emerson le roux | district one | cb one | fin

“That old saying, how you always kill the one you love, well, look, it works both ways. ” 

A lion was born, and a lion was made. Forged in steel and fire, the Le Rouxes, their pride, shone like gold in the sunlight. The cracks hidden, plastered with fake smiles, known only to those within.

A child, a twin, lost in a family of overachievers and careers, Emerson was a lion. She was a shark. She was anything and anyone she needed to be. A sister, a daughter, a fighter, a gambler, a dreamer. Quick on her feet and just as fast with her tongue, she had earned her scars from her mother in the name of creation. In the name of birth. In the name of communion - the holy bonds of battle. Her mother tore them down, all six of them, to build them back up in her image and she smiled through the tears, hatred in her veins even though she knew Eurydice was right. Her mother had earned her place at the top. Emie loved her and loathed her. 

She carried the name Le Roux like a banner for all to see, hair shining, eyes sparkling. Heads held high. Expectations pile on her like weights. They threaten to drag her down, but she rises and she rises.


- quote by chuck palahniuk -