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Chapter Sixty-Seven
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Valentine
The plane just landed, and I noticed the sky isn’t feeling well today. As soon as I was out of the airport, I called Ivana and asked her to buy some flowers. I told her to meet me at Dominic’s house. Judging by her high-pitched tone, she was excited, but she didn’t bother to ask any questions. If Ivana was feeling excited, then how about me? I don’t know what’s the highest word for too excited, but I am feeling its highest form, and I am in love with all its titillation. My heart won’t stop from making my legs tremble even after I booked a cab straight towards Dominic’s house. I was a little bit worried that I might stumble into traffic since it just rained, and I was exactly right. We passed by an unfortunate car accident, and it definitely happened a few hours ago, from the looks of it. We only saw lots of blood, but there are no bodies to be seen. The victims are probably in the hospitals by no
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Valentine“Dominic?” I piped in such exhilaration. “Are you awake? Hey! Dominic!” I stood up and looked straight at Dominic’s face with my bloodshot eyes and unkempt hair. I thought he was still unconscious at first, but then he started giggling.“You’re so loud. You woke me up!” Dominic teased.“Thank god you’re awake!” I squealed and hugged him.“Awwww. Careful, I still have injuries.”“Oh, sorry! I’m sorry!”“You look awful Valentine!” Dominic confessed, and I can’t help but agree and laugh with him. I fished my phone and used it as a mirror to try and fix my awfulness.“You look awful too!” I jested while combing my hair with my fingers.“And you smell like shit.” Dominic volleyed back.“Oh,” I said and paused to check myself. I really do
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Book One: How to Destroy a BadboyBook Two: The Emancipation of a BadboyDisclaimer:This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter One
Valentine"You sure 'bout this?" said the hoarse voice leaning against the wall a few feet away from my bed."yeah, I'm pretty sure about this," I replied confidently, dropping all that's holding me back all these years.The tall man tramped through the moonlit darkness of my room as he began unbuttoning his shirt as well as keeping his eye contact with me."Okay then, here I come," he muttered, bringing his shirtless self to me.I grabbed his belt and pulled him closer to me as I began unbuckling it. I quickly pulled his zipper down, and as the excitement grew hotter, he pulled his pants down for me, revealing only his boxers. He cupped my face and started putting his lips on mine. I was expecting him to go the rough route, as savage as he desired to, as hard as he wanted to, but I ended up disappointed that he went the soft and tender route. It was too soft, too eased like t
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Two
DominicRiiiiiiiing !Riiiiiiiing !Riiiiiiiing!My eyes opened immediately as soon as I heard my phone ringing loud as fuck. I groaned deeply at the lingering fact that I still needed some more time to sleep, preferably an uninterrupted one. The party that I went to last night was definitely something. My body was inched almost at the very edge of the couch, just about to fall. Much to my frustration, I mustered an ounce of energy enough to keep myself from falling and, at the same time, stretch my arm in order to reach for my phone. I'm pretty sure I did not set up an alarm for today. It took seconds before I realized that it wasn't an alarm but a call from my dad. I honestly don't want to pick up the phone, but I felt like I needed to, and I was damn right. He was calling to give me a heads up that he's already on his way back home from his business trip. I know it was supposed to be a three-da
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Three
ValentineI expected that reaching adulthood is going to be pretty damn boring in the sense that you only have the same scheduled things to do, and just two weeks of being one or at least trying to be one just basically affirmed my expectations. I wake up in the morning, take a nice shower, have my breakfast, go to work, go home and repeat. That's it; there is nothing really interesting or exciting or even fun about it as far as I'm aware of. I admit that I've already seen this one coming and I know it's inevitable, but I wasn't ready for it to quickly happen as if it's a lightning bolt, and I'm shocked about the massive change. I should've prepped myself at least but being a person who loves having fun and just enjoying the many things you can do at the young age makes it hard to face this quick change and being a party whore basically, my whole college life makes it even harder to do this kind of transition in a matter of weeks.I see t
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Dominic"Oh, wow. Nice car!" I huffed in awe as I laid eyes on the red Maserati waiting for us just only because it looked slick and shiny as if it just bathed in glossy paint or something. "So, where are we heading to?" I asked once we both got inside."Do you want to meet a special friend of mine?" He responds with a very conniving smile, and if I am reading him correctly, this is going to be a hell of a night."Not really," I replied."Oh come on, man, this is going to be fun.""I mean I know how to put the F in fun so yeah, let's hit the road then!" I swallowed.Jonathan drove me to a place that I positively reckon to be his foreshadowed predatorial abode, and tonight, I am going to be his poor and helpless prey. The parking lot at his building is merely dark and quiet enough for me to make some advances to him. I hope that this man isn't married to someone else. He looks and smells more like
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VincentEven though my apartment is located in a precise area where mushrooms of buildings kept on popping out of nowhere, the view over my veranda is still splendid in the bright light of the sun. I've imagined this day. Actually, the right term for it is that I feared that this day would eventually happen to me, and now here I am in mope mood. I just woke up from a terrible nightmare that narrowly crippled my hunger for a good night rest and this morning, no matter how beautiful it is, isn't certainly one of the best mornings I've had with Keiran. It's been a month since we ended things and yet my visual memory is still highly attached to all of the magical things that happened between us.Six years.I didn't know how the fuck we lasted that long, but we actually did. It is no doubt that it was the best six years of my life. We created millions of memories together, we bathed together, we cooked together, we partied
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YhannieI will never define my final days in high school to be the best days of my high school life. Clearly, it's an utter fiasco that almost emotionally broke every one that is involved. If there is someone pleased and satisfied with their own final days to the point where they define it to be the best chapters of their high school journey, that would totally be Valerie and that little shit club that she created. After that inevitable heartbreaking night at the Valentine's Ball, there were a lot of lines drawn in the sand, in fact, the lines were drawn pretty visibly, and ultimately, in a day, a wall was built providing unwanted divisions. Dominic made his mind to cut off everything that is between us completely, friendship no more, telepathy gone, connection cut. He strictly stopped talking to me, not even be alone in a room with me, and would only bat a hateful eye-roll on me whenever our paths cross in the hallway or at the field. As his be
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Valentine“Dominic?” I piped in such exhilaration. “Are you awake? Hey! Dominic!” I stood up and looked straight at Dominic’s face with my bloodshot eyes and unkempt hair. I thought he was still unconscious at first, but then he started giggling.“You’re so loud. You woke me up!” Dominic teased.“Thank god you’re awake!” I squealed and hugged him.“Awwww. Careful, I still have injuries.”“Oh, sorry! I’m sorry!”“You look awful Valentine!” Dominic confessed, and I can’t help but agree and laugh with him. I fished my phone and used it as a mirror to try and fix my awfulness.“You look awful too!” I jested while combing my hair with my fingers.“And you smell like shit.” Dominic volleyed back.“Oh,” I said and paused to check myself. I really do
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Sixty-Seven
ValentineThe plane just landed, and I noticed the sky isn’t feeling well today. As soon as I was out of the airport, I called Ivana and asked her to buy some flowers. I told her to meet me at Dominic’s house. Judging by her high-pitched tone, she was excited, but she didn’t bother to ask any questions. If Ivana was feeling excited, then how about me? I don’t know what’s the highest word for too excited, but I am feeling its highest form, and I am in love with all its titillation. My heart won’t stop from making my legs tremble even after I booked a cab straight towards Dominic’s house. I was a little bit worried that I might stumble into traffic since it just rained, and I was exactly right. We passed by an unfortunate car accident, and it definitely happened a few hours ago, from the looks of it. We only saw lots of blood, but there are no bodies to be seen. The victims are probably in the hospitals by no
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Sixty-Six
Valentine“Hey man, I don’t necessarily think you’re back at square one. If he is your true destiny, then all roads shall lead towards him.” Ozzy added. It’s pretty apparent that he’s trying to do some damage control right after dropping the bomb to my face.“I hope so. I really hope so.” I let out a heavy sigh. It was really a heavy sigh that it prompted Ozzy to give me a sympathetic look.“Well, I guess you are in luck. My shift doesn’t start in thirty minutes. I can definitely help you find him. I’ve been working here for several years and I’m sure, I’ve met this person once or twice.” Ozzy uttered, and it sounded so much like music to my ears. It’s not an immediate solution to my problem, but if he really worked here for a long time, then I’m pretty certain he might’ve seen or even talked to Dominic at some point. Dominic loves to drink his pai
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ValentineI shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I feel like it’s been ten years since I boarded the plane, and my butt’s already feeling the growing discomfort. I’m not used to traveling this long, and this flight made sure that I feel what it’s like to travel for over eight hours for the first time. I kept on adjusting myself against the seat, and I didn’t realize I was craving a dose of nicotine until I started feeling a bit dizzy. After almost twenty-four hours, the plane finally landed, and my journey to finding my one true love continues.“Dominic mother******* Warren here I come!” I whispered to myself as soon as I stepped out of the plane. I’m getting more and more excited that I can’t express how I’m feeling. My head and my heart were both having their own moment that I didn’t even notice I was already sitting in the backseat of a taxi. The driver had
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DominicThe sun was still up high as I was taking my miserable path home. Walking appeared to be the only answer for me to slowly take everything in and not break down at the very same time. The euphony of suffering seemed to be painted on my face, but it sure was playing immensely inside my head. By the time I got to the penthouse, I was extremely exhausted both emotionally and physically. I threw myself on the bed and slept almost instantly. When I woke up, the sun had already set, and the skies were dyed with a striking purple hue. I took a shower and did what I always do. I stood under the cold shower for about ten minutes, and I thought I’m not going to cry, but my tears cascaded along with the water. It took me almost thirty minutes before I finally decided to get out of the shower, and even though I felt refreshed, I clearly know that I’m already withered on the inside. I immediately thought of going out drinking, and when I say
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Sixty-Three
DominicI would’ve never imagined myself going back to Singapore in just a few months after leaving. I never treated Singapore something like home, and there are a few reasons for that. One, I stayed here for the entire time I was in college, and during those years, I never had a chance to have real bonding with my dad, not even once. Two, I never really found any long-term friends here, I have known a few, but we only became friends for one semester, and the next semester they’ve already found a new circle of friends. And Three, this is the place where I grieved for all of the pain caused by the problem I, myself, created. Just to be clear, I don’t hate this place, but I just didn’t have the best experience, and I couldn’t even help but ponder about the underlying fact that I am here to grieve once again. I never really fully healed from last time, and here I am again.When I just got off the plan
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Sixty-Two
Valentine“Hi, Nick. It’s me, Valentine, again. It’s been three weeks since you haven’t returned any of my calls. I’m just worried that something bad happened to you. I’ve been visiting you every day, but your mom and sister always tell me that you went out. I just think we really need to talk, you know. Please call me back.”I stared at the screen of my phone for a while and eventually putting it back in my pocket after it locked on its own. I gripped the steering wheel and looked at Dominic’s house one last time before finally starting the engine and driving to work. I’ve been doing the same routine every day, and honestly, I’ve never been committed like this before. I always wake up early just so I’ll have some time to drive and hopefully catch Dominic. Unfortunately, I always end up disappointed. I know Mrs. Warren and Collene were lying to me about Dominic b
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Sixty-One
DominicI was so physically exhausted and emotionally consumed last night that I completely forgot to turn off the alarm clock. As soon as the sun began edging its way into the horizon, it went berserk. I struggled to reach for it, but when my hands finally got ahold of the stupid box, I threw it away so that it will shut up. I quickly tucked myself back inside the blanket, just like a snappy turtle pulling back its head, arms and feet back to its shell. I was just about to get back to sleep when I heard my door open, and my sister showed up, basically killing my desire of going back to sleep. She was forcing me to wake up with her loudmouth, which triggered me to yell at her. I am not in the right mood to deal with her, or anyone, or anything. She didn’t even have the chance to tell the reason why she’s waking me up this early, and I already began telling her to fuck off. Though I’m glad she’s one tough girl, she just stare
The Emancipation of a Badboy Chapter Sixty
ValentineI glued my eyes at the ceramic vase filled with colorful flowers as the nurse prepared the first aid kit. At the first look, I thought they were fresh flowers until I moved a little, and I instantly recognized them to be fake. It seemed too easy to replace fresh flowers with plastic ornaments just because they last forever.“This is going to sting a little bit,” The nurse warned as if I don’t already know that it will sting.“I know.” I coughed.I know it’s just a sting, but that’s the whole point of this damn situation. It’s just a small sting, and that’s entirely nothing compared to what I am currently feeling right now. I’ve got cuts and bruises all over my lips and face, but it’s totally strange that I don’t feel them at all. All I’m feeling right now is the sharp claws of misery scratching every inch of my in
