《Save Me (VegasPete)》Chapter Fifteen
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L A S T
C H A P T E R
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Whatever begins also ends.
-Seneca
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“Hey! Did you even have the tailored suits?” I asked Arm on the other line as I went to veranda to smell some fresh air.
"Do you think we are poor?” It was Pol who answered this time. “Suits will be customized not rented, idiot.”
“Hey!” I shouted at him. “Are there many visitors?”
“Just our parents and the rest from the Main Family.”
I nodded when I heard that from Pol.
“Alright. Advance Congratulations to your wedding.” I greeted with a smile and laugh when I heard the two teasing each other.
“You should have a gift!” Arm told me.
“My presence is already a gift.”
“Stop being stingy, Pete. You already got yourself a rich husband.” Pol told me and ended the call.
The hell. Of course I will give them some gift… I still don’t what it is but I will think about it later.
Five years has passed and lots of things have changed.
Four years ago, I married Vegas and lived a happy life with Venice. We still haven’t forgotten about Macau and would visit him from time to time.
For Khun Kinn and Porsche, they were married for three years now and they had a son with the help of surrogacy. It was a two year old son named Mag. Damn.
Mag resembles Khun Kinn so much and as he grew older, his attitude is the same as Porsche.
At the age of two, the first thing he said was “fuck” and not his father’s name. Sometimes, I pity Khun Kinn- he is stuck with two people with uncontrollable mouths.
(Mag…num)
On the other hand, Kim and Porche’ are doing fine. Nong Porche’ will be graduating too.
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I can still hear them arguing with each other every single day. Once you heard the reason for their arguments, it is always childish.
Sometimes Porsche calls it as “nonsense”.
Arm and Pol are my two great friends. They are going to get married on September. It took them five years to settle because they broke up three years ago and eventually came back to each other.
I wanted to laugh every time I remember Arm’s crying face.
They had problem with determining if is it really love or maybe they just got used to have each other.
Sometimes, Pol will blame it to Khun No, saying that they have been cursed.
“Who called?”
Vegas approached me and gave me a back hug. He rested his chin on my shoulder and kissed my ear.
“It was Arm and Pol talking about their wedding.” I answered. “They are finally getting married.”
I am so excited for the two of them! They stressed me when they broke up. They should also pay me for being their third wheel every time we hang out.
“Not yet sleepy?” I asked them but Vegas just softly shake his head.
“Papa…Dada…”
Vegas removed his hands on my waist as we both turn around and smiled widely.
Venice is wearing a moon themed pajama while hugging a grenade cushion that Vegas gave him.
He is scratching his sleepy eyes and going towards our direction.
Venice is already five years old who just finished Kindergarten. Unlike other kids, Venice is someone who behaved and talked like an adult. The level of his intelligence and the way he handle his emotion is also surprising.
“You really looked like him.” I told Vegas as he picked up Venice to carry.
Venice looked up to the millions of stars at the night sky. With his hands, he pointed the two brightest stars he saw.
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“Phi Macau…Uncle Tankhun.” He muttered while looking at the sky.
I couldn’t help but to smile.
While he was growing up, I had a habit to teach him that the two brightest stars he will see at the sky will be the two people who saved Vegas and I.
Those two bright stars are Khun No and Macau.
“Is Phi Macau and Uncle Tankhun happy there?” Venice asked in curiosity referring to the sky where he thought the two are staying.
I heard Vegas respond. “Maybe at this moment, they are being chaotic up there and became close friends.”
I caress the back of Venice and patted his head. “They are happy.”
The two bravest and selfless people I met became the bright stars in the universe.
They are finally home and time will come that we will see each other again.
- E N D-
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