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A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter 28 – Jayler I sat at the very edge of my bed deeply in thought. I was under the impression that I can finally rest but then I can’t deny the lingering reality that my brain’s still running its gears. Perhaps I feel disappointed because I thought I’d get away with this mess perfectly unscathed. I was dead ass wrong on that. It sucks that I have to be suspended for a whole damn week and that I have to do a month of service for the school when this isn’t entirely my fault. It’s basically a whole month of detention except I have to do some work and I don’t even know kind of work I have to do. Cleaning toilets? Carrying books at the library? Dusting off the windows? I can only imagine. While I do understand why Sister Salvador ended up with this decision, I am still distressed because it felt like it’s way too much. I know it’s basically a way to teach me some sort of lesson and it’s fair from their point of view. It’s quite fair. The only thing that’s making it unfair on my end
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter 29 – Jayler Lance grabbed a small stool for support as I stepped back to let him do his whole thing. I sat at the backrest of the couch arms crossed on my chest as I inquisitively watched him flipped the pages of the notebook. I guess he’s looking for a specific song because I could see his mind turning. “What should I sing?” He muttered almost inaudibly. He mutters a few words but then the look on his face make it seem like he’s not confident. He continued flipping, stopping every once in a while to see the song before eventually flipping it to the next page. “Oh, wait.” There seemed to be light bulb lit up inside his head. He closed the notebook, laid down the guitar with such delicate care before eventually going back inside his room. I followed him and this was the first time I’m going inside his bedroom. “What are you looking for?” I asked as he went to this cabinet and began looking for something. “I have written lots of songs before.” He replied. “I’m trying to look
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Thirty
Chapter 30 – Lance To sing the song that I’ve written years and years ago felt appropriately nostalgic and I’m feeling some sort of unwarranted excitement mixed with it, however there’s also a drizzle of anguish there. Just drizzle that’s quite good enough to make my head space out and travel my way back to when I was writing the song. I was heartbroken during this time and although I’ve been heart-broken before that, it was never about a romantic love. I wrote the song Bulletproof right after high school, right after I realized that Dominic had a tunnel vision for the one and only Valentine. I could still recall that specific moment when Dominic broke Valentine’s heart during our prom—it was emotionally anguishing to see them both run out of the gymnasium with genuine tears cascading down their cheeks. I would’ve pulled Dominic aside but I had already realized that he would never see me as something special. I tried to keep my cool even though deep inside I was falling to pieces. I h
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter 31 – Lance I wouldn’t say my passion had died out but I have to admit the fact that it had retrograded to nothing but a dying ember. Through the years, I gradually lost the urge and the impulse to write and actually finish a song. I forgot the reason why am I writing a song in the first place and I have no one else to blame but myself. Most of the time, I feel like an old and dilapidated guitar with some really old crusty strings that creates noise instead of melody. Perhaps that’s the whole reason as to why I have only started to write a few songs here and there but I’ve never really reached the point of completing any of them. I just write one song and then I will find myself losing grip of the inspiration and completely forgetting the reason why I’m writing it in the first place. And then I would eventually find myself writing another one subconsciously leaving the last one to rot. The cycle just goes like that and it repeats like a broken record. Singing my original song
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter 32 – Lance Valentine and Dominic got back together? The question burned like forest fire inside my head and I immediately felt a sucker punch in my gut that it had restricted my breathing path for a brief second. If I wasn’t standing in front of a myriad of suspecting eyes, I’d be breathing heavily and it would be showing on my face. This is such a wrong timing and I have to whip out the professional inside me and still give a show. It was honestly astonishing to see them sitting beside each other especially at a time like this when I’m feeling genuinely happy for the first time in a while. I know I said I’ve already moved past Dominic yet seeing him tonight wasn’t the right moment for me. Get your shit together, I whispered inside my head. “Good evening Monroe!!!!” Having a firm grip on the microphone, I opened up. I was welcomed with cheers from the crowd just as I was expecting. Even Dominic and Valentine cheered and I already thought I’m going to melt. “How are we all d
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter 33 – Lance “Hey,” I was greatly confused and somehow a little bit disappointed to see Dominic instead of Jayler. I didn’t anticipate him to come and see me at the backstage right after I just sang the song that I wrote because of him. Although to be quite fair, he didn’t know he was the sole reason why I wrote that song. “How are you doing, Lance?” Dominic asked and I almost thought I’m feeling nervous to speak to him but I wasn’t. I was actually happy to see him once again. “Good. I haven’t felt this good in long while.” I confessed telling him what I truly feel at this moment. I feel really good and I have no hard feelings left for this guy who’s standing in front of right now. I’m going to guess that he’s very much happy with his life right now and although I’m still struggling to find my soul, I’m happy for him and Valentine. “Did you really wrote that song? That was so amazing of you.” He trailed and I can’t believe the sound of reality that he’s giving me compliments
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter 34 – Jayler I let out a loud gasp as I let the tingling pleasure of the cold water drizzle onto my naked body. Yowling and squirming definitely helped me lessen the frigid sensation and my body eventually got used to the nippiness. I don’t know why I’m enjoying cold showers lately but it is quite refreshing and calming at the very same time. After twenty minutes of squirming under the cold shower, I finally decided to finish up. I woke up early today even though I went home pretty late last night. I wasn’t supposed to sneak out but I had this itch and urge to go out and see Lance perform at his gig. It was scary to sneak out last night since dad is home but I managed to gather enough courage to take a risk. I called Kenneth to come with me and he said no at first but it doesn’t take much for me to convince him. He’s never the adamant type of person when it comes to alcohol and having fun. When I saw Lance in front of the stage I instantly felt happy to see him under those di
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter 35 – Jayler A small part of me is secretly wishing that Lance should’ve told this Dominic guy that he was the sole reason why he wrote that harrowing and gut-wrenching song. Whether it’s intentional or not, I figured that he still brought down a torrential rain of pain and thunderous agony that was all poured into that song. But then I thought that’s horribly uneducated of me to wish something like that. Yes, it’s true that I don’t know the exact feeling of those emotions but at least I have an idea and I’m inclined to believe that that’s worthy enough for me to feel for Lance. However, I might have to change my point of view in line with Lance’s sentiments. He, himself had told me that he’d already moved past, buried the hatchet and whatever you may want to call it. And I guess I have to respect his decision. “I think you did the right thing.” I voiced out. It’s not necessarily what I think but based on what I’ve heard so far, it’s got to be the right thing. “I know.” Lance
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The three of them left Bradey who was enjoying the company of beautiful girls grinding with him. He surrendered to his bed and pleaded for the mercy of sleep to come and rescue him butit won't just come. He began thinking about what he said a few hours earlier, at first it sounded funny and even more insane but it could possibly be the solution to his problem. Dating a man.He was always open to the idea even before he met Samantha, but he couln't just take the risk without properly thinking about it, plus he wasn't gay at all. Day by day, he is losing every singledrop of hope he had to the point that he is starting to become desperate. The thought of getting old alone was squeezing his spinal cord; he never wanted to be left alone in this world like her mother.Richard was sitting taciturnly in front of his computer monitor, tapping away the keyboard, and while sipping some of the Matcha he bought from where he worked, he did not turned hisfocus away fro
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After the kiss everything went crazily awkward yet it felt like doubled heaven. However there had been no clear apprehension of moving from sleep to consciousness or if he did ever had the chance to sleep at all. At first he was just lying around eyes wide open firmly fixed above the idle ceiling. Usually things always do sink in as swift as a blink of an eye but now it actually took about less than twenty-four hours for him just to fully process and accept everything that happened. It's sure is real and it was wild, hungry, ardent, and awfully wrong in a way yet he wanted it all.He needed every second of it.Not that he was regretting it or something but it sure opened the closet to the realization of how sexually confused he is. Jasper and Kenneth kept on asking him about when will he ask somebody out, or when will he fuck somebody and as a response he was just telling them words of wisdom. It was obviously hilarious but, even if you consider how smart he is, he jus
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Kenneth's increasing excitement almost gave a successful infection to Jasper and Jayler, as soon as the lazy tattooed bouncer let them in without even having some second thoughts or even laying an eye to verify their legality, they started moving with the funky beat playing within the background. Clearly, even a nine year old kid could tell, they seem to resonate sheen light of minority within them though, in the most teenager sense of thinking, they dressed themselves plausibly in accordance and tried to be as oblivious as possible. They were successful about it, no one noticed and even if someone actually noticed they wouldn't give a damn anyway. They were just having fun and having fun means breaking rules, or at least that's how teenagers believe it to be."Oh lord I’ve got to admit I missed this damn place” Kenneth whistled.“Are you fucking kidding me Kenneth?” Jasper blurted in response while giving him a disbelieving glare.“Well, yeah I was here yesterday and the day before t
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The long and tiring day finally reeled to an end, Richard arrived at his unit at exactly eleven pm with the thought of Jayler actually staying in, and as usual like yesterday and the day before that,there was no sign of Jayler to be found. He was not fine with it, he doesn't understand why or how did something like this be happening to him but he felt like just being with him soothes allthe sores of a tiring day, but he has to be fine with it, and of course realizing the mere fact that his shift ends at 10 pm, Jayler probably had gone home, he has some parents and a sister toworry for his safety. He has a family, a sweet thing that he had once. And this is Friday night, and Friday nights were supposed to be the youngest of the young nights for him, and even if heis already at the early stages of getting real old to this crappy life, he and his friends still have the finest time to seek pleasure with their party people mindset. The clamorous thought of feeling
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Friday came crashing down like a tremendous blazing fireball of blessing, aside from the mere fact that Fridays were always a blessing, it was the last day of Jayler's three day suspension andafter that he can finally return back to school. He woke up very much delighted with the idea that it was all over at last, and, just like the fresh and lustrous morning light, his smile was the brightest.He took the shower with such ease and pleasure while singing some part of a certain song, humming happily into its funky and perky beats and later on doing some awkward dance moves.He arrived thirty minutes earlier today at Richard's condo unit, appearing quite youthful and reinvigorated as ever. Purely for his own amusement, in the high spirits of this stirring and exciting day,Jayler had been trying to act accordingly, keeping himself pulled together, as he found how endearing Richard could be, who based on the sole evidence of his bachelor upbringing have sethi
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It was past ten before Richard arrived at Fidelitea. This was the hour when he found Fidelitea most lovable; the shop was not yet the busiest, the smell of fresh teas making its way to invadehis nostrils never failed to relieve his accumulating anxiety, and he was so eager to kick start the bright day with his indefatigable enthusiasm bolstered by the good night sleep he mustered.Though, a thousand of trembling hearts were beating restlessly in close proximity within this heaving ancient mall, and many of them, after all, would be aching in agony but his heartache wasfar worse than theirs. Considering all of the things, whether all of the good or the bad, that happened in his past, he was impotently reduced into nothing but an incapacitated marionette madeout of fragile skins and broken bones with a deplorable heart from stitches of mismatched parts from varying textiles that were scraped out from the anguishing memories of all of his past lovers.Strang
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"What the fuck is that?" He mumbled quietly, precisely questioning what was that that he just felt earlier. His heart was still fluttering like a butterfly until now. The stare was still like the oddestfive seconds of his entire life, it was as though a moment from a romance series where the lead actor accidentally stared at his leading actress and the time suddenly went into a slow phaseof motion happened to him. This was, as far as he knows, the very first time that something like that happened and it was undoubtedly unexplainable that made his heart tramble, jerk and flutter.He walked out of the shower room then went to dress himself. Hardly aware that he had moved, he found himself lying motionless back in his own bed in which he had spent the latter of thecold night, slowly and lazily scrolling down onto his social media accounts. Fortunately, thanks to several groups of fandom that follows him, the girl who posted their kissing photos receivedmyri
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Denny was promptly fished out from the short film of bittersweet memories that he was virtually viewing in his mind by a loud ring coming from his cellphone. He came to his sense and tardilypicked up the call. It was Bradey."Hello?""Where are you?" asked Bradey."At home, why?" His voice was soft and broken."Why you sound like that?" Bradey asked inquisitively."I'm watching Korean drama" Denny lied, he doesn't want to but it appears that Bradey doesn't remember that today is Jesse's death anniversary."Oh, I didn't know you watch those stuffs" Bradey knew that Denny hated dramas and he was baffled that Denny is watching Korean dramas."Now you know, now can you please spit the reason why you called because I'm really busy crying about this sick drama" Another lie. Denny truly hated dramas, too much that without beingaware of it, he became one."Er, I just want to ask help from you""Proceed""I'm calling here fr
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Jayler decided to stay outside of the guidance counselor's office. He was quivery and unsteady; he kept on moving around, back and forth, doing random things that he thought might keephis nervousness down. Anxiety was sending several swift arrows of thoughts inside his brain. Can Richard make a good bargain with the guidance counselor? Will he be successful? Will hebe convincing enough to act as his uncle? All of it was softly and slowly killing the very most of him and the longer he waits, the more queasy he gets. Slowly, he was losing the dull light ofhope he have and was already on the verge of detaching himself from present towards the future of what will probably happen to him. Finally, the squeaking sound of an opening door awakenedand pulled him back to his sense."How did it go?" The uneasy anticipation of a good answer forced him to run instantly in front of Richard."Shush" Richard shushed him, pulling him into the farthest corner of the b
