All Strings Attached

Chapter 18

Bright didn't even spare a single glance at Fuse instead he came forth until he was few inches away and put his hand on Win's ear, looking at him

"Show me your phone"  Was the first thing he said.

Win ignored him and turned his face around, folding his arms. Bright didn't ask again instead he dug his hand in Win's pocket, taking out his phone.

"Stop being an asshole!" Fuse yelled at him but Bright ignored it as if he heard nothing.

He inspected  the broken phone, turning it over. Finally he looked at Win and said "It's working fine. Why aren't you replying me?"

His voice was soft and gentle, as if he was worried. Win looked down at his feet meanwhile Fuse came forth, snatching the phone out of Bright's hand.

"Leave" He said and Bright glared at him, his jaws clenched but he endured and instead shifted his gaze back at Win, coming closer he put his hand over Win's cheeks again and asked " Whats wrong?"

"Apologise to P'Fuse for yesterday" Win mumbled, raising his face.

Bright stared into his eyes deep then let out a soft mocking chuckle.
"Lets go" He whispered ignoring Win's plea and took his hand but Win didn't move one bit instead pulled his hand back.

Bright looked back at him and stopped.

"Let him go. He doesn't want to come with you" Fuse spat and pushed Bright back harshly

Bright shot him a glare , grinding his teeth, his eyes hard.

Before he could step forward, Win came between and glared at him.

"Move" Bright growled, his eyes fixed on Fuse.

"Why?" Win asked, annoyed "So you can go ahead and beat him? Doing what you're best at ?"

Bright stayed quiet and kept staring at Win's face. His fists clenched in anger. His whole body  shaking rageously and only God knows how hard he was holding himself back.

Win stepped forward and felt his blood boiling at Bright's stubbornness.

"Apologise to P'Fuse!" He demanded again and Bright glared at Fuse, replying straightforwardly

"I don't even want to look at that piece of shit"

Win rolled his hand into fist before hitting Bright on his chest , pushing him back.

"Why are you like this?!" Win pushed him back again, causing Bright to stumble and hitting his back on pole "Why do you not admit you're wrong?"

Bright let out a sigh and looked at Win calmly, showing no sign of anger or counter attack.

"Lets go " Bright said softly, coming forward to touch Win's face only to be pushed back again harshly " Please I already had a very rough day"

"Why are you so stubborn!?" Win yelled, hitting his chest "Why?" He helplessly asked, punching his chest, each punch getting lighter than the previous, his heart feeling frustrated.

Bright held his fist and forced open his fingers, placing his hand over his own heart, letting Win hear his disturbed heartbeat.

Win stared at his chest for a moment before looking at his face. How come someone's heart be this restless while their face looks so calm?