All Strings Attached

Chapter 7

"Ouch Dad leave na!" Win said and bent forward "I didn't fight with anyone. P'Type!?" He yelled, calling his brother for help.

Type who was in his room, came down upon hearing the ruckus and jogged down the stairs when he saw his dad messing with Win again.

"Dad let go na" Type said, holding his dad's hand "You know his pain tolerance is low"

"With a built body like this?" His dad fought with Type, letting go Win who immediately hid behind his older brother, whimpering "The problem is not his body but his mind who can't think of anything but mischievous shit" His dad said, pointing towards his head.

"Please dad" Type begged, calming down his dad "Don't be mad na. I'll talk to him" Type turned around and looked at Win, his eyes concerned, asking "What happened to you?"

Win looked at Type then at his dad who was glaring back at him with rageous eyes.

"I'm not telling dad. My arm still hurts" Win muttered, occasionally looking at his father, his face looking like a sad puppy.

"You want me to come over there?" His dad asked, his voice scaring Win shitless.

He gulped and nodded, slowly explaining " You didn't even give me a chance to explain. Today on our way back to home from campus, a bus came by really fast" Win said, nodding, his eyes wide "It was about to run over me but luckily I jumped aside but hit my head on the pavement!" Win said, dramatically explaining the story.

His mom gasped, holding Win's arm while his dad looked unimpressed.

"Really?" Type asked looking at Saint, frowning hard. Saint himself was frowning, looking at Win and internally clapping at Win's ability to make up a fake story at the spot. He noticed Type was looking at him and hurriedly nodded "Yes yes phi"

"Which bus was it?" Type asked , still looking at Saint who looked at Win and frowned, scratching his head "Which bus was it again?"

"Uh The college bus , right?" Win said, looking at Saint, unsure if the college bus even take that route. He looked at Type and explained further "I don't actually remember that correctly. I hit my head pretty hard"

"My baby is so brave!" His mom exclaimed and then glared at her husband "And what is the matter with you? You always blame him ! "

"What can I do? His reputation screams he is going to get in trouble every other day!" His dad defended himself, his voice a lot softer in front of his wife.
He looked at Saint and smiled "I am glad no one was seriously hurt "

Saint looked at him and smiled cutely. Win looked at them and faked a vomiting face. "Mom you sure you popped me out in the hospital and not Saint? Someone tell that to dad " He said, looking at his mom.

" Almost ran over by the bus but still talking non sense" His dad muttered, glaring at him. Type softly smacked Win's back and gestured him to be quite.

"Did you apply already?" His dad asked , again shifting his attention to Saint and Win looked at them, curious.

"Yes and I am waiting for their call" Saint replied , nervous "I applied to work part-time in a coffee cafe around my campus" He said, looking at everyone else.

"Thats great but shouldn't you use that time to study?" Type said, looking at him "If its about financial, you can talk to me"