All Strings Attached

Chapter 27

'Didn't I fucking ask you to have a seat?' 

'Gun dude, what are you doing?' One of the guys came forth and looked at Win 'Isn't he a friend of Bright?'  

Gun turned to look at the guy and said in a calm voice 'Don't worry. He doesn't mind. Do you?' He turned back to look at Win who looked terrified. As soon as Gun asked the question, he immediately shook his head in a no.

'See?' Gun said with a smile. 

'Dude looks pretty terrified to me though. Hey kid, you sure you ain't gonna piss in your pants?' The fellow asked, looking at Win.

'Why did you want to see him?' Saint asked, stepping forward and grabbing gun's attention.

Gun turned to look at him, confused 'Your friend got a tongue in his mouth as well?' 

'Saint' Win called him and gave him a look, warning him not to say anything. Gun shrugged his shoulders and said 'Okay one whore at a time' 

'So when are you telling Bright?' Gun asked, putting his both hands on either arm of the chair, trapping Win in between.

'I'll tell him soon.. just please don't say anything to him' Win pleaded

Gun smiled and moved closer, his lips brushing against Win's ears 'what do you think is going to happen when Bright will come to know?'

He slid his hand over win's arm to his hand and traced his thick finger over the platinum ring in Win's finger. Win closed his hand in a tight fist, afraid to lose the ring.

'I'll..I'll tell him myself. Just stay out of this' Win repeated himself, his voice quivering just like his soul. He heard Gun chuckling as he pulled away and stood straight, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one.

After taking a deep drag, he bowed down a bit and blew the smoke on win's face, making him grimace.

'You want some?' He asked, raising cigarette in front of Win's face

'No' Win refused, facing the other way. Gun grabbed his face harshly, making him look straight ahead

'I said you fucking take it' Gun yelled. 

'I can't!' Win fought back, grabbing Gun's hand with his own. Gun let go of his face and instead grabbed his hand and raised his finger that had the ring in it. 

'Pretty' He said, staring at the ring but his expressions were exactly opposite to the word he just muttered. Win immediately curled his fingers but Gun tried to open his hand forcefully

'Show me the ring' He said, trying to scratch his hand open. Win stood up from the chair and fought back

'It's none of your business. Let it go' 

Gun brought his cigarette closer and burnt the back of Win's hand, making him shriek 

'Win!' Saint couldn't stand back. 

'Stop it man. Bright is going to be so pissed' Another one of the men came forth.

'Let go of the ring!' Gun listened to none and kept on trying to get the ring.

Win's face was red with the force and the struggle but he refused to let go of the ring.

'This ring means nothing to you! Bright will fucking kill you once he knows who you are !' gun yelled in Win's face.