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A Rhapsody for the Playboy
Book Three of the Badboy Trilogy
Written by: Vendité Johnson
The Badboy Trilogy
Book One: How to Destroy a Badboy
Book Two: The Emancipation of a Badboy
Book Three: A Rhapsody for the Playboy
Disclaimer:
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.
A/N: This is the third and final installment of the Badboy trilogy. I want to thank everyone who supported the whole trilogy. And if you haven't read the first two books, you must. You can still read this third book without having read the first two installment and you'll still understand the book but if I were you, the story will be more cohesive if you have read the first two books.
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A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter One
Lance AndersonIt was just a normal Wednesday night. Just like any other. At least that’s what I thought and felt. At least that’s how my life had downgraded the moment I dropped out of college. I may have peaked in high school and quite frankly, life has not been spoiling me with the great things there is to offer. Every day and every night was just a normal day to me and if this whole shit was a movie, I’d be nothing but a background character that’s just there for the sake of details.A few hours before I got to my singing gig, one of my band mates, Richard called to inform me about his plans to ask his girlfriend to marry him. I was happy for him and even though they only dated for about seven months, I just couldn’t disagree about his plans. Richard’s parents have been putting great pressure on him to marry someone and start his own family. They were aggressively rushing him as if it&rsq
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Two
LanceThe night was almost as typical as every other night; there’s always the strong presence of the sharp nose-pinching cold breeze. The pitch-black canvas above the sky was dotted with a myriad of stars blinking incessantly. It was such a beautiful natural view that I have learned to appreciate its mesmerizing beauty every single night. Maybe for normal people it was just a distinctive night sky filled with a myriad of stars blinking endlessly, but for me, it's like a painting painted by the greatest painter of all time, God.It was a wonderful creation that is created to let us stare at their natural beauty and just dream about some of the things that we want in life. It may not be wonderful enough to repair our poor broken hearts but it was sure wonderful enough to captivate our drive to try and find someone who can pick the pieces up and mend it.“17?” I huffed under my breath. Hot s
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Three
Jayler MendozaWalking back inside the club, I was already expecting the neon lights to blast my eyes off and they did just as much as the booming music pierced right through my eardrums. The neon lights coming from the ceiling and who knows where else, were dancing crazily and at intervals they were going in sync with the beat of the music. I had to tardily usher myself towards the very back end of the room passing an entire sea of drunk people grooving to the remix of Roses by The Chainsmokers."What took you so long man?!!” Kenneth raged the moment I showed up to our table. He was sounding a bit more impatient but that’s so expected of him. He’s always been that one friend who just can’t live a day without fuming over something petty. “And where the hell’s our cigarette?" He followed up making his already loud voice even louder, the sharp fragrance of impatience lingered a
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Four
JaylerThe never ending knocking on my door forced me to wake up and immediately suffer from the hangover that was just waiting to swoop in. I jerked upright and the headache struck me almost instantly the moment I opened my eyes. I forgot to close the blinds last night and my eyes burned with the brightness of the day. I shoved the thick blanket out of my body eventually scratching my head out of pure irritation. I don’t know what time I got home or how did I even got home in the first place but I’m pretty sure I needed more time to sleep. Whoever’s knocking on my door just won’t stop knocking even after a few knocks and it’s honestly infuriating.My head felt heavier when I stepped out of the bed. I waited for several seconds just to get my shit together before eventually trudging towards the door."What?!!!" Evidently pissed, I scoffed at the old lady who showed up the mo
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Five
LanceThe smell of freshly steeped jasmine tea invaded my nostrils as I stood firmly in front of the cash register, handing the tray to the old wrinkled lady who just ordered. I tried my best to smile as radiant as possible even though underneath the cloak of happiness, I was feeling the entire opposite. I woke up this day feeling rather sad and I don’t even know the reason why.My day job as a barista required having to put on a constant bright smile to encourage customers and bring such happiness to their day. I guess that’s too much for me for today. I used to take pleasure on smiling at random strangers when I first worked here a few years ago but over time, it became tiring and almost monotonous. It’s obviously fake and even with my co-workers doing the same exact thing as me, I knew they also feel like shit sometimes.Putting on a smile is one thing but having to put
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Six
LanceI stood firm and almost motionless with the rest of the tightly packed people inside the elevator of the mall, everyone wearing the very same tense and doleful expressions appropriate to an evening after a long tiring day. I’m not claustrophobic at all so it’s not a problem being packed in a steel box along with everybody who works at the mall. However, the smell of a long tiring day was very much evident the moment you enter the elevator and I had to endure this kind of shit every time I time out of my day job.As the elevator slides down towards the ground, I felt the titillating buzz of my phone from the pocket of my tight jeans. With so much difficulty, I tried extricating it with my elbow pressing unpleasantly unto some unspecified flabby portion of a suited old paunchy man right beside me. Having been successful at pulling my phone out, I swiped the unlock button to read a message. The m
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Seven
LanceDianna’s performance was just as sickening as what we’ve all been expecting from her. We don’t get to see a lot of his performance but every time we do, he’s giving it his all. He performed a total of five songs and probably earned a lot of cash than the next drag queen’s following the line-up. We saw a lot of people really cheering and screaming to her lip-sync performance and they kept on throwing cash at him.I met Daniel, Timothy and Bradey during my freshmen year in college and honestly they were the first group of friends that I’ve met. We just instantly clicked and that was the point where I regret not making a lot of friends back in high school. I was so focused on being the golden boy and being the perfect student that I greatly missed the real thrill that high school life has to offer.I remember those early college days when Daniel was still very much hidden in the
A Rhapsody for the Playboy Chapter Eight
Jayler“How’s your studies going, Jayler?” My mom asked when I got to the breakfast table this morning.It was just a normal conversation that me and sister go through once every week so it was basically expected. My mom’s always asking and checking on us every chance she gets.“Good. Everything’s doing great.” I replied which was certainly the case. Everything’s doing great at school and there’s absolutely nothing to hide. Well, except for the stuff that I’ve been doing, the partying and all of that shit.“Are you sure about that?” My mom uttered expressing her uncertainty.“Maaaa, you know I have been doing good at school. You’ve seen proof time and time again.” I replied slightly annoyed that she was unsure of me when she clearly knows that I haven’t sucked at school. She had see
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