I brushed away all thoughts of me liking Vegas.
''I can't like Vegas, he's a casanova''
I kept having that thought to prevent me from liking him. But for some reason I just couldn't stop thinking about that interaction with him. Maybe I was misunderstanding my feelings.
I suddenly let out a deep sigh,maybe I was tired and needed some sleep. I woke up hours later, it seemed as though I slept for a super long time. I looked around me, and I couldn't see my grandma anywhere.
''Grandma?'' I called out,but got no response
''Grandma!'' I called out to her once again,but got no response
I got off the coach and started looking for her, I suddenly found her laying in her bed. She looked exhausted and sick which worried me alot.
''Pete,my grandson'' she said while tearing up
'' I didn't want to tell you this so you don't get worried'' grandma continued
''Ive been very ill lately and I might die soon'' said Grandma
I suddenly yelled ''No! It can't be !! and burst into tears. My grandma was my only living relative, my mom and dad died soon after I was born and she's been raising me my whole life, she can't leave me like this.
''There has to be a cure!'' I yelled with confidence
''Im afraid there isn't'' said grandma sadly
''And even if I wasn't ill, I would probably die of old age sooner or later anyway'' said Grandma, who was probably just saying that to comfort me. I was crying hard, really hard.
Why did this have to happen to me?
I started pitying myself
I tried staying with my grandma as much as I could,but it wasn't the same knowing she was gonna die soon. But time flew really fast and I had to go back to work. I kept insisting I stay and take care of her,but she kept refusing. I called a taxi to take me to work. I kissed her goodbye,and got into the car. I cried silently and kept staring at the window the whole time.
(the taxi driver must've thought I was weird)
Once I got to my dorm,I threw myself onto the bed and sighed heavily.
''Woah,what's with the long face'' asked Porsche, who seemed concerned
At first, I wasn't sure if I should tell him or not but I trust Porsche. I suddenly found myself telling him all about my grandma being sick and how worried I was, and I started crying again.
Porsche gave me a reassuring hug and told me everything will be okay. He told me about how his parents died getting shot, which was worse than dying of an illness.
He also told me about how he has to take care of his little brother Porchay, which enlightened me. After that, I decided to get a good rest.
Ever since that, things went back to normal but with something new. I still had bodyguard training, lunches at the cafeteria,but now I have to cope with the fact my grandma was sick. And whenever I would run into Vegas, it would be really awkward for the both of us.
A few days later, Porsche, Mr.Tankhun,Mr.Kinn,Arm, and Pol weren't there. I didn't know where they were. I wasn't able to ask Mr.Kim because he was out with Big, so the only option left was Mr.Vegas.
I searched everywhere and couldn't find him. I realized I forgot to check the mens bathroom which was right by the cafeteria. As I was reaching the mens bathroom I heard some weird noises and clapping, but once I entered my heart dropped. Vegas was making out with some girl. They were both naked and standing by the wall, and Vegas was putting his dick inside her. They suddenly looked at me,and I ran away before they could say anything.
I immediately ran to my dorm, once I got there I was out of breath. I couldn't believe what I had seen,were my eyes deceiving me? I don't know why but seeing Vegas hooking up with someone else made me very angry.
Maybe I do like Vegas after all?
But he was fucking a girl, so he must be straight and not like me,but he could be bisexual. I don't know what was wrong me.
Why did I like Vegas?
Should I tell Porsche how I felt about Vegas or will he think im weird?
At midnight, Porsche finally came back along with Mr.Kinn and Mr.Tankhun,Big,Arm,and Pol.
''Hey,where were you?'' I asked,feeling flabbergasted
''Oh, we just went to a bar it was so cool, Mr. Tankhun is really good at twerking you know?'' said Porsche happily
''Oh....'' I replied
I felt really lonely that night, Vegas wasn't into me,and almost everyone went to the bar and had so much fun without me. I sighed and went to bed. I decided to move on about it,it's not like things are gonna get better if im going or get upset,but i can't help but feel hurt.
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Bad Romance | VegasPete
FanfictionPete gets assigned to be Vegas's head bodyguard. Even though Vegas was rather mean and was a player , Pete cannot help falling for him.