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Pete x Way
Angst

~Didn't Deserve What You Gave Me~

PART-I

"B-Babe...I...."

"Gosh! Way just fuck off from here!"

A sudden harsh punch from his 'best friend' threw him on the cold hard ground. Way laid there motionless as his body contorted in pain from the impact, unable to speak, unable to move. Tears stung his eyes and blurred his vision. He remained on the floor, silently weeping, as he wished he could rewind time back to how it all was before the discovery.

"You know what, Way," Babe growled, crouching beside his fallen figure, and grabbing him harshly by his hoodie, only to meet a pair of helpless, tear-stained eyes, "I trusted you. I trusted you for all these years. Yet...you betrayed me, manipulated me, you tried to harm me-"

"I-I would n-never-"

"Shut up," Babe cried, his eyes blazing with anger, as he landed another punch on Way's face, creating a bloody bruise on the corner of his lips, "You say...you loved me, huh? Haha. People like you...and love? Huh, you are just a fucking useless asshole. You only know how to get what you want, no matter how. You don't deserve love, Way. You never did, you never will. You're just a pathetic piece shit that should be left to rot and die. Fuck! I can't believe I was your friend...motherfucking asshole!"

Babe finally let go of his hoodie, and with one last push, he left Way on the floor, broken and injured. After Babe left the garage, it was all silent. It was only them, as the rest of the team had already gone. After his departure, silence fell over the garage. No sound...just gloom.

As he lay on the ground, helplessly reminiscing his past, Way closed his eyes, letting his tears roll down the sides of his face. His wounds pained, and he could feel the blood oozing out of them. Way smiled to himself. Fate, huh? It still felt like it as if it was just yesterday Babe had won his first race and how they celebrated with just one bottle of beer, only the two of them. It still felt like yesterday, how he had taught Babe the basics of driving, the art of repairing cars, providing him with water from time to time during his busy work schedule and then goofing around with him in the middle of practices while Alan scolded them at the top of his voice, making all the mechanics in the garage laugh. Fate, huh? And today, here he is, lying on the ground of the same garage, bloodied and broken, beaten up by his 'best friend' just because of a mistake that he still regrets every second of his life, and he will continue to.

If only I hadn't listened to him that day. What would matter, huh? Atleast I wouldn't be here right now, in this condition. Huh, Babe's right. People like me don't deserve anything but pain. He's right. All my life, I just went around, hurting everyone. I never even deserved love, forget about him. It's all just a facade of infatuation and lies that people showed me. He's right. I was born to rot and die.

Way slowly got up from the floor, his whole body aching in pain. As he limped towards the exit, he turned around and took one last look at the garage. Tears streamed down his eyes as memories came flooding back to him. He took one last look at Babe's majestic car, his own car, Alan's one and all the other prized racing cars standing proudly. He smiled. One last time.

He came outside and looked up at the sky. I always dreamt of being a star, but everytime I gave it up for someone else. Finally I can be one. I'm sorry everyone. I'm sorry Babe. I know it's impossible for you to forgive me, so I won't ask for forgiveness again. But here I promise, from today, I finally disappear from your life, once and forever.

It's better for all of you to be without a bad omen like me.

* * *

Pete, as usual, came back to his apartment by eleven at night. He felt sorry again. He remembered how he had promised Way that he would return early, but blame those tons of impossible people and horrendous work he has to deal with. A billionaire's life isn't always easy, and Pete knew it too well.

The first thing that Pete noticed was the heavy darkness of his apartment rooms. Not a single light was glowing and that made Pete feel really odd. Isn't Way home? But where on Earth would he be at this moment? He didn't inform me anything. Pete quickly switched on the lights of the dining room and looked around. No signs of Way. He felt really confused and anxious. He went to their living room, it was empty too. Kitchen, no one was there. He called his name a number of times, still no response. As time passed, Pete felt more and more anxious. He had no idea where his boyfriend was. He tried calling him, but of no use. No one was picking up.

Should I call Alan? But how is he supposed to know? He wasn't in the garage today. Jeff is with him, he wouldn't know too. It's absolutely pointless to call North or Sonic. Charlie, no. Babe definitely no!

Suddenly, Pete remembered. Is he in the bathroom? Quickly, Pete ran towards the bathroom and was elated to see the lights through a small opening on the door. He reached for the bathroom door and pushed it open. But...as soon as he saw the sight inside, his blood ran cold.

"W-Way...."

About two to three broken bottles of alcohol lay scattered on the marble floor. There was water all over and the entire bathroom was in a dishevelled condition. In one corner, propped up against the bathtub, was his Way. As Pete moved closer to him, regardless the mess, he saw everything clearly.

Way was unconscious, propped against the bathtub, his head hung low and his legs sprawled in front of him. There were bruises all over his beautiful face, as if someone had beaten him over and over again. The most gruesome part was the large gash on his left wrist out of which blood flowed in an uncontrollable amount. His right wrist held a shard of glass from the broken bottles tightly and he was bleeding from that hand too.

Pete burst out in tears, screaming and crying. He lunged forward to his beloved, taking him in his arms, shaking him vigorously, trying to wake him up. His world was falling apart, the castle of his dreams was crumbling into pieces as he saw his beloved unconscious in his arms and he wasn't breathing anymore. Pete screamed over and over, calling his name, but there was no response. He felt numb, his surroundings becoming darker and darker. He quickly took out his phone and dialed the emergency number. His hands were shaking uncontrollably and his voice was breaking. Somehow he called an ambulance, and soon picked up Way and ran towards the door.

He couldn't loose him. He couldn't loose his mate, the love of his life, the reason of his existence.

"H-Hold on W-Way....ju-just a b-bit more love....pl-please..."

* * *

"Aaaahhhhh and here comes The King Of The Hallows, Pit Babeeeeeeee!" North cheered over all the other voices of the pub, as Babe came inside and quickly gave Charlie a small peck on his lips. The other boys pretended to be thoroughly disgusted, but soon joined in the fun.

The party was loud and the boys were having the time of their lives with their partners. Alan was horrible at dancing, so Jeff was having a miserable time with his partner. North and Sonic were in their own world, dancing as if someone had electrocuted them, nothing different from Alan. Thanks to Babe that he at least knew some kind of dance, better than the others. Charlie was having a nice time with him.

"Hey guys," Alan called suddenly.

"Wassup old man?" Sonic asked, taking a sip from his cup.

"The roof, happy?" Alan retorted, "Listen. Where is Way?"

No one replied. Everyone looked at each other's faces for response, but no one knew.

"Wasn't he with you Babe when we left?" Sonic asked, pointing at Babe. "Mn. I saw him with Babe too before leaving," North added.

"Yeah...he was with me..." Babe replied not really interested, rather annoyed, as he drank from his cup.

"Then why didn't he come here?" Alan asked.

"How the fuck am I supposed to know, huh?" Babe cried, "He came back to me, begging me to forgive him and I-"

"You what?"

"I beat him up."

"Babe!" faltered Alan in absolute surprise, "How could you, huh? How could you...b-beat him up?"

"Did you really forget what he did to me Alan?" Babe retorted.

"Really Babe, even after he was the one who gave you everything after you left your so called home?" Alan asked, looking deep into his eyes, "It was never me, Babe. I just wanted to keep you as a worker. It was him. He saw your potential, your willingness to learn, your love for cars. It was he who gave you money, food, water, shelter. Even if he turned into a bad person in the present, won't you remember his past? All the good things he had done?"

"But-"

"Now shut up, I'll call Pete," Alan said, as he went out of the bar to an empty place, the other boys trailing behind him. He fished out his phone from his pocket and dialled Pete's number. At first he wasn't picking up, and Babe had already declared to let it go and go back to enjoy the party. But on the third call, he finally picked it up. Alan put it on loud speaker and said,

"Hey Pete, it's...um...me Alan. Um...Is-Is Way there with you? I was just asking if...he was coming to the party...?"

Upon hearing no response from the other end, Alan checked whether he had ended the call or not. No, he hadn't. Then why wasn't he speaking?

" Uh...Pete?"

"Fuck it! Just leave it, Alan!" Babe cried in frustration.

And that was when Pete spoke,

"Way..."

Judging from his voice, the boys could say he was either crying or had caught a real bad cold. Why would he cry at this moment? Curiosity got the best of them, as he curiously came forward to hear him better.

"Um yeah....Way....where is he?" Alan questioned again.

"Hos-Hospital...."

"What?" Alan screamed through the phone, as all the other boys huddled around him, anxiety filling their veins, "What-What happened t-to him?"

"S-Suicide...."

And then he hung up the phone.

Silence. A silence to heavy to be broken. The boys didn't know what to say, how to react, what to do next. As they all looked at each other, they could easily see tears forming in Alan's eyes. Without saying anything to anyone, not even to his partner Jeff, he stormed out of the place upto his car, followed closely by the others. At first he was too angry and too sad to let the others go. He didn't care whether they came with him or not.

He knew he had made a mistake and he was going to beg for forgiveness, even though the damage had been done and there was no remedy for it.

* * *

"P-Pete...."

Pete was lying on the hospital floor on his knees in front of the emergency room. His shirt and hands had stains of blood all over. The poor boy looked miserable, as he was crying and shaking uncontrollably. Alan quickly ran to him and held him, as Pete cried even harder, not caring in whose arms he was.

"Wh-What did I-I do t-to deserve th-this?" he cried, clutching Alan's shirt, "I-I love him. Wh-Why d-do i have to lo-loose him? Wh-Why?"

"It's-It's okay P-Pete," faltered Alan, his own tears knowing no bounds, "It's okay. W-Way will b-be okay-"

"He-He wasn't breathing..."

"What?"

"H-He wasn't br-breathing when I-I found h-him," Pete informed, crying harder, " H-He tried to s-slit his wrist-"

"No..."

The boys couldn't believe what they were hearing, as tears blurred their eyes. Way, their friend, the racer Way had tried to end his own life? Had tried to slit his wrist to end his existence? Way, their Way, their friend for ten years, had tried to commit...suicide?

"H-His face looked b-bad," Pete said, "A-As if someone had be-beaten him-"

All eyes fell on Babe. Pete's gaze followed their's too, and, as soon as he saw him and the reaction of all the people around him, he knew it. He knew, who had forced his lover to this incident. He knew....

Way tried to end himself because of Babe.

Pete lunged at him, like a vicious lion, grabbing him by the throat and choking him, as he hit Babe's head against the wall.

"You! You are the reason why he did it! You are the reason why he tried to end himself!"

"I didn't-"

"Yes...you! It's you, you motherfucking asshole! You-You tried to kill him. You-You tried to-"

"Pete! Pete! Calm down," Alan cried in horror, as all the other boys tried to pull him away from Babe. He knew if he didn't stop him, Pete could really end up killing Babe. Pete was ready to do anything for his love, even if it meant killing someone.

"How can I?" Pete screamed at them, "How can I let this asshole go when-when he hurt my Way?"

"H-He hurt me too....he manipulated-"

"HE NEVER FUCKING PUSHED YOU TO THE BRINK OF DEATH!"

"But-But h-he....He b-betrayed me....he tried to...."

"No he didn't."

The boys quickly looked around to see who did this new voice belonged to. Standing at the entrance of the chamber was Kenta, in his black suit, looking emotionless.

"K-Kenta....what are you-"

"I just came to know what happened to Way," he replied, walking inside, "I really expected you all to act maturely for once, not creating a fucking chaos in a hospital in the middle of the night."

"What do you want, Kenta?" asked Jeff, looking darkly at him.

"Nothing," he shrugged, "Just came to clear some misconceptions."

"About what?"

"You know what, Babe," he turned to look at him, "If he didn't do what he was 'forced' to do to you, none of you would be standing here right now. None of you."

"What do you mean-"

"You would all have been killed."

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Long ass ANGST chapter fr!

Don't hate me guys! Don't worry. It'll be okay!

And yeah, before you guys lash upon me or rip my head off...

This is the first part. The second part will have angst+happy ending. Please please wait till the night. I'll try my best to update it today itself. Please spare me!

Lemme know what you think 'bout this chapter!

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