Don't Play With The Bad Boy

Prologue

I am the leader of V-XEAN, it is my gang. I built this for almost three years. I have a lot of members who never get tired on supporting me and obeying my command. I built this to protect myself from any harm especially to those people who threaten my life.

Some of my rival thinks that I just create my gang because I am afraid to face them on my own. Well sad to say, I don't know the word afraid and fear. What's that? A new word? I just want a family to rely on.

I have four best friends here who comes to be my right hand everytime I relax my self somewhere else to escaped from stress. They are my first members and luckily until now we're having our strong friendship.

In all of the gang here in our town, our gang is the famous of them all. Well, I'm their leader that's why my name were scattered everywhere.

They tried to bring me down on my throne hundreds of times but unluckily, they can't make it. Never ever dare to try it coz weak people doesn't deserve my fist.

I'm also famous in school, I don't how that happened. Typical girls will scream everytime they saw bad boy group with looks but on us, it's kinda different. Instead of scream all I heard was silence everytime we approached the school while walking in a hallway.

They are afraid of me. Little did I know, behind their silence, most of the girls are admiring us especially me. They are drooling to touch us, they are dying to catch our attention but none of them caught my interest. They are just a burden for me.

I will only love one woman in my life. No one can ever replace her in my heart. The girl who first broke my heart and the girl who first leave me hanging in the air. That was my most disaster in my life seeing her catching her last breathe.

The only person I will blame was my Dad. No! He's a demon. He makes out with girls while my Mom was on a hospital room fighting for her life. He never tried to save my Mom. He never care for her. He never love her! That's why my anger become more bigger towards him.

He told me that I'm a trash because of what I did. Gang war, vices and money burning. Well, I'm a billionaire. Even if I just sit on a whole day, I'm making millions of money in just a minute. Before my Mom died, she transferred all her shares on my name, our company and money. Dad can never get it on me. He will be sleeping on a street right now without me.

I don't do classes, it's kinda boring for me. No thrill. Their lesson was so easy to understand. For me, studying is just for those who has lesser knowledge. Every time I skipped classes I just go to bar having fun but even if I always did that I'm still a top student. On my situation, I'm not needing any classes. 

My favorite thing to do is sitting while watching my members on how they broke bones of my enemies. Soaking of blood in the floor. Their scream for pain. Their tears on faces. Fuck! That sounds good.

"Clean it." I said to my phone as I sipped the cigarette while looking at myself in the mirror.

I'm talking about our hide out. I told them to clean it immediately because the floor are soaking with blood. I don't wanna smell blood coming from those weak people. I'm the King of them all, hindi pa pinapanganak ang makakapagpatumba sa akin.

"Yeah, I need it to be cleaned before I arrive."

I glance again at my reflection in the mirror. My shirt was full of blood. Ako mismo ang nambubog sa isang member ng kaaway naming gang.

Mas ginusto nyang masaktan kesa magsabi na lamang ng totoo. Ayun, pinukpuk ko ng pinukpok ng baril ang kanyang ulo hanggang sa dumugo. It's his fault why it happened to him. Maikli lang ang pasensya ko sa mga taong makikitid ang utak.

Pinapaamin ko sya kung sino ang nag-utos para saksakin ako but he's so hard headed for not telling it. Probably, my member got that stab for me. He's in the hospital right now. At ang binugbog ko, malala ang kondisyon, naalog ata ang utak sa lakas ng pagkakahampas ko ng baril.

Gusto ko pa sanang basagin ang pagmumukha nya para malaman nyang wala na syang mukhang ihaharap pa sa susunod na pagtutuos namin. Literally no face. Killing is not my thing but torture is.

I quickly took a shower. Nagbihis rin ako kaagad saka pumunta sa sariling parking lot ng aking bahay. It's Sunday and I have a training to do this three in the afternoon. I drove fast heading to our hide out.

Pagkarating ko roon, nakaayos na silang lahat. It seems like they are waiting for me. Ipinahanda ko ang mga kakailanganin kong gamit na dadalhin sa training. Marami kami pero ang madalas lamang na makitang magkakasama ay kaming lima.

When we arrived at school, wala pang masyadong tao. Ang iba ay abala sa pagte-training. We have our upcoming Intramurals kaya wala munang lesson at kahit naman may lesson hindi ako dumadalo.

I went to the locker room. Pinalitan ko na rin ang damit ko hanggang sa sapatos na gamit ko. When I entered the field all of them were looking at me. They are so quiet, lahat ng galaw nila ay limitado pati ata paghinga nila ay pigil. What's wrong? Wala pa naman akong ginagawang masama sa kanila iba na sila kung maka react agad.

"Vaughn dito tayo." Adrieon pointed to our place.

Sa di kalayuan ay may mga kababaihang nag-wawarm up exercise. I think we have the same sports but on girls they called it foot sal while on boys they called it soccer.

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I don't need exercises so I started training all by myself. At first I did simple kicks on the soccer ball. Sometimes I'm playing the ball to my feet and never laid it on the ground. When I'm ready to release it, I kick it with all of my force. Butas ang net!

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I am about to kick another ball when something hit my precious! Sapul!

"Ahhhhh!!! F*ck! It's hurt!" I scream with the top of my lungs.

I crumpled to the  ground to ease the pain. Nagsilapitan sa akin ang mga kaibigan go. They help me to sit. I saw a girl approaching on our direction.

"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it. Oh no! I'm really really sorry."

I think she's the one who did it! F*ck!

"You b*tch! You'll gonna die!"