All Strings Attached

Chapter 19

Mike smiled, looking down at his feet.

"See you later" Type smiled and attempted to turn away.

Will I ever see you again?

Mike suddenly held Type's jacket's sleeve, stopping him. Type turned back with a surprised face.

"Um" Mike hesitated, looking down for a split moment "Let me walk you home?"

Type's surprised expressions changed into laughing soon. He turned back and replied "I am older than you. I can walk back alone"

"But I really want to" Mike insisted.

Type nodded with a smile and chuckled when Mike got excited over such a small thing.

And both of them walked under the bare moon, laughing and talking. Even though, none of them made any sexual or flirting comment yet one could feel the strong chemistry and compatibility between them.
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"No! Get me out of here" Win yelled at the top of his lungs but his voice sounded barely above a whisper. He helplessly paddled his limbs, trying to get himself above the surface of water.

"Mom ! Dad ! " He cried for help, his heart giving up as his head drowned back in water. The scene felt really terrifying. Win tried to duck his head up so he won't accidently inhale water while trying to breath and saw the sky was divided into two halves. It had bright day time in one half and night on the other side.

He closed his eyes as he felt something pulling him down inside the vast water body . Holding his breath, he moved his arms around and successfully pushed his head out of the water again.

This time, he saw colour of sea changing from crystal blue to dark maroon. He pushed his wet hair back and looked at his hands.

They were stained with blood. His heart suddenly stinging with strong feelings of guilt.

"No" Win mumbled, staring at his hands in disbelief "I didn't kill anyone!"

He tried to wash his hands with the surrounding water frantically but the maroon water only added more paint on his hands.

"Save me please!" He begged , trying to swim to the shore, his arms finally helping but suddenly he felt something holding his leg with a great force, refraining him from going away. He helplessly stared at the shore and suddenly something pushed him down inside water.

Win woke up with a huge jolt and gasped, trying to breath but as soon as he tried to touch his face, he felt his hands were restricted.

He opened his eyes but couldn't see anything except darkness. His heart panicked. He immediately tried moving his legs and much to his relief , they were free to move.

He threw his head back on the soft material and sighed, his head throbbing with pain. It took few seconds for his senses to come back.

Only then he realised he was tied. His hands were tied back to something while his head was resting on a pillow. So he figured he was lying on someone's bed. His eyes were blindfolded with a black satan cloth.

He tried to pull his wrists, trying to break free but invain, beads of sweats formed on his forehead. He gritted his teeth, shouting "Where am I?"

After a short while, he heard someone's footsteps. It sounded like the person was barefooted as it made a specific sound with the floor. Win's lips were parted in distress as a frown appeared on his forehead.

He heard the sound of an old bed squeaking and felt one side of the bed sinking as if someone just climbed. The person walked on the small bed, deciding where to sit. Win desperately moved his head around blindly , trying to locate the person.