VEGAS'S POV
The next morning, waking up alone, a pang of unease hits me. Pete isn't beside me. I quickly get ready and head downstairs, a knot forming in my stomach.
I found him and Macao already at the breakfast table. I go over to join them, and instinctively lean in to kiss his cheek, but he subtly pulls away. My smile falters.
"What's wrong?" I ask, trying to keep my voice light, though I can hear a hint of a plea in it. "Why won't you let me kiss you? Are you upset with me? But why?"
He doesn't respond, continuing to eat his breakfast as if I'm not even there.
Macao, sensing the tension, tries to break the ice. "Didn't you guys go for a movie last night? How was it?"
His question lands like a punch to the gut. My mind races, a cold dread washing over me as I look at Macao. I'd completely forgotten. Pete remains impassive, focused on his meal.
"Pete," I start, my voice barely whispers, "I... I'm really sorry. I was busy last night and I completely forgot about our date." The words hang in the air, waiting for his reaction.
Macao just looks at me, a silent, knowing expression on his face.
"It's okay...I know Your work is more important than me..." Pete said softly. My heart clenched.
"It's not like that.. please listen to me.. okay babe?" I pleaded, reaching out to him.
He stood up suddenly, grabbing his phone and car keys, ignoring me completely. He turned to Macao. "Macao, r u done with your breakfast?"
Macao replied, "yes"
"Let's go Or else u will be late for the classes.." Pete instructed.
"I'm coming...." Macao called back.
"wait...Pete....I.... Listen to me..." I tried one last time, but he ignored me again and left with Macao.
Later that day...
After some time, I left for work. In the evening, I came home early and couldn't find Pete anywhere. I tried calling him, but he wasn't picking up his phone. A sense of worry and frustration grew in me as I went to check on Macao.
"Macao, open the door..." I said, knocking firmly.
"what is it?" he asked, opening it slightly.
"Where is Pete? I couldn't find him... And he is not picking up his phone," I explained my concern.
"ohh... He went to meet P'Porsche," Macao replied simply.
Porsche? He didn't tell me he is going out today... You didn't tell him you won't come for the date yesterday... Macao is mocking me about it.
Is he really angry? I asked Macao, He says Pete was happy yesterday morning, but now he looks like a puppy abandoned by his owner. Macao warned me that if I hurt "Mom" (referring to Pete), he won't forgive me.
Why do you love him so much? Do you love him more than me...? Macao said he feels Pete gives him the warmth of a family and treats him well, and yes, he loves Pete more than me
Everyone will fall in love with him, he is so damn cute. Macao is right, if I love him, I need to consider his feelings and not hurt him. I haven't been able to spend time with either of them; Macao said, he just wants you by his side.
I know.... And I'll make it happen...
PETE'S POV
Porsche called me out tonight, which was nice of him. We're at Yok's bar, but I can barely talk; I just keep drinking. Porsche notices, of course, and asks what's wrong. I stay silent, lost in my own head.
"Fought with Vegas?" he asks. How does he always know? "Sort of..." I admit. He asks if anyone else could make me feel this way, and I let out a small laugh. "Pretty much..."
He thinks Vegas cheated on me and threatens to beat him up, and I stop him. "No... he didn't... It's not him it's me who has a problem..."
Porsche looks surprised. "You??"
I explain everything that's happened. I know how important his work is, but I just want him to keep me company. I keep bothering him when I should be the one to support him. He's working so hard and I get angry at him when he can't be with me... I'm a really bad boyfriend who can't even think about his partner's feelings...
Porsche asks, so you feel like you are bothering him, and that's what's making you sad?
I nodded my head agreeing to him...