•BULLET TO THE HEART• [VEGASPETE]
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vegas theerapanyakul
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.
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.
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.
pete saengtham
Find good in everything. My mother had always told me whenever I used to feel sad. At that time, when I was young... it felt something easy to go with.
But now... when my mother's presence isn't there to tell me that or comfort me.... I feel that emptiness.
Doesn't mean I don't have anyone else to go. God bless my Father. He has always been there for me. Even after when my mother left for heaven, he still was there... making sure I was okay.
We both are each other's solace.
But there's something which bothers me everyday.
There's a part of my life which has erased from my memory. A part which tries to haunt me every night. A part in which there's a... Boy... A boy who cries, hugs me and wipes my tears.
However much I try to remember him... I just can't. My head and heart hurts. It frustrates me to the core.
Who is this boy? Why does he cries? Or why do I cry? Is that boy even real? Or am I just imagining things?
Whenever I bring this concern to my father. He just has one answer... or more like a story.
He says that a year after my mother passed away I got into an accident and was unconscious for days. Maybe my mind made up a boy in my head while that time. Which I absolutely find absurd.
This is near to impossible or maybe it might have happened but... sometimes the visions feel too real to be made up.
When I was younger I agreed with my father. But now when I'm an fully grown adult... I feel conflicted. Although I have stopped asking my father about it but I'm hoping secretly that whatever reason my visions are may come to light in front of me.
But to be honest... I'm trying to move forward with my life too.
I'm currently working as an model in my friend's agency. Modelling wasn't my passion or anything but I didn't wanted to work in my father's field either. His business talks just bore me to death. Oh you might think of me as some stuck up brat but actually I really am a loser in that.
My passion was and will always be becoming an actor.
Shocked? Well... my mother was an actress herself. When she was young she has rocked her era so gracefully. Everyone used to fall on their knees whenever she used to come on the screen.
That's how my father saw her. The moment he saw my mother on a big theater screen, he was mesmerized. Being a top businessman, it was easy for him to ask her out on a date. And of course seeing his gentlemanly approach even mom was in awe.
On their very first date they hit it off. And then more dates happened and finally my father proposed her at Chiang Mai, in the sacred surrounding of Wat Sri Suphan temple.
My mom started crying and my dad panicked thinking she didn't liked him or something but the next second he was getting embraced by my mom as she repeated 'I love yous' to him.
They soon got married and my mom kept working as an actress. But soon she got pregnant with me and took the decision of leaving her career. My dad pleaded her not to do that, he knew it was her passion and h didn't wanted her to leave that. But she just said one thing, "My dream of being a great actress isn't that big to comparison with my dream of being a best mother to my children." and hearing that dad just left it at it.
They had me and we were happily ever after until of course... fate decided to play a cruel joke.
But now I want to fulfill my mom's wish. I want to become a great actor and show the world and my mom that I'm indeed her son!
And even if life throws any kind of challenge towards me...
Pete Saengtham will always face it with a smile!
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