Pete came and it just added to everything. It was like a humiliation on top of a betrayal and he was left in tears as he felt the bed shift with Vegas next to him. And in that moment, he freed himself. There was blood but he didn't care. He rolled over and sat up trembling, pulling the underwear from his mouth. For about a minute, he couldn't do anything but sit there.

And then suddenly he was on top of Vegas and he punched him so hard that he knew that the man was going to have one hell of fucking bruise for a good while. It suddenly didn't matter how raw his throat was in that moment, he screamed at him anyway. "I...said...curry rice! You fucking asshole!"