All Strings Attached

Chapter 3

"Wait!" He gasped , his eyes bigger than usual "Why did you kiss me ?"

Bright frowned.

"That night" Win stressed, trying to make him remember.

"I don't know what you're saying. I was really drunk that night" Bright said, narrowing his eyes.

" You can't forget it like that!" Win gasped " It was my first kiss. Take responsibility !" He shouted , standing on railway track to make his point stronger.

"I am sorry did my kiss made you pregnant?"  Bright asked.

Win burst out laughing, losing his balance and fell down backward on rail.

"So stupid" Bright muttered and smiled to himself, looking at Win laughing.

They heard a loud siren and Bright looked at the sign board and the lights were flashing, indicating a Train was about to pass by here.

"You won't ask me to get off the rail?" Win asked, still sitting on the rail.

Bright looked at him and pulled out his pack of cigarette, ignoring Win.

"Fine" Win said and stood himself up on rail "I won't move unless you tell me to"

Bright lit his cigarette with his lighter, shielding the low flame with his palm.

He looked at his feet and felt the ground trembling. The train was near.

"You still have time Bright khub!" Win shouted "Save me my Prince!" He shouted and laughed loudly, joking with his life.

Bright glanced at him and turned back at the sound of horn. He could see the train coming by his own eyes, not slowing down.

He frowned harder and looked immediately at Win standing there, beaming. What is he doing?

Train ran pass by him on the track other than the one where Win was standing.

For a second, Bright felt his heart stopped beating. He honestly thought Win was going for suicide.

After the train was gone, Win came stumbling back to Bright, laughing.

"Gosh It was so loud I feel dizzy" Win laughed, trying to stand properly.

"Did I scare you?" He asked "I've been coming here since I was young. Train switches paths at this point. The track I was standing on is under-construction "

Bright frowned and ignored him, his heart trying to get normal.
Its not like he cares about other's lives.

He was just not fond of watching people attempting suicide.

Things like that brings back memories.

"But I bet you already knew this" Win spoke when he saw Bright wasn't responding "You already saw the left sign flashing right?" Win asked, pointing towards 2 signs, with left and right written on them.

Bright glanced at the signs and looked away, muttering "I can't read English"

"What?" Win asked, unable to hear.

"I can't read English" He admitted, louder than before.

Win looked at him surprised then immediately retreated "Well don't worry. Look the one says Right means this way" He pointed towards his right.

"And this is l-e-f-t" He said, holding Bright's left hand "The hand you usually use to hold stuff"

Bright looked at his face than at his own left hand. He then glanced at the sign that had left written on it in English.

Win smiled at him and teased "You forgot to snatch your hand back"

Bright looked at his hand being held by Win and immediately pulled his hand , pushing Win back who chuckled but bowed down, holding his head "Don't push so hard. I'm still feeling dizzy from standing too close to the train"

Bright sighed and looked the other way, observing the orangish dull sky.

"Look my hands are still trembling" He said, showing him his fingers, trying to take his attention. He stepped ahead and stumbled on a rock, falling on Bright who grimaced as he supported Win for a mere second, before throwing him away on ground and replied with disgust on his face "Go die somewhere else"

"Ouch" Win winched and stood up, his phone ringing.

"Shia " He muttered and picked up the phone immediately"Hello dad"

Bright looked away from him and stared around, at the sinking sun, the brown hay, the cold winds. It reminds him of all those times he  went fishing with his dad when he was young and they would watch the sun sinking down, sitting in his boat, smiling.

Has this scenery always been this sad? He thought.

Win glanced at Bright, still talking om his phone and pushed something in his own pocket.

"Alright dad. I'll be back right away. Yes don't be mad na " Win said into his phone and hang up.

"I really have to go" Win pouted and put his phone back into his pocket" Dad is really mad at me"

Bright who was not looking at him, nodded subconsciously.

Win smiled at him one last time and walked away.

Bright sighed and let the cool wind disturbed his hair. He looked at the sign board and read loudly "L-E-F-T" and raised his left hand.

After a while, he turned back to go and patted his backpocket, looking for his wallet.

He frowned.

He patted his pocket again, this time checking all his pockets, including his jacket's.

Suddenly he remembers Win falling onto him and holding him from his waist.

"You son of a bitch" Bright muttered, gritting his teeth.

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Win held Bright's wallet up in air and laughed "Damn I was so smooth. He didn't even notice"

He put the wallet back into his pocket and continued walking towards his house, smiling.

Bright will have to see him again to get his wallet.
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Author note
I might change my name .