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Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 88
Chapter 88: Breaking up with you Lyric POV "A lady back there asked if I could give her a drink since she's 'lack toast and tell her aunt,'" Viktor said over the counter, his eyes crinkling with amusement. I stared at him blankly, barely registering his laughter. "She meant lactose intolerant," he added, letting out a deep chuckle. I didn’t laugh. I wasn’t in the mood for jokes. My mind was too preoccupied with my fight with Gavin yesterday. What did he mean by what he said? Shaking off my thoughts, I left the counter to prepare the order Viktor handed me. My body moved on autopilot, my mind still trapped in yesterday’s argument. Then suddenly—pain. Hot coffee spilled over my hand, scalding my skin. The cup hit the floor with a shatter, but I didn’t scream. I didn’t even flinch. I only stared at the mess, the burning sensation barely registering through the numbness inside me. "Lyric, are you hurt?" Viktor’s voice was tight with concern as he hurr
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-06Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 1; Nineteen is the goal
Chapter One: Nineteen is the Goal **Lyric POV** **Flashback** I remember the red and blue lights of the cop cars flashing like strobe lights, the constant wail of sirens piercing the air, and the golden-haired paramedic gently pulling a cloth over my shoulder. He carefully immobilized my leg while another paramedic held a tiny flashlight, peering into my eyes. “She looks healthy, aside from a few scratches here and there. The fracture will heal in a month or so. She will be fine,” he announced, but I paid no attention to his words; my eyes were glued to the ambulance. I stared at the stretcher, horrified as an arm rolled off it and hit the ground. One of the paramedics quickly followed, picking it up and placing it back on the stretcher as if it were a loose gumball. I cringed at the sight of my favorite candy ring adorning her index finger. I had given her that ring. “What is your name, sweetie? Who is the lady on the stretcher?” he asked. I gave him no re
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 2: Bad idea
Chapter Two: Bad idea It had been barely twenty minutes since I arrived at school, and someone was already yelling at me. As if it were my fault that they decided not to use the pavement and chose the pedestrian path. At the entrance, I was taken aback by the poster of the school hockey team, the *Velmont Sharks*. It featured a group photo of six hockey players and their coach, all wearing huge smiles for winning the Stanley Cup three years ago. That win did great things for our town; it basically put Velmont on the map. Despite being a town of farmers and bikers, it was known by the world as a town of hockey. Three recruits from our school played exceptionally during the playoffs. It went viral online—we had memes, posters, everything leading back to our tomato-bearing Velmont. I sighed, making my way to my locker, when I suddenly felt someone slam into me, and I crashed against the locker. Pain reverberated through my body, and I bit my lip to deal with it.
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 3: Gavin is an jerk
# Chapter Three: Gavin Hawkins was an Asshole The first hours of school went on smoothly until literature, when the teacher talked about the bullying she had suffered back in school. It made me remember when I was younger. I had been a shy and quiet kid, but my mutism had made me an easy target for bullies. They called me "silent treatment" and said I was "ignoring" them, even when I was trying my best to communicate. They pushed me around, tripped me in the hallways, and even stole my lunch money. This was college, and so much had changed. Some people had realized it was a disorder and not my doing; only Emilia had changed. I shook my head, trying to get those thoughts off my mind. "Are you okay, Miss Spencer?" The literature teacher, Miss Beth, had inquired, her face contorting in worry. It warmed my heart that she cared about me. Only a few people cared about me. Before I could gesture that I was fine, someone beat me to it. I didn't know who in a cl
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 4; asking nicely
Chapter four :I am asking nicely. Lyric 's POV The rest of the math class felt like a blur. Mr. Smith’s voice droned on, but all I could think about was the way Gavin looked at me. I replayed his words in my mind: “She can have mine.” Why did he do that? Was it pity or something else? I didn't want anyone's pity, especially not his. I couldn't believe I liked him. As the bell rang, I gathered my things slowly, still processing the events of the day. I glanced around the classroom, but Gavin was already gone. I sighed, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment. Walking to my next class, I overheard some students whispering. I caught bits of conversation about me—“that girl,” “dumb and deaf.” My heart sank. It seemed like some people would never change. In the hall, I spotted Gavin talking to a brunette girl, Janice from art class. She was pretty and had a good body. I couldn’t help but compare myself to her—she had bigger boobs than me, and her lips lo
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 5: You can't let anyone bully you
Chapter five: You can't let anyone bully you Lyric POV As if on cue, the class of sixty students laughed at my predicament. I could only feel the hole in my chest getting bigger; to think I would get used to all this by now. I guess I am too weak. Last year, we had a big project due, and I worked really hard on it. But when I tried to present, I couldn't speak. The bullies started laughing, saying I was "faking it" and "just trying to get attention." The teacher didn't do much to stop it, and I felt like I was all alone. I started to doubt myself, wondering if I was indeed "stupid" or "weird." I began to skip school, afraid of facing the bullies again. Now it was happening again. I could not go a day without berating myself. Maybe my sick mind loved the twisted attraction. As I stood there, paint dripping down my face, I felt a mix of humiliation and anger. Gavin's eyes widened in surprise, his expression shifting from confusion to concern. "Are you oka
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-03Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 6: Apologize!
Chapter Six: Apologize! Lyric POV "Shame on you, Miss Spencer, hitting your fellow students barely after school hours." It was Miss Lia; she caught me with my fist midair. Quickly, I typed it down as a text and sent it to her number on WhatsApp. Me: It isn't what it looks like, ma'am. "Really?" She scoffed. Her eyes narrowing at me, "These girls are hurt because of you, and I saw you hitting Janice, but you are denying it. Is it because of the art room incident?" "Please don't blame her, ma'am. She is just angry and gets frustrated because she can't use her words," interrupted Janice, feigning innocence. If I weren't here when it happened, I would have thought I was lying too. As expected, Miss Lia bought it. She swayed her face towards mine, menace evident in her eyes. "What do you have to say for yourself, Miss Spencer?" "What can she say, Miss Lia? Please don't punish her. It is difficult living life the way she does." Living life like m
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-03Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 7 : Pizza n stuff
Chapter Seven: Pizza n Stuff Lyric POV I insisted Wren leave instead of following me into our house. We might have known each other since middle school, but Wren had never been into our house. I prayed it remained so. You never know when my drunkard of an uncle would run out of money and return home. That meant he would take out all his frustrations on me, and I don't want Wren getting involved. Wren was a sweetheart; she would want to protect me and might get hurt. I don't want that. I would only have to protect myself from him until I turned nineteen. Nineteen was the goal. I went home, cooked, cleaned, and did the household laundry. Tired, after doing my assignment in mathematics, I lay in my bed, my mind fleeting at the events of that afternoon, after making sure my door was locked. Gavin had supported his girlfriend and kissed her in my presence. The boy I liked kissed another girl in my presence. It hurt like hell. I wanted to forget. The tears b
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Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 88
Chapter 88: Breaking up with you Lyric POV "A lady back there asked if I could give her a drink since she's 'lack toast and tell her aunt,'" Viktor said over the counter, his eyes crinkling with amusement. I stared at him blankly, barely registering his laughter. "She meant lactose intolerant," he added, letting out a deep chuckle. I didn’t laugh. I wasn’t in the mood for jokes. My mind was too preoccupied with my fight with Gavin yesterday. What did he mean by what he said? Shaking off my thoughts, I left the counter to prepare the order Viktor handed me. My body moved on autopilot, my mind still trapped in yesterday’s argument. Then suddenly—pain. Hot coffee spilled over my hand, scalding my skin. The cup hit the floor with a shatter, but I didn’t scream. I didn’t even flinch. I only stared at the mess, the burning sensation barely registering through the numbness inside me. "Lyric, are you hurt?" Viktor’s voice was tight with concern as he hurr
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 87
Chapter 87: Who gave you that title? LYRIC SPENCER POV My hands trembled as I sat on the bleachers, clutching the edge of my phone like it was the only thing keeping me grounded. The crowd was still buzzing with energy after the win, but my focus was gone. I didn’t hear the cheers. I didn’t see the flashing lights. I couldn’t feel anything but the weight in my chest. He saw. I knew it the moment I looked up and saw Gavin’s face on the ice. The way his expression fell. The way his shoulders dropped like the air had been knocked out of him. He saw Viktor kiss me. And he thought I let it happen. I swallowed hard, trying not to cry, but the tears blurred everything—my screen, the rink, the people. I wanted to go to him, explain, scream if I had to, but I couldn't even speak. All I had was this goddamn phone, and I couldn’t get close enough in time. I tried to follow him after the ceremony, but the crowd was too thick, and he disappeared before I cou
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 86
Chapter 86: A nobody GAVIN HAWKINS POV I couldn’t move. The roar of the crowd faded into a low, muffled hum—like someone stuffed cotton in my ears. Everyone around me was cheering, celebrating, soaking in the win, but all I could hear was the pounding of my heart and the static in my head. Because on that giant screen… I saw her. Lyric. Smiling. Laughing. And Viktor… kissing her like he had the damn right. No. No. No. My throat tightened like it was closing up. My gloves suddenly felt like they weighed a hundred pounds. My chest ached, like someone had slammed a hockey stick straight into it. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t do anything but stare. She didn’t push him away. She didn’t even look surprised. I wanted to believe it was a mistake. That Viktor forced it. That it was out of nowhere. That she didn’t mean to let it happen. But none of it mattered. Because it still happened. And I felt so goddamn stupi
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 85
Chapter 85: Sugar town Third person POV “Gavin is back,” Aaron asserted, stepping into the room with urgency in his voice. “Where was he?” someone asked, confusion etched on their face. “Family emergency,” Aaron paused. “He forgot his phone at home, and it was switched off.” “That bigot,” Coach Fedelin cursed under his breath, shaking his head. He turned to Lyric, his expression softening. “Sorry to bother you. We’ll leave now.” Lyric offered him a tight, polite smile, though her mind was already spinning. She wondered how Gavin was doing. What kind of family emergency could make him leave his phone behind? And if his phone was really off... why did he reply to her text? Her eyes narrowed. Why was Gavin lying? A voice broke into her thoughts. “I saw Coach leaving. Is Gavin okay?” someone asked. Lyric nodded and signed, > “Okay. That’s great.” --- In the locker room, Gavin sat on the bench, already dre
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 84
Chapter 84 Third Person POV Finally, it was Friday—the day of the long-awaited match. Foreigners and out-of-town visitors filled the town stadium, eager for the game to begin. The scent of grilled hot dogs and burgers filled the air as vendors lined up their stands, taking advantage of the large crowd. Inside the locker room, the coach gathered his players for a final pep talk. The team was fully dressed in their uniforms and hockey gear, ready to take on their opponents. However, as they huddled together, the coach quickly realized someone was missing. "Where is Gavin?" he asked, his voice laced with irritation. The players exchanged confused glances, searching each other’s faces for an answer. "Shawn, you're closest to him. Where is he?" the coach pressed, narrowing his eyes at the player. Shawn hesitated before answering, his voice uncertain. "I don't know, sir. He hasn’t been picking up my calls or responding to my messages." The coach’s express
Exclusive to the bad boy Out of the game
Chapter 83: Out of the game GAVIN HAWKINS POV The cold evening wind breezed past me, sending a shiver down my spine. I had driven over two towns to reach the Baby Dragon Casino, the location Allesio had assigned me to. The plan was simple: deliver over ten grams of methamphetamine. It was the most sought-after drug of the month, going for over a thousand dollars per 1.5 grams. I pulled over a few blocks from the casino, scanning the area for anything unexpected. By that, I meant the police. This place was notorious for drug dealing, thanks to its location by the famous casino. Politicians, celebrities, and the elite stopped here, not just for high-stakes games but also for a quick fix. Allesio was one of the biggest dealers in town. I was just the messenger. The deal was to dress decently—not enough to raise suspicion, but just enough to blend in while standing out slightly. With tight security and police dogs patrolling the area, the risk was high. I hoppe
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 82: Just some guy
Chapter 82: Just some guy > I signed before lowering my hands. Viktor smiled, slipping his phone back into his pocket. “She thinks she’s unlucky. Says I’m too overbearing.” > I teased, raising an eyebrow. "Hey!" He placed a hand on his chest, feigning offense. "I’m just helpful. It’s not my fault people don’t know how to take care of themselves." I rolled my eyes and turned away, stepping toward the main street. The town was quieter now, with most businesses closed for the evening. A few groups of people wandered around, probably visitors in town for tomorrow’s hockey game. Viktor easily fell into step beside me. “Are you walking home alone?” I nodded. "I’ll walk with you," he said casually, shoving his hands into his pockets. > "I know." His voice was light, but his steps remained firm. "But I want to." I didn’t argue. It had been a long day, and honestly, I di
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 81
Chapter 81: Gorgeous It was a little hotter than expected in the middle of January. The café was getting fewer and fewer customers during this time. People in Velmont didn’t drink much coffee in winter since snow rarely fell in town. The last time it snowed was at my sixth birthday party. I only remembered because Mama had kept the photos at home. I had clocked out of my shift earlier that day. It had taken a lot of convincing to get both Gavin and my aunt to let me work. The head chef, Sasha, was at the grill, her face red from the heat. She was also washing dishes in the back, her movements sharp with frustration. Then Michael stepped in. He stood by the threshold of the double doors, scanning the room like a hawk. "You, with the ugly hairband." I froze, pointing at my nose in question. "Yes, you," he clarified. Self-conscious, I touched the hairband resting atop my head. My mother had given it to me. It was beige and outdated, but I loved it.
Exclusive to the bad boy Chapter 80
Chapter 80: I pity her Gavin Hawkins’ POV I would like to say everything was going according to my plan. But it wasn’t. Lyric was never meant to be part of my life, and it would take me a year to realize it. Because if something wasn’t yours, it would hurt you until you realized it. --- I pulled my Jeep into the driveway of Alessio’s house, gripping my keys tightly as I made my way to the door. Lyric and her aunt were safer in my house than they were anywhere in Velmont, but that didn’t mean Alessio couldn’t still harm them. I wasn’t going to let that happen. Running a hand through my hair, I tried to ignore the weight of the steel tucked into my jeans. I pressed the doorbell. A sharp voice erupted from the speaker beside the gate. "Who is it?" "Gavin Hawkins. I'm here to see your boss, Alessio," I spoke into the intercom. The response was immediate and laced with hostility. "My boss says he doesn’t know a Gavin Hawkins. Leave be
