cain iscariot } district 2 . cb

c a i n.

Honestly, I've always seen myself somewhere better than all of this. 

My mother was a kind woman, I like to think, besides, she had to do good at least to have a son like me. But she saw enough good in my dad-in-law to sleep with him one time at least; just enough to fuck up his entire life. See, Dominick was a peacekeeper, some type of acceptable one in order to get stationed in district two, and it must've been his life until my dearest sister, Lazarus, that is. A fuck up since birth, he lost his job with her and then my mother died during child birth so we lost her too, and of course, a one year old me didn't have that much of rememberance of her either. And a drugged up eighteen year old me would've have any luck, but that's besides the point. 

Lazarus wants to be a peacekeeper, it's good to distract yourself once in a while, and it's like the beginning of a bad joke; "two siblings walk into a bar, one's a peacekeeper and the other's a drug dealer," but it's not permanent at least. I mean, I don't have anything planned for afterwards, but it's good to know there's something after, and I constantly remind myself that this isn't who I am. Dominick ignores me pretty much, I don't make his heart beat like Lazarus's and I get it, we aren't really family. There's a psychological connection that just doesn't click between us that makes us family, and Laz and I aren't much better either, but don't get me wrong, after I find something better than dealing and she finds something better than wasting her time maybe we'll find common ground.

But that's besides the point for now. 

cain efrain iscariot ;
district 2, male, eighteen.