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Chapter Fifty Seven | Condition Terminal
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Re-Arranged Chapter Fifty Eight | A Man Of His Word
Compromising wasn’t something a Castelli was often capable of.They are selfish people, always overcome with greed as they took, and they took, and they took. And it was rare that they gave back.It was as though fair was a word they hadn’t learnt. Their world was never balanced out, their hunger for power always outweighing their sense of rightfulness. Push and pull wasn’t a dance, it was a fight. If someone were the pull on their leg, they would push them off with a kick, and they would keep kicking. Because, along with their drive to get whatever they wanted no matter the outcome, they also had this strong urge to dominate. To destroy.Castelli’s were violent creatures all around. It was simply their nature. And so, when one is under the guise of humanity and that moral code they often did their best to suppress, it was almost like a miracle. And suddenly, anything was possible.The sky was green, and the grass was red, and the world must be coming to an end when a Castelli was cho
Re-Arranged Chapter Fifty Nine | One In A Million
Empathy.It was something many people claimed to have, though often failed to use.They would call themselves empaths. Walking around with a kind smile and doing little deeds that would allow them to claim the title of being a good person, and they would wear it like a crown. Acting as though they were special- royalty as they stalked the streets and played to the fragile reputation they had built themselves, crafting their kindness out of glass and carrying it carefully as they strolled with fumbling fingers, and at the first test they would trip, dropping the ball and hearing it shatter. And their persona would crack, showing the cruel human hiding beneath. And they were exposed.Liviana always prided herself on being kind. She truly was an empath. She was kind, caring, considerate. And she relied a lot on her instincts. Her impressive observation skills and her high emotional intelligence- not to mention her unmatched intuition.She could read body language. Watching her people and
Re-Arranged Chapter Sixty | And It Went Down Down Down
Liviana had always taken pride in her independence.From a very early age, she was taught how to take care of herself- or more so; she had no choice but to learn. So, she taught herself. And by ten years old, she was confident she could live all on her own.She could cook, clean, and look after herself without a hitch in her day. Bathing, brushing her hair, laundry, school, homework- it was no big deal to a young Liviana. She never understood what the fuss was. It was easy.And then she grew up.And she realized that those were only the basics of life and maintaining a healthy routine. There was so much more to holding up a healthy life. So much more to leading a healthy life. And it only took Liviana to the age of twelve to figure that out.Within two years of believing she had it all figured out, once she reached the third year of independence, she was humbled in the blink of an eye. She turned thirteen and the world around her changed as she began to blossom into a young lady. And
Re-Arranged Chapter Sixty One | Good Girls Don't Get Arrested
Liviana was always admired for being such a good kid.She was patient, kind, caring, respectful, quiet, and, most importantly, obedient. She was smart and had a pretty face- a rare combination of brains and beauty. And she was well liked.She was easily controlled, and she never complained, cried and whined. She never threw fits like the other kids, and who didn't want an easy way to raising kids? They were a handful enough alone, never mind the trouble they caused.Liviana never was much like the other children. She was always more mature due to being held at a higher stander that just grew taller and taller, which each passing day, getting closer and closer to impossible. But Liviana never stopped striving to reach it.She did everything she could to grow- wanting nothing more than to please her parents. And the only way she knew how to do that was by putting on a convincing act, one so good that not even Drusilla and Alonso could see through. Sometimes even Liviana grew blind to wh
Re-Arranged Chapter Sixty Two | The Stubborn Sound Of Silence
Liviana Castelli grew up in chaos.In a quiet house with loud people, she was raised in a constant contradiction. Being told to be kind by the people who treated her as though they had never even heard the word. Taught to behave yet watched her parents make mischief every chance they got. Hearing everyone say that humility was good- that one should remain humble, because wealth wasn’t the most important thing in the world. And it was always the same people who were more materialistic, bragging at everyone's opportunity.Being raised in that game of back and forth where everything always went against itself somehow, Liviana grew up believing that balance wasn’t so common. For a long time, she thought that any two things that co-existed were set to fight, battling for a stronger ground to stand on. Nothing was 50/50. It was 60/40, 70/30, 80/20, sometimes, rarely, 90/10. Anything but 100 percent, or the even cut of it being split down the middle. You wouldn’t think this would be too impa
Re-Arranged Chapter Sixty Three | Survivors
Liviana was a survivor.Drusilla and Alonzo had four kids, none one of which they ever treated as their kids. Instead, they treated them like vermin, as though these poor souls that they chose to bring into the world were simply put there to steal their happiness and ruin their lives. Though things had always seemed to work the other way around.Surviving in the Santora household took an expert. It took someone who grew up in the home and knew all of its secrets. Someone who knew everything from which floorboards creaked and which employees would be willing to help them had they ever been caught in their secret shenanigans and the ones who would turn them in without a second thought. It took the children who grew up in that hell to know how to survive in it. And the Santora siblings were survivors. They learnt all there was to know- the floorboards, the employees, how to manipulate and how to deceive, how to lie. They learnt it all. But through all the skills the siblings had picked u
Re-Arranged Chapter Sixty Four | Last Minute Warning
From the moment Tino Santora was born, he had a built in best friend. A protector, a mentor, a partner-in-crime, a confidant, a friend to last a lifetime, his sister; Liviana Castelli.The two, being the youngest siblings, had shared a bond. An understanding of what it was like trying to live up to their older siblings, being cast to their shadows and played against each other as they tried to dance and fill each step just right. They knew the pressure each other was under and just how heavy it all was. The attention that often turned to neglect the moment their older siblings stepped into the spotlight. How their gazes felt as though they were burning through their entire being every time it was their turn in the spotlight. The knowledge of simply being the backups that gnawed at their hearts, killing them with the reminder of just how disposable they really were.Their existence was meant to please their parents and be a pawn on Drusilla and Alonzo’s chess board, being used to fight
Re-Arranged Chapter Sixty Five | Call For Help
Liviana Castelli was homesick.For weeks- months, ever since the wedding when she and Blaze had left for their honeymoon, the night she was whisked away from the only home she's ever known, she had been sick. It was a longing, an empty feeling in her chest as a piece of her heart went void, being left in the house she grew up in while the rest beat for her new home, and a fresh start.It wasn't that she missed the house itself or even the people inside of it; it was the memories- the moments in time that lived there, the ones that got her through it all. They were the bones that held her up and made the house a home, and she was heartbroken to find that she couldn't bring them with her as she left and the people who had helped craft them. People like her siblings, her little brother; Tino. Livi was homesick for her brother.It was why, despite her shock and slight irritation in his impromptu visit, she couldn't help but start to cry. It was tears of relief, of joy. "T!" Livi yells, r
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