•BULLET TO THE HEART• [VEGASPETE] vegas theerapanyakul

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The world doesn't revolves around you. I have understood this ever since I was a kid.

You can't expect things from anyone. Even from your family. And I.... had gone through that.

When I was ten years old I lost my mother. That day was the worst day of my life and I felt so.... so terrible. It felt so unfair. Why me?! Why my mother!? Why?!

My elder cousin, Kinn was there for me. Always wiping my tears away, while my eldest cousin, Tankhun made sure I was drinking water time to time as I was out of it. Holding my two years old brother, Macau closer to my chest.

I watched as my father just sat in front of me, blankly staring at my mother's photo. For anyone it would have looked like he didn't cared but only I could see his numb, watery eyes. He was hurt but he had to stay strong. For me, for Macau and for our family.

But then I saw my Aunt coaxing my younger cousin, Kim who was crying his eyes out while looking at my mother's beautiful face which now was only captured in a frame.

At that moment I felt so unfair. So empty inside. Why did the fate do this to me? Did I not deserve my mother? My little brother who needed her the most, did he not deserved her? Did my loving father who dedicated his whole life to my lovely mother and us not deserved his life partner?

At that moment all I felt was rage! Rage towards my fate! Rage towards father for not trying enough to save my dying mother! Rage towards my cousins who could never understand what I was going through because at the end of the day... they weren't the ones who lost their mothers!

And since that day ever I changed. Everything changed.

I started forming distance between me and my cousins. Whenever they tried to be there for me, I pushed them away. Avoided them.

The same with my father. He, like a great father that he is was making sure I and my brother were getting everything we want but I kept him at my arms length. He tried and tried but I stood my ground.

Things started to get worse year by year as my behaviour got more out of hand. I started insulted everyone. Purposely making everyone's day bad just to feel good. But that feeling never came.

In all of this chaos there were only two people whom I cared for deeply. Of course the first was my baby brother. But the second one was the kid of the business partner of my father and uncle.

Pete Saengtham.

He was older than me. He always treated me kindly. Be it cooking for me, studying with me or being there when I was missing my mother... Pete did it all.

Just like me he lost his mother at early age too. And my silly, childish mind thought that makes us soulmates or something.

Yeah, dumb I know.

If with Pete I was being a total angel then on the other side with my family I was behaving like a spawn of a devil.

After my constant crass behaviour and borderline dangerous behaviour, my father had enough. He made a decision. Send me away to other country.

I fought, cried and what not but for the first time he ignored all of it. All he said was, "I'm doing this for your own good." And I hated him for that!

I wasn't even able to meet my Pete.

It just added to my anger. And then and there I decided that I wasn't going to forgive anyone ever!

This was more betrayal. This was war.

And Vegas Theerapanyakul never loses a war.

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