There is this identity crisis for me in which I can specifically find the difference in my thoughts, priorities, and feelings after escaping from the minor family safe house... After hurting Vegas... I know I did the right thing for my life. I can never live there like a prisoner no matter what we were having there. But still, here I am sitting in the garden of the main family smoking my cigar feeling absolutely like a prisoner. What is this feeling? Why am I not happy to be back? What is this fucking pain? This longing? vegasxpete fanfiction. Inspired by Kinn Porsche. Characters are not mine. credits to the rightful owners. Vegas Pete kinn Porsche boys love, matured content Thanks. Started: June, 2023
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