carmella giovinco {d2} cbd2

C A R M E L L A

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district two
seventeen
career

Our family tree is rotten. The branches are barely strong enough to hold even leaves up anymore, which is just great, because it means all the kids are bad apples: we hit every single branch on the way down. Daddy has never been happy about us each being a part of him, but that's how family works — we love each other, violently.

I guess it's pretty safe to say, we're not exactly the cleanest of families. Daddy is the big boss of some gang and because of that, small-scale terrorism is all I've ever known: he taught us all how to steal lunch money in elementary school. Little did Daddy know that I only ever gave him half of what I took from those other kids, the rest is stashed away between layers of underwear in my bottom drawer. And every now and again, I break into my secret savings to buy some black market hair bleach because this girl just wants to have fun and blondes always do.

I haven't always gotten away with things, though. Daddy sent me to Ripred Summer School when I was twelve for bad behaviour, but I was kicked out for being too violent towards my authority. I thought that would be my ticket to freedom but he forced me to enrol in a training academy so I could learn to contain my anger and violence. I get it, Daddy has big expectations for us, me, but being raised by a criminal has its consequences and my rebellion is just something he will have to get used to.

What did he expect when he's bad to the bone? His blood is tainted and that means mine is too — I'm a chip off the old block: just as sharp and just as crooked, but a whole lot more beautiful.

His glory days are up and one day, his time will be too. I've already inherited his dirty blood, what more is his power?