Did I mention this fic is not for people under 15?
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"You guys go ahead" Bright said, sitting down on his toes, facing the horrified boy who was on his hands and knees behind the cans.
"I have some unfinished business here". He completed his sentence, giving a satanic smile to the already terrified boy.
Gun frowned at the intruder and handed the pray to one of his boy, stepping forward to look at Bright "Who is he?"
Bright tilted his head smiling, amusingly looking at Win who was looking right back in Bright's eyes, his adam apple shivered as he tried to swallow with difficulty.
"My old friend" Bright replied and held Win's collar firmly, pulling him up roughly and dragged him in front of everyone.
Win felt his legs trembling and he looked around at his surrounding, slowly realising what he has got himself into.
Bright slowly walked towards him.
Win turned back, looking at him and stuttered "Alright nice to meet you. I should get going now" .
Finishing his greeting, he quickly tried to walk pass by Bright who held him by his shoulder, pulled him back to make him turn and pushed him hard into the wall .Win winced loudly with pain.
"Whats the rush?" Bright asked, smiling. Win gulped and stared at his face. Bright looked down at his own hand and brought it up holding a gun, closer to Win's face whose eyes widened.
"Didn't I tell you to never show me your face again?" He asked, his face now serious. Win was staring back and forth between Bright and the gun, his legs about to give up.
"I uh " Win stuttered, slowly trying to set himself free from Bright's death grip.
"You answer when I ask shit !" Bright yelled and hit Win's face with gun, making him loose balance and falling down.
He held his face and cried out loud. The pain was so intense he was sure something on his face broke. He blindly tried to crawl back but Bright held him by his arm and pulled him back up, pushing him against the wall again.
Bright tilted his face and tried to touch Win's face who flinched back.
"Let me see" Bright whispered, gently holding Win's face. Win was taken back by the sudden change and stared at other boy's face, still frightened. He has never fought with anyone before. Not even with his sibling.
Bright rubbed his thumb across his bruised cheek bones.
"Did I hurt you?" Bright asked softly , shifting his eyes to now Win's eyes. Before Win could answer , Bright held his knee up and hit in Win's abdomen as hard as possible.
Win groaned loudly, bending down knees on ground holding his stomach. The intense pain almost made him throw out. Bright's loud laugh was ringing in his ears and making his head dizzy.
"Bright that's enough. Lets go " Gun who was impatiently standing here , said.
"Yes its not nice to hurt people without a reason!" Mick interrupted and everyone stared at the new boy's guts. Someone gestured him to stay quiet and dare not to talk to Bright like that.
Bright ignored him and sat down in front of Win who was wincing in pain, curled up.
"You wonna leave?" He asked, patting Win's hair who flinched and tried to move away from Bright's touch. He felt Bright holding his ankle but the unbearable pain was not letting him make sense of whats happening to him.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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Fanfiction19 years old Win Metawin is a cheerful and cheeky college boy who is son of a police officer. He often finds himself in miserable positions due to the random and poor choices he makes. Meanwhile 21 years old Bright Vachirawit is mysterious guy and...
