All Strings Attached

Chapter 6

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"There he is" Gun smirked, standing up.

Bright looked at him coming and frowned. Win came forth and his speed slowed down when he saw there were guys more than he expected.

"Hey you!" Gun shouted and walked towards him "Lets have a chat"

Win stopped in his track and looked at Bright, trying to understand what is happening. Gun walked to him and held him by his throat , giving him a jerk. Intimidated by the force, Win got startled and his hands immediately went to Gun's arm, trying to stop him.

"P'Gun let him go na" Mike said weakly, looking at Win's pale face who was almost choking on Gun's grip.

"I wonna see what the whole fuss is about" Gun said and glanced at Win's lips " You are a fucking whore who just wants to sleep with Bright just coz he is good lookin"

"P'Gun!" Mike interrupted, not having good feelings about this.

"Lets see how good you are" Gun said, pointing his pistol to Win's lips who glared at Gun with disgusted expressions and tried to set himself free.

"Let go" Bright muttered, jerking Gun's hand away from Win's neck. Win stepped back and took deep breaths, holding his own throat gently.

"Don't ruin the fun" Gun smiled and looked at Bright "or maybe you wonna join? How does Threesome sounds to you? You and me in bed, with him"

"I am not fucking disgusting like you" Bright spat out and looked at Win, his eyes cold "And you! Get the fuck out of here"

Win stared at Bright, with eyebrows furrowed like a sad puppy. Bright was glaring at him. Win looked into his eyes and felt his body not responding to the order he just received from Bright.

Bright looked behind Win for a split second and his eyes widened. Before Win could take next breath, he saw Bright pulling out his gun from the back of his jeans and he fired a shot right besides Win's head at someone standing behind him.

The sound was so intense it almost made Win deaf. He tried to cover his ears but was immediately met with a series of shots from the opposite direction.

Bright jumped to the left pushing Win with him . Win collided with the ground, hitting his head . He scrunched his nose and held his head, feeling dizzy. All he could tell that there was mass shooting going on.

And thats the most horrible sound he had heard in his life. He felt his heart beating insanely.

"Come quick" Bright yelled and pulled Win behind a big rusty Iron Garbage bin.

He crouch down behind the rusty iron figure, raising himself up only to occasionally shoot the opponents. Mike and Gun doing the same, hiding behind something else.

Win closed his eyes, focusing on his breath and trying not to panic. His head was throbbing with pain. He rubbed his head and felt one side sticky and wet. He pulled  his palm away from his head and saw it had blood on them.

Bright sat back down abruptly and pulled out the magazine of his gun and tisked at the lack of bullets. He wasn't prepared for this.

He glanced at Win for a second and muttered "Hang in there" Before he loaded his pistol again and waited to shoot when gets the best chance.