You were born bluer than a butterfly
Beautiful and so deprived of oxygen
Colder than your father's eyes
He never learned to sympathize with anyone
Few months ago
"Pete, are you sure? You want to go on this mission with me. I can sent my other bodyguard, it's not safe and you don't uh Seems Mentally prepared", Kinn said eyeing Pete who looks like he hasn't slept since months
" With due respect Khun Kinn,My personal life is Separated from work. I Can handle that, you don't need to doubt me. I was the Main Bodyguard of Main family ", Pete said with determined Eyes
But Maybe Pete was wrong after all. He had accepted the Mission. He thought he needed a break and it was best distraction but apparantly It wasn't.
Kinn had sent him to spy on Some Russian Mafia. He had to hide himself among them and get all the information.
He thought he was almost successful but the day he was supposed to leave with the Pen Drive, he ended up getting caught by a guard.
He pressed himself against the cold, rough pillar, heart hammering as his fingers clenched tightly around the gun. Every breath felt sharp in his lungs, every sound magnified—the distant shouts, the echo of footsteps, the faint metallic click of weapons being readied. He had to survive. He had to. There was no other choice.
Adrenaline surged through him as he peeked out, catching sight of the men moving with calculated precision.
His finger squeezed the trigger, and bullets tore through the air, each shot ringing like a bell in the chaos. Some of the attackers went down, some ducked, but none of it was enough to calm the storm in his chest. He couldn’t stop; he wouldn’t stop.
And then he saw Kim.
Kim moved swiftly across the room, gun raised, eyes focused. A jolt of shock tore through him. Kim wasn’t supposed to step in yet—not until it got critical.
The room erupted into a frenzy. Shots fired from every direction, ricocheting off walls, punctuated by shouts and grunts.
Pete’s breaths came in ragged bursts, chest heaving as he ducked behind cover, pivoting from pillar to pillar.
His gun went off repeatedly, each squeeze of the trigger an act of defiance, of survival. He fired, then lunged forward, fists swinging, connecting with the men who dared come too close. Pain and determination danced across his skin in equal measure.
One of the attackers aimed directly at Kim, and without thinking, Pete adjusted his aim, trying to intercept the bullet midair, to shield him.
Every nerve screamed as he fired, the recoil jolting his arm, but his attention was divided. He didn’t see the shadow moving behind him. He didn’t feel the cold steel press against his back until it was too late.
A sharp, searing pain exploded through his side. He gasped, stumbling forward, barely managing to keep his gun raised. The attacker’s face was a blur, the sound of the knife slicing through the air mingling with the gunfire and shouting. He tried to turn, tried to fight back, but his vision blurred at the edges.
The room spun, and every breath felt like dragging shards of glass into his lungs.
Kim shouted something—a warning, a curse, a plea—it didn’t matter. Pete’s mind was a storm of panic and pain. He fired again, one-handed, his body trembling violently, fists and gun both desperate instruments of survival.
Pete Pov
Blood spatters from my abdomen as this masked man pulls out his knife. My back slowly slides against the wall behind me. And slowly but surely, all I can see is just fuzzy and fuzzier as the pain intensifies.
I try to reach for my phone with my trembling hand, but my body refuses to move. Instead of words for help, my mouth involuntarily vomits blood. Ah! The light behind that man becomes wider and wider as time goes by, is this the end for me?
I wanted to get to Vegas. I wanted to hug him, to beg for his forgiveness for what I'd done, for the other bodies on the floor, but I was so far away. I can't die yet, at least not before seeing vegas last time.
I have to survive, i have to atleast for vegas. I can already imagine the pain vegas would be going through, i don't want him to feel he isn't worthy of love.
I promised him that i will stay with him forever. I promised him that i will come back to him, then why am i laying on floor surrounded by my own blood
I stand up with only strength in my body,
My vission started getting blur, My ears also started getting hurt by loud noises
"PETE ! Pete STAY AWAKE", it was
kim. He was looking distressed and worried .it was weird to see him expressing emotions, as their bodyguard i have been used to his cold mask but now he isn't even looking like a Mafia . His clothes are torn, face is bruised and there's b.. blood!?
With my blurry vision , i could only conclude he is also stabbed in arm. I groaned because i was supposed to protect him. I was feeling anxious, the pain was getting more intense but it was nothing as compare to the pain I'm feeling in my heart
"YAH Pete Don't dare to close your eyes! ",he yelled but All i could think of was vegas. I want to go to him, i wanted to hug and tell him the truth so badly.
Kim shoot the final Person and keep saying You will okay. I couldn't understand anything and closed my eyes. When I opened them again I was In Medical wing I'm Major Family Mansion
"So I survived", I thought
Present Time
You were born reaching for your mother's hands
Victim of your father's plans to rule the world
Too afraid to step outside
Paranoid and petrified of what you've heard
"Pet Always follows their master", Vegas mocked as he turned around facing Pete
" so! where were you in those last fucking months! You are really selfish Pete", Vegas said with tears streaming down on his face
"I spent my whole fucking life to prove my worth and loosing my loved ones. for once, First time I finally thought maybe something good stays in my life. M-maybe I d-deserve to have happiness
I don't hate you Pete. look at me, Even I don't wanna stay with myself. you did right Pete, You did very right. You ran away from me for good, for better and finally I lost my all reasons to Live. Monster? that's what everyone calls me right. So a Monster always deserve death. LEAVE ME ALONE ", Vegas said with such venom and self hatred in his voice making Pete heart clench
" P-please V-vegas. I -
"You know the worst? I still fucking Love you Pete. I still love you and I know you might have moved on with someone knew. B-but j-just t-take ou- your Son with you. At-atleast he deserves a good life. After I will di-
" Shut up Vegas! ", Pete said and before Vegas could finish, Pete kissed him
" Promise me Pete! To never leave me again. Because I can't take it. If You want to Love me, Love me completely. If You want to destroy me, destroy me completely ", Vegas said as they he rested his face on Pete shoulder
"I am so fucking sorry Vegas. I am so sorry. I love you Vegas on my own will. I only love you. No matter where I Will Go I will come back to you. So please Vegas, stay with me. Give me another choice"
" PAPA ",
" Venice ", Pete whisper
Venice threw himself over Pete, crying historically
" Please never leave me again Papa, I'm so sorry", Venice cried as Pete also shed tears. All 3 of them hug together
"I am so sorry, I will never leave again", Pete promised and Vegas never questioned him what happened. Maybe something are worth keeping secret for a while, Pete Knew he has to tell truth soon but for now all he could care about was his family
And he know this time he need to stay with them
Through thick and thin
The End
Randomly was checking my old books and saw this unpublished chapter and I was like what the fuck-
YOU ARE READING
"Don't hate me more than i hate myself", Vegaspete Fan fiction
Fanfiction"I don't wanna go But baby, we both know This is not our time It's time to say goodbye Until we meet again 'Cause this is not the end It will come a day When we will find our way"
