Love's Last Stand

At that precise instant, Nib's eyes met Win's, and Win's gaze connected with Nib's, forging an unbreakable bond between them.Win was gravely wounded, his voice barely above a whisper as he implored, "Nib... please, leave... I'll be alright."Nib lowered himself to the ground, gently caressing Win's bloodied cheeks, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Win, you're bleeding," he gasped.Win's voice trembled with emotion as he spoke, "Nib... You've wondered, haven't you? Do I truly want to commit myself to you in matrimony? The truth is, yes, unequivocally yes. I yearn to walk every step of this journey beside you, to engrave our existence in shared moments. I ache to find my forever within your arms."Nib, overwhelmed with emotion, nodded, "Yes, Win. We will, but this isn't the time for such talk."Through his tears, Win murmured, "It is, Nib... it is. We might not have tomorrow to speak these words."Nib responded, showing a makeshift paper ring, "No, Win, we are already engaged... look, our rings."Despite his injuries, Win tearfully insisted, "Nib, please go... she's not here. It's the right moment."Nib, resolute, shook his head, "No, I can't leave without you. You have to come with me."Stricken, Win whispered, "I can't, Nib. I can't... I beg you, go. She's dangerous. Save yourself."Suddenly, the rustling of a Palmyra's fruit interrupted their conversation. They turned to find Kimsy approaching with an unsettling gait."I knew you'd come," Kimsy sneered. "To save your boyfriend. But Nib, who will save you from me?"Nib's anger surged, and he clutched Kimsy's throat tightly, declaring, "I told you, Kimsy, if you harm Win, no one will be worse than me."Undeterred, Kimsy chuckled, taunting, "If you want to kill me, Nib, go ahead. But then, who will save your beloved boyfriend?"She directed Nib's attention to Win's leg, revealing the explosive tied to it. Win's face twisted in fear.Kimsy added ominously, "Your Win's leg is rigged with a bomb. Any movement, and boom!"Fearing for Win's life, Nib reluctantly released Kimsy's throat.Moments passed in bewildered silence, and then Kimsy retrieved the same rod Nib had used on her leg in the hospital. She approached Nib with deliberate steps, brandishing the heavy rod. Nib stood firm, his gaze shifting between Kimsy and Win.But when Win cried out, "Kimsy, nooo... I'm begging you," Nib's heart sank. He watched helplessly as Kimsy struck Nib with the rod, causing him to collapse to the ground.The sky above darkened with ominous clouds, and Win screamed once more, "Nibbbbbbbb!"As the world seemed to hold its breath, Kimsy continued to laugh malevolently. "Is this the one you speak of, Win? Well, I've ended countless gay couples, but none have provided me with such amusement before."Nib, bleeding profusely and with eyes aflame, refused to yield. He struggled to his feet and declared, "You're nothing more than a heartless woman. You may kill us, but you can never extinguish our love. Do you hear me? Heartless woman!"Enraged, Kimsy approached Nib once more, seizing his throat. Win, still bound and helpless, strained to free his hands, bloodied and torn, but his determination remained unwavering.With a vice-like grip on Nib's throat, Kimsy met his gaze and taunted, "I take pride in being heartless."She leaned in, attempting to force her lips onto Nib's, but he resisted, pushing her away and delivering a resounding slap that left her lips and nose bloodied.With a villainous smile, Kimsy touched her own bloodied face and sneered, "You slapped me, Nib."Then, she unleashed her fury without restraint, repeatedly striking Nib with the rod.In the throes of a perilous struggle, victory seemed like a distant dream for Win. His hands remained bound, a relentless reminder of his vulnerability. Beads of sweat glistened on his furrowed brow as he poured every ounce of determination into the relentless task of freeing himself.The room echoed with Nib's desperate cries, a symphony of anguish that pierced the very soul. "Don't dwell on me, Nib... Nibbbbbb!" Her name escaped his lips like a haunting lament, the intensity of his plea hanging heavy in the air.Yet, fate proved to be a relentless adversary. Nib found himself once more cast upon the unforgiving ground, his defenselessness exposed. Kimsy, overtaken by an uncontrollable force, positioned herself atop Nib's waist. Her actions were a turbulent maelstrom of desire and chaos, a tempest of raw emotion. She pressed her lips feverishly against Nib's, each kiss igniting a passionate fire that raged uncontrollably. Her hands tore at his t-shirt, revealing the sculpted strength beneath, while her nails left a trail of sensation on his muscles, like a painter's brush on a canvas of desire.In the midst of this tempestuous encounter, Nib's unwavering determination remained a beacon of hope. He yearned to push Kimsy away, to regain control of the tumultuous situation. Yet, she held fast to his hands, binding him in a passionate dance of longing and resistance, where the line between desire and restraint blurred in the dimly lit room.In the dimly lit chamber, the relentless savagery of Kimsy's inner beast continued its gruesome feast upon Nib's frail form, an insatiable hunger that gnawed at his very being. Yet, in this nightmarish tableau, a stark paradox emerged; Nib's pure heart, untouched by the vile torment that enveloped him, radiated a fragile resilience.A profound understanding descended upon him—a grim acceptance of his imminent fate. His gaze, though blurred by the ceaseless cascade of tears, remained unwaveringly affixed upon the ethereal vision of Win. Amidst his torment, Nib clung to the bittersweet memory of their shared moments, and a melancholic smile graced his trembling lips.As tears glistened in Win's eyes, the pain in his heart mirrored the anguish etched on Nib's face. Win's voice quivered his plea a desperate cry in the face of unspeakable suffering."Kimsy, end this torment. Please, I beg you... End my life. You always yearned for me to beg for death, so I beseech you now—release me from this wretched existence."Yet Kimsy remained consumed by her own insatiable desires, her unrelenting thirst for satisfaction having plagued her for three long years. Win, defeated and drained, closed his eyes, bracing for the inevitable.Amidst a backdrop of agonized moans and stifled cries, Kimsy's carnal desires were finally sated, her twisted cravings temporarily quelled. Turning her attention to Win, she implored him to reveal his veiled eyes, but met only with an unwavering refusal. With a resolute gesture, Kimsy freed his bound hands, propelling him toward Nib.Win's gaze flickered, a facade of composure masking the inner turmoil. A fleeting smile played on his lips, concealing the storm within. His eyes, however, betrayed the torrent of unshed tears that threatened to engulf him. Unspoken sentiments hung heavy in the air, forging an unbreakable bond between kindred souls.In that charged moment, Nib's grip on Win's hand tightened—a steadfast anchor amidst the chaos. Unbeknownst to them, Kimsy advanced, her heartless footsteps trampling upon their bound hands, a cruel reminder of their torment. The impact reverberated through their bodies, yet Win and Nib remained resolute, locked in their unspoken pact. The malevolence they had endured had reached its bitter end, leaving behind only a fragile semblance of serenity.In a chilling twist of fate, Kimsy turned her malevolent focus towards Win, wielding a menacing rod with cruel intent. The blow landed with brutal force, a savage eruption of pain that splattered droplets of crimson upon Nib's frail form. Nib's anguished cry echoed through the chamber, a primal scream against the injustice that had befallen them.And in the midst of his agony, Nib cried out, "Win...""Winnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn..."Suddenly, like a harbinger of salvation, Inspector Thai burst into the chamber, his gaze falling upon the horrifying scene before him. There lay Win and Nib, broken and battered, while Kimsy stood beside them, her hands stained with Win's bloodied weapon. With a firm resolve, Inspector Thai leveled his gun at Kimsy, demanding that she raise her hands.Kimsy complied, throwing the bloodied rod into the air, a sinister relic of her sadistic frenzy. Inspector Thai then approached Win and Nib, who were now seated on the unforgiving ground. Nib's eyes remained locked on Win, but Win had slipped away, leaving behind only memories of whispered promises and dreams of a shared future.Inspector Thai cradled Win's lifeless head in his lap, his voice trembling with desperation as he urged him to wake. But it was too late. Inspector Thai's piercing gaze bore into Nib as he demanded, "What happened, Nib? Tell me!" Yet, his eyes were locked on Win. Abruptly, the world turned surreal as Inspector Thai began to cough up blood, his eyes flickering toward Kimsy. Panic coursed through Nib, and he cried out, "Thai, sir!"But before he could react, both Inspector Thai and Win lay lifeless on the cold, unforgiving floor. Nib, aching to rise, found himself utterly drained of strength.Kimsy, with a malevolent glint in her eyes, seized Nib by his hair and whispered venomously into his ear, "Thai, sir..."Kimsy's chilling words sliced through the air, a sinister proclamation, "Now, Nib, prepare to witness your ruin, as I send you on a one-way journey to the afterlife." Her lips met his once more in a forceful, damning kiss.Upon reaching the fifth floor, the scene morphed into a nightmare. Two colossal tanks brimmed with flammable petrol loomed ominously. With calculated malevolence, she punctured them both, unleashing a torrent of liquid fire that devoured everything in its path.The entire edifice became a relentless furnace, an inferno that spared no corner, leaving no room for escape. Within its merciless grasp were Nib, Win, and the lifeless form of Inspector Thai, all consumed by the relentless tide of destruction. The building groaned and roared, an embodiment of wrath and vengeance..................