Chapter 52: Pesco (1)
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Laying down on his back, Pesco had a cigarette stuck in his mouth, he wasn’t smoking it, yet it still burned intensely as the dimmed lights in the room reflected it’s smoke reaching higher towards the ceiling…
He was having a horrible evening…
The man he thought was the closest thing to his true lover, turned out to be just another person, holding no interest for him whatsoever… yet it hurt… having his beautiful delusion broken in such a manner hurt him…
“If I wanted to I could have taken him by force… I don’t need to listen to things I don’t like if I don’t want to hear them… but…” Pesco mumbled under his breath, his voice sounding borderline psychotic as if he was planning on a murder alone in his spacious livingroom.
“When he said that… he wasn’t lying…
