a sign of respect. I say:
- Phi?
Pete turns red as Vegas gets rid of his bag to swing it in the trunk of the car.
- Yes, hum...I learned that you were older than me so, I...I address you as I have to do...but...
I shake my head.
- You don't need. Only Vegas. I hope he doesn't hurt you too much when you're alone with him and Porsche...
I take a piercing look at Vegas, which arrives innocent. Pete smiles slightly and answers very politely:
- Don't worry... Vegas is very kind to me.
- Especially very attentive and good sex partner...
Vegas makes a wide smile when he sees Pete looking around him, a gene that we can hear him. I grab him by the arm to shake him a little.
- Hey, you're completely sick where what, Vegas...? You are not at all discreet...if you continue to speak loudly, someone will hear you and report everything to Porsche...
