I Trusted You ~ VegasPete

Chapter 8

PETE POV:

Vegas walked in, he was ruffling his hair in annoyance.

"Who was that?"

"My papa"

"What does he want?"

She said, her voice cold.

"He wants to meet you Pete"

"What!? Why!?"

"I really don't know"

"When?"

"Like in an hour"

I sighed.

"Let's go"

Vegas said and I just nodded

"You sure?"

His aunt said with a worried look, I reassured her with a smile.

"You'll visit soon won't you?"

She said as we got into the car.

"Of course!"

Vegas started the car and we waved goodbye to her as he drove away.

"You sure you want to go?"

"Yes"

He sighed and nodded.

2 hours later, we arrived at a large mansion in a forest. Men wearing black suits stood outside gaurding the house.

"Ahh son!"

A male voice said, I turned around and saw an older man walking towards us.

"Hello Papa."

Vegas' voice was cold, like it was the other day.

"And you must be Pete."

The enthusiasm in his voice drifted away as he said my name.

"Yes sir"

"Come in"

We went inside and we sat us down in the dining room.

"What do you want Papa?"

"I just wanted to have a chat with your little boyfriend!"

He smirked at me sending shivers down my spine.

"Why did you never tell me about him?"

"Because it's really non of your business"

"Such an attitude. I didn't raise you to back talk me. Must have been the old hag."

I was shocked at the way he talked about his wife. Looking at Vegas, I could see the anger building up in his eyes, he fist was in a tight ball.

"Come on Pete! We have much to discuss"

He put his arm around my shoulders and forced me out of the chair.

"If you do anything to him I fucking swear I'll kill you."

"Calm down!"

He took me upstairs to what I presume is his office.

"Make yourself comfortable!"

I hesitantly sat in a chair.

"Tea? Coffee?"

"No thank you"

"Suit yourself"

He began to boil the kettle.

"So, how long have you been dating my son?"

"3 years"

I heard him quietly laugh while pouring the water into the cup.

"I understand you love him very much, yes?"

"Y..Yes sir, I do"

"You remind me of his mother."

"Thank you"

"That wasn't a complement."

He defended, sitting opposite me.

"His mother was weak, pathetic. She deserved everything she got."

I was stunned.

"Why do you talk about her with so much hate?"

I asked, getting slightly irritated.

"Because boy, people like you and her only care about one thing."

"And what is that?"

"Money."

I laugh loudly, rolling my eyes.

"Excuse me?"

He said confused by my reaction.

"Money!? First of all, I didn't know what Vegas did till yesterday! Second of all his mother seems like a much better parent then you!"

I suprised myself by standing up to him, only a few minutes ago he scared me.

"How dare you talk to me that way."

He was pissed but I didn't regret a word I said. He looked over to the suited men in the corner of the room and pointed at me.

"W...What are you doing!?"

The men grabbed my arms tightly.

"You are just like his stupid excuse for a mother."

He held my face and then pushed it away.

"Take him downstairs."

I tried getting away but I couldn't.

"VEGAS!!"

I screamed before they put a black cloth over my mouth. I felt myself becoming dizzy because I passed out..