Lahat ng Kabanata ng How to Destroy a Badboy: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Dominic Last night was totally something indescribably fun that I really can call a first. I was surprisingly into the moment, and Valentine's own pubescent hotness just added fuel to the fire that I even got to the point where I went bold and aggressive. Honestly, I, in my utmost sober state of mind, was about to give him probably my everything, but then all of a sudden I remembered my mission and decided that it was the perfect opportunity to do number seven on the list. 

Valentine I woke up the next day with the slow golden light of midday beautifully filtering through my window. I rolled over in bed so that I was lying across the mattress sideways. I gently lifted my head from the pillow I was clutching and realized what I was doing; searching the air for a trace of something delectable. Dad's probably cooking something again, I thought. But for what now? This phenomenon only happens once in a blue moon.  I checked my phone first with high hopes that Dominic had left any early

Valentine I haven't finished my food yet, but I have to move out of Vincent and Keiran's earshot before I answer Dominic's call. My brother just came out to me, which is motherfucking unbelievable, by the way. Yet little did he know he was also talking to someone who's in love with another guy. What are the odds! There's a lot of stuff that I didn’t know about him just like this. We used to be so close together when we were both kids, but now that we have grown, tons of things have drastically changed between us. I have some things that I’m embarrassed even to let him know, and I’m confident that he also has some stuff inside him. I believe now is not the best time for him to hear how much I'm obsessed with Dominic. This is h

Dominic To my sudden surprise, Valentine's voice began to intensify. Although my question isn't that complex, it definitely jerked some intense reaction somewhere within him. Maybe he was not expecting that kind of question to pop up that he was caught off-guard. I never thought he'd react that way. He's gay, that's for sure but his reaction, even if it wasn't violent, was overflowing with real emotion."Why are you shouting?" I asked utterly calm, seconds passed, but I never received any response on the other line."Hello. Valentine. Hello.

Valentine Immersed in total silence inside my car, I won’t just stop pondering about several scenarios on how things will turn out a few moments from now. The lack of distractive noises and people lingering around just made me completely transfixed. I can picture myself drowning in a cold sweat as we try to have a decent family conversation at the dinner table. I can feel the deep-set awkwardness exercising authority as we eat silently and the only noise we can hear is the sound of cutlery and plates, the sound of food being tensely chewed, and even the sound that our throat makes every time we gulp some water. I can see dad extremely comfortable with utmost happiness radiating from his usual spot facing all four of us not knowing that b

Dominic  Valentine slowly faded away until he was already gone, leaving a heartbroken douchebag behind. What have I done?What the actual fuck! 

Valentine It was a bit difficult to sleep on the couch, given the limited space, but I would rather choose to pamper and lift my pride than to push it down and sleep right beside Dominic. The tension is invisibly present, and the wounds are still fresh. And I don't mean to keep on squeezing lemon drops on that wound when I know I can just let the power of time to heal it. Maybe Dominic would swallow his towering pride and decided to come and talk to me. Or perhaps I'll wait for the wound to heal up first before I myself start talking to him again. After all, I'm not that furious at him; I'm just in pain by what he's thinking about me. Right now, I wish to keep my lips zipped tight. But why does this shit have to happen anyway? I believe foreve

Dominic I guess Valentine doesn't really want to talk this shit out with me as I ended up in unfortunate solitary confinement here in his very own bedroom. What a total bummer yet at least I'm still thankful that he's not doing something crazy like punching some innocent wall or reckless driving to drown his pain away. I was more than ready to admit my mistakes and apologize to him, and perhaps after that, we can have some make-up kiss, maybe even beyond that. I don't know what has gotten into me to create this mess. I guess it was because I conceitedly thought that I can always play him, that I can easily trick and test him, that he's more than just a stupid jerk. I actually deserve this punishment that he's giving me.

Valentine I swore to the seven heavens that I won't let my anger take control of me ever again, and yet here I am completely acting as simple as a marionette manipulated by my puppeteer, anger. My initial blow momentarily knocked Lance out of balance, but he was able to get back up quicker than I initially thought ultimately dodging my second punch as he managed to land his fist on my left cheek. It did hurt, but unfortunately, it wasn't that strong enough to knock me out of balance as I was quick to grab his one arm and land a punch on his stomach, twice. Yhannie and Dominic were both panicking and screaming at us, but all I can hear was just a clanging noise. Anger had utterly taken over my body that I paid no attention at anyone other than

Dominic "Ouch!" Valentine squealed just as I am beginning to clean his busted lip. "That hurts!""Yup, you deserve that, you stupid jerk" I shot at him as I pressed harder, purposely hurting him."AWWW!" He complained. He’s squealing in pain, but he did not hold back on challenging Lance to a fight? He could’ve reacted more like a mature person, but he chose to be the immature one, so he totally deserves this.