All Strings Attached

Chapter 2

Bright moved forth and held Win's face, forcing him to look up .        " Get up and run . Run away before I change my mind" Bright said, his breath stinking of alcohol.

Win looked at him, his forehead sweaty and face red . He crawled back immediately, trying to stand up.

"Run run run" Bright softly encouraged him, holding up his gun , looking at Win as if he was an entertaining circus animal.

Win took a breath and winced but got up, his head felt dizzy and feet were heavy. He ignored people around him laughing and saying vulgar things. He used all his energy and took unsteady but hurried steps towards a random direction but after a short while he felt as if something pulled his leg back and he fell down hard , face first on floor.

He heard everyone laughing at him. He felt so used up and humiliated. He turned back and pulled his leg, hearing a metal clicking sound. He looked at his ankle and saw it was chained up. The other end of the chain was in Bright's hand who was walking towards him, entertained.

He sat down and smiled big at Win , who looked like a total wreck.
"I bet you want to hit me back" He said and chuckled drunkly.

"I would if I could" Win gritted his teeth.

"What is it again?" Bright asked, loading the gun and pointing it at Win's lips.

"This is not the first time I am seeing gun" Win fought back, his voice all breathy and weak due to pain. Bright raised his eyebrows, amused. "Yeah?" Lets play this game then"

He said and rotated the gun, giving Win a chance to hold it. Win looked at his face, wide eyed. Gun who was growing more and more impatient , frowned at his fellow's action.

"Here. Take the gun " Bright said. Win looked at Bright and he felt his blood draining. Sure he was son of a police officer but he has never held a gun before.

"Take it" Bright said, his face serious and voice dark. That didn't help the situation and scared Win more. Unfortunately Bright had a very short temper. He aimed the gun at sky near Win's ear and fired a shot .

The deafening sound made Win cover his ears and flinched. Bright loaded gun again in anger and pushed it onto Win's chest "Take it you son of  bitch"

Win immediately took the gun with shaky hands and pointed it at Bright who was still smiling.

"Yeah you are gonna shoot me?" Bright laughed "Come on , Do it"

Win was aiming the gun at Bright and was struggling rather to pull the trigger or not.

"Bright enough with the play" Gun said , finally having enough. He came forth and was about to snatch gun from Win's hand. Bright held Win's hand and made him point his gun towards Gun who stopped in his way.

"Step back" Bright warned, glaring at him

Gun held his hands up and replied"Bright lets go. You are drunk"

Bright rubbed his face with his hands and tisked, snatching the gun from Win's hand and stuffing it in his jeans at the back.

He glanced at Win's face again, moving closer. He stood up, pulling Win up with him who winced at being pushed around. Bright held him by the wall and brought his face so close that Win could smell the alcohol in his breath.

"You look like you belong to a good family" Bright said, looking at Win's face and clothes. He traced his hand across Win's arm and slide it in his pocket, taking out his wallet.