Chapter Two

VALENTINE

“What? Are you breaking up with me already?” I smirked over the upset blonde girl with the bubbly tits who’s standing across me as she squealed with her irritating voice.

“Are you fucking kidding me? I’m not breaking up with you. There’s clearly nothing between us! There’s nothing to break” Puffing the last of my cigarette before putting it off by pressing it on the wall. I scowled at her.

“Are you serious Valentine? Something just happened to us” I can see her tears smudging her mascara as she whined her shits to me with her devastated face. The thing about her was just because something happened to us that does not mean that I owe her something like commitment. Hell no! I don’t believe in labels.

“And what is your point?” I asked lazily raising an eyebrow as she inched her way near me. I know something happened to us, and that was it. That’s the end of the line—nothing more, nothing less. I don’t fancy any further attachments after that.

“What if I got pregnant?” She argued with her lame what-ifs. I noticed a lot of girls loved saying all of these what-ifs shenanigans, and it’s not like it’s going to happen.

“The fuck is that I used a condom okay? Don’t be a paranoid bitch” Gritting my teeth. I shot a very serious glare towards her. I’m not a fuckboy for no reason, and I’m very cautious and prepared when it comes to things like that. I always bring condoms in case of emergency. Condoms are like my break the glass in case of emergency thingy. My aggressive sex life is always ready and protected. In the context of honesty, I want the whole pleasure of sex and not the trouble of pregnancy.

“Please Val, just give me another chance, just one chance and I promise I’ll figure out what’s wrong with me” She got down on her knees and started begging. I can see the reason why she’s upset, but I don’t think it’s quite reasonable for her to lower her self-respect for me. The only moment that I like someone begging down in front of me is when someone’s giving me a good head.

Immediately, I stepped back away from her, so now I was leaning against the wall.

“Look, nothing’s wrong with you, and hell no to that second chance. Hell no to your big tits, hell no to fucking you, and when I say no, I mean it triple as fuck!!” Seriously, I know I’m hot and handsome and everything a girl wants for a fact, but I don’t think she understands the meaning of a hookup. She’s becoming more inexpensive from before I met her.

“Listen, Leila…..Kristine….Justine?” I asked, trying my best to remember her name.

“It’s Valerie” She paused, wiping her tears before correcting me with her calmer voice.

“Listen, Laura. I’m done playing with you okay? You’re just a toy I played because I’m bored and horny and now I’m done with you, so I’m throwing you away. I’m letting you free” I trashed still leaning against the wall. If you think I’m a callous person, you are a hundred ten percent right. I am a callous, insensitive, cold-hearted handsome creature. I raised my walls too high that I don’t feel pain anymore. With that, I succeeded in attaining the ultimate price of freedom just to myself. I threw the cigarette butt on her face before finally leaving her out in the middle of the night.

“Fuck you, Valentine, fuck you. You’re a weak-ass motherfucker who has no backbone. You’ll fucking regret this!!!!!!!!!!” I heard her yell to the top of her lungs, but I shrugged it and carried on. Go ahead whore calls me a lot of names as if I give a single fucking shit about it.

I’m a fucked up person just moving aimlessly in this fucked up world living my fucked up life. I know that for a fact, clear and loud, and I think I’m doing a great job at embracing it in a very plausible and positive way. I’ve been described with a lot of unpleasant and derogatory descriptions all my life because of just doing something I wanted to do.

Horrible, nasty, filthy, awful, terrible, dick, weak, scumbag, dirtbag, stinkpot, and douche bag and almost every negative adjective Merriam-Webster could think of. People got to say what they got to say and for me, it’s not that bad when you feel that you’re the good guy and the rest is just being a villain charged with the hunger to destroy you. I think that way. I’m a fucking legend.

A lot of people might probably say I’m one of the parasites that keep on sipping blood from this world but hell no, fuck them all. We are of no difference. We are all equal parasites, and we only vary in specie. Some of them are tapeworms, some are lice, some are ticks, and some are leeches.

After leaving that desperate girl, I decided to grab some beer at some random bar down the streets. I’m not actually in the mood for a party or even to talk to anyone in particular. I need some air and some solitary time before finally convincing myself to go home. By the time I got back home, I felt exceedingly drowsy, and I totally forgot about most of my home works. It was past three when I closed my eyes and drowned myself at the mercy of sleep.

The next morning I woke up late again, as usual, nothing new, same old shit. I felt a sudden pang at the back of my head the moment I opened my eyes, but it doesn’t shake me not a little because I’m used to it. Though, surprisingly, I was lucky that I made it on time for our first subject because I was actually pretty good at multi-tasking. It took only more or less than fifteen minutes for me to take a shower, brush my teeth, change and eat breakfast all at once, although I admit that I forgot to put some wax on my hair, it was still a quick job, and I’m proud of myself. I still look fantastic.

School was totally boring like yesterday and day before that and the week before that and the month before that, and when I say boring, I mean that there’s nothing special not even interesting with it. I’m a hard person to please.

“How was it going with Valerie?” Playing with the chicken bone left on his plate, Aldrin began opening the floor after we finished eating our lunch.

“She’s fucking boring” I answered him in an idly manner while focusing on opening the bottle of water on hand before gulping all half of it to quench my growing thirst. “I dumped her ass last night.”

“Damn man! When will you ever be satisfied with just one chick?” Jack, who’s sitting just across me, blabbered.

“Naah, the more, the merrier. If I were you, Mr Clean, I’d start hitting on someone before it’s too late” I said giving him a grave smirk before bursting out into a chuckle. We nicknamed Jack Mr Clean because of his bald head that seemed to shine the brightest when hit by light at night. He hated it, but when everyone started calling him Mr Clean too, he didn’t have much choice but to accept it.

“I bet Valerie sucked at blowjob” Aldrin grinned which I find to be exactly right. I mean, all of the girls I’ve met before don’t know how to give the best head, but that’s not the reason why I called it off with Valerie. I just really had her to scratch my itchy back for a few days, and I’m over here already. Honestly speaking, I really get over things fast.

“Yeah, she does suck at it” I snarled.

“Hey bro, do you really want to know who gives the best head,” Aldrin said giving me a funny look. I tried figuring him out for a few seconds, but I immediately gave up.

“Huh? Who?” I asked curiously.

“Oh no, don’t get to that man,” Mr Clean warned, covering his ears.

“The fags” Aldrin whispered that sent some electricity sparking up every hair strands on my body.

“What the fuck, man, how’d you know? You gay all this time?” I trailed partially startled and disgusted.

“No fucking way, man, I’m totally straight!” He said, raising his hands. “But I did try it onetime.”

“Fuck you, bro!” Jack and I said as we inched ourselves a bit away from him.

“Man, I’m not gay. I’m damn straight. I just did it because I lost in a fucking betting game you homos” He explained himself holding on to us. Of course, we’re just kidding when we moved a little.

“Man that’s why I don’t get myself into that kind of shit,” I said, moving back to where I am seated. “I’m terrible at playing betting games.”

“Speaking of betting games, should we play truth or dare game but with only the dare with it” Jack suggested. “It sounds fun, though!”

“No fucking way!” I yelled in disagreement. I looked at Aldrin hoping that he’s also, by any chance, against Jack’s proposition but he seemed to like it. Of course, Alrdin liked it. He’s basically into every stupid thing.

“Com’ on dude, this is going to be fun,” Aldrin said attempting to get me into it.

“Fuck no,” I said firm and final.

“Okay man, I guess you’re going to be on your own now Valentine,” Jack said, calmly fixing his eyeglasses.

“What do you mean? You’re leaving me?” I felt panic began pulling the rope in my throat after Jack said that. The worst thing I don’t want to happen was for them to leave me alone. They’re just the best friends I ever had that can actually accept and tolerate who I am, and I couldn’t just let them go. I can still remember the days when I was the one who’s being bullied and alone back in middle school. It was a fucking nightmare that I don’t want to reminisce that.

“No, you idiot! Of course, we’re not leaving you, bro, we’re freakin’ solid” Jack said raising his clenched fist for a triple fist bump.

“Yeah, Val. We are solid” Aldrin seconded as he also raised his fist.

“Of course we’re solid” I sighed in great relief. I raise my fist then together we bumped our fist.

“But, when I say you’re on your own, I mean I will stop doing your homework” Jack cracked.

“Fuck dude” I cried violently. Jack just gave me a lazy look, and I just gave up. “Okay fine. Let’s do it.”

“Okay deal.”

“Jack, because you’re the one who suggested this idea. I dare you to kiss Samantha” Aldrin said pertaining to a girl in our class with the longest hair and a perky personality.

“What the he---“Jack was about to protest, but I cut him off instantly.

“Ooooops! There’s no turning back, Jack!” I said.

“Okay, okay just a kiss, just a kiss. I’ll do it” Jack vented as he did the iconic sign of the cross before opening his mouth to tell Alrdin his dare. “Alrdin, I dare you to sleep with Karen.”

“You do know that Karen’s a lesbian right? But okay I’ll fucking do it” Aldrin agreed with a crooked smile on his round face. Told you, Aldrin’s always into everything like literally even sleeping with a lesbian.

“Valentine” I heard both Jack and Aldrin speak up in unison. It’s like there’s only one thing going through their minds.

“We know that you’ve already hit on every girl in here, but there’s this one hot girl surrounded by all of this boys that you haven’t tried yet,” Aldrin said as we all shifted our head to see a group of three boys and a lone girl enjoying their lunch a few tables away from ours. “I dare you to hit on that girl, I believe that Yhannie’s her name, and prove to us that you are a legend, that you can always get the girl you want.”

I smirked as I scrutinized Yhannie. She’s evidently hot, and it’s true that I haven’t tried her yet, no reason in particular. I didn’t notice her because all of those guys surround her. I smirked at them thanking them for giving me a new toy to play, a new nail to scratch my itchy back, and a new heart to break.

“Deal,” I said, and we all raised our fist to a triple fist bump.

“DEAL!”