I Choose You [VegasPete]

Chapter 17 : Only Us [Final Chapter]

Pete is always wondering, why is there so much unhappiness in his life? His life is not perfect but there is nothing that is so wrong that can cause him this much happiness. He has a loving family, both of his parents love him abundantly. He didn't have any siblings but that doesn't make him feel lonely because his parents really gave him everything that they could to make Pete complete.

Even though he didn't come from a very wealthy family, his parents really worked hard to make Pete have his bachelor degree and he even accepted into one of the biggest bank in the country 3 years ago. He wasn't the smartest person in his class but his brain and attitude (and luck) made him have a stable life at the age 25. He didn't have many friends since he's not a very extrovert person, but he has several best friends that connected deeply with him.

Even though he hasn't had a lover yet, he didn't feel like he needed it at the moment.

So, where is this unhappiness in his heart coming from? Why does he need to go to a psychiatrist to cure his depression and anxiety?

There is a time where he really wants to cry it out without even knowing the reason behind. He just feels so empty, like something is wrong with his life. Something is missing. It makes him feel restless like his soul can't feel any peace everywhere he goes.

And he has some problems with his sleeping too.

He kept having bad dreams. Someone is dying, he is dying. Someone is dead, he is death.

Who is this someone that keeps dying in his dream?

"Oh you have that look on your face again!" Pete looks to his right to see Porsche -one of his best friends already sitting besides him. Pete wasn't aware when this guy was coming?

"Oh you already come."

"Yes, since 5 minutes ago." Porsche takes his breath and looks at Pete in a more serious manner. "Are you okay, Pete? Are you having a bad dream again?"

Pete gives him a cynical laugh. "I don't even remember when was the last time I had a good dream. What should we eat today?"

Porsche called him this afternoon, he said that he wanted to grab dinner together with Pete. He wants to know Pete's life update. So after working today, Pete went to a small park in his and Porsche's office building area (they worked in the same office building area but for different companies). He was sitting alone on the bench until Porsche came 5 minutes ago.

"How about shabu-shabu?"

Pete nods, "Sounds great."

He and Porsche start to walk and Porsche starts to ask his question regarding Pete's life update -he said it in this term makes Pete want to laugh.

"So your parents still want you to resign?"

Pete sighs. "Yes, they still think that the source of my depression and anxiety is my job. They said that I'm too workaholic. But that's not the problem, it's not my job that makes me this way. I don't know what it is, but it's definitely not my job and profession. Maybe it is just me."

Pete sounds so tired, he is. This all started when he reached 17 years old. He kept having bad dreams, the dreams felt too real. He sometimes wonders what if all things that happened in his dream were actually a reality... maybe in another universe? Or his previous life? He didn't believe in such things but this is too much for him to handle.

"The man that kept appearing in your dream, you still can't see his face? You know, I have a friend who is really good at drawing, if you can tell his physical appearance, maybe she can sketch it and we can finally figure out who this man is that kept bothering you in your dream for the past 8 years."