Macau managed to catch Pete pretty soon, as he walked to the nearest park and sat on one of many empty benches, hiding his head between his knees.
"I am so sorry that I was not there for you, Pete." Macau apologized and covered his almost bare upper body with his jacket. "I should have been there for you, not letting you go alone." As Pete slowly lifted his head he gave Mac a faint smile. "It is not your fault at all. It's a problem that I cannot deal with for many years now." Macau gave Pete a tight hug. "I know.. I know.." Macau tried to calm down Pete who started to cry.
"Pete, I am so sorry for him." Tay appeared from nowhere, sitting on the other side of the bench, hugging him tightly. "I did not know that he was like this to you, normally he is acting pretty well, but tonight it was too much." Tay mumbled, but it made Pete chuckled. "It was not only tonight, it happened before." Pete confessed, "this time it was the last drop of patience." Tay knew that Pete would tell him one day, so he did not push his luck. "I'll call a taxi for you, so you can go home safely." Pete stood up all of a sudden. "No, you are not, we are going back and getting wasted. I came back from France a few hours ago and I need to forget everything that happened." Pete commanded and handed Macau his jacket back. "That's the spirit I like." Macau chuckled, grabbed Pete's hand and they walked towards the club once again. Tay followed them with a massive smile on his face.
The three of them stood up in front of the same bouncer again, he gave them a slight nod, but stopped Pete. "Sir, on your way out you lost it. Please keep it safe." The bouncer handed him the VIP card back. "Thank you." Pete gently bowed and took the card.
They no longer walked to the VIP room, they all stayed down, found a place to sit and enjoyed the loud music and drinks. Macau did not leave Pete's side for the rest of the night, even though he would love to go for a quick smoke. "I'll come with you. I'd love to have a smoke as well." Pete offered him as he saw how Mac was biting his nails nervously. "You must be reading my mind." They stood up, looking around because Tay was not back for a while, "he must have been somewhere with Vegas." Macau mumbled, "it seems that they are good friends." Pete shrugged and walked towards the smoking area.
Instead of smoking area it looked like a fucking alley. The place was located right behind the club, a dark long alley full of trees and only a dim light coming from a few street lamps. As they both were enjoying their cigarette and a small chit chat about nothing, but they heard Tay screaming his lungs out. "I broke up with you, get the fuck out of my life. I don't need you." .. "Oooh, I am the one that is breaking up with you, not the other way around." The other voice said and Pete knew that it must be Tay's ex-boyfriend Time. "I saw you with that young boy you brought in. I should go and play with him a little." Time threatened Tay. "Leave him out of this, he is too innocent for you fucked up mind games." Tay spitted angrilly back at Time. "You are mine, Tay. You need to remember this.. I own you, I own your life I...." Time hasn't had time to finish his stupid speech, because Pete's fist landed on his cheek. "Tay is not a fucking plaything you disgusting fucker. Get your shit together and act like an adult." The anger was like an aura coat that covered Pete. "How the fuck dare you to interfere with our matter?" Time stood up and pushed Pete, but it did nothing with him, Pete's eyes darkened even more. "Get that stupid head out of your ass. Tay does not need you. You are no one, Time." Pete said the last sentence with such a coldness that even Macau was surprised. "If I will hear or see that you are threatening to Tay or claiming that he is yours in any fucking way I will kill you next time." Pete was the one threatening now; somehow Time felt that the guy that punched him was damn serious about it, so he only lifted his arms up and walked away.
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The more you want the less you have [BxB]
FanficPete is a successful young designer. What would happen if he crosses paths with Vegas? Will he realize that past connects them more than or remembers? Is Vegas going to survive the need and fulfill his lusts?