lila newport / d9

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lila newport / d9 May 20, 2019 19:56:38 GMT -5

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Post by sidney on May 20, 2019 19:56:38 GMT -5

lila newport

love me or hate me
ooh, i ain't changing
and i don't give a fuck, no

Carina. “Once her mother’s name, it was carefully placed between the swooping L of Lila and the harsh N of Newport, and cherished tenfold since the day she died. It fits you, mi carina, her mother would say before tucking her into bed at night with a kiss to her temple. Little darling is what it means and you're mine, she’d coo despite her daughter turning into anything but. Though it became a persona she likes to wear whenever she's feeling particularly cautious. Carina, she whispers with a small, calculated smile as she introduces herself to new strangers. With a bat of her lashes and lips painted a blushing pink, Lila becomes a different girl. Someone her mother would have loved, someone she would have approved of. It’s a comfortable mask, one easily slipped on—for fun, for security, for a little bit of anonymity when she's feeling rather daring, but a mask nonetheless; fitting, but it never feels quite right.

Newport does.

It sits atop her shoulders like a black shroud, casting long shadows and grasping throats tightly with its wide reach. Her father's surname once tasted like candied cherries atop the district's naive tongue, sweet and rife with possibility as it garnered traction assisting in the rebuild after a devastating fire in the poorest neighborhood—but it’s long since turned rotten in their mouth. Still, she wears it. Like a shield, pieces of armor she’s nailed and stapled to her chest with triumph. He may have been born with it but it was her who will make it something to bow before now that the Crimsons have welcomed the fourth richest family into the fold of their syndicate. Before it had no recognition, no fear or fealty attached to it, with nothing but architecture to its name, but now, ever since the deal was made with the Martin family, if uttered in the darkest of alleys or murmured in the dead of night, it's sheer terror that's invoked. That of the wrath of her eldest brother, Jesper, often comes to mind. Horror stories of the things he does to those who cross the Crimsons or the Newports alike fill their chests with so much dread it's all they can do not to scream. For now, she'll don it. Proudly. This name and the crown it's placed upon her head. Lila will milk it for all it and her family are worth until it's true power she gets.

But ambition is a dirty word. They laugh at her when she tried to pipe up in meetings, scoffing at her superior ideas as she offers them up, never even acknowledging how right she was after it all goes to shit. Apologies are a sign of weakness, her father always says. If you say sorry, you may as well hand them a knife to slip between your ribs. So unapologetic is how she lives her life. Not that it's terribly hard. She is who she is and ever since birth, never has she wavered. Self-aware. Self-reliant. Selfish. She knows what she loves: power. She knows what her best assets are: her sexuality. Instead of spending her life fighting to rise above everyone simply seeing her as this completely unattainable object, she embraces this so-called stereotype and uses it to her benefit. Manipulation becomes her best skill, expertly trained in the art of getting exactly what she wants. It’s her way of life. Ever since she was a child being told to change nearly every fundamental aspect of herself, to mold and shift and evolve into this delicate flower everyone thinks she should be.

Soft. Tender. Gentle.
WEAK.

Characteristics that, if you truly knew Lila they wouldn’t describe the raven-haired, irresistible dame by a long shot. While she could mimic these attributes, they did not come naturally. So, she simply refuses. Lila is who she is—like it or not, and if you don’t, well, then she’ll convince you. She has always derived real pleasure from making people squirm, bending and twisting their will until they're on their knees. Through pain or through pleasure, it doesn’t matter as long as they offer up exactly what she wants to hear, exactly what she wants from them. What it all boils down to is that reaction. Ranging from igniting pure, unadulterated rage from an enemy or sparking an animalistic, carnal desire in a lover’s eyes, all that matters is what they give her. With the smirk of her ruby-coated lips coupled with the sultry sway of her hips, or the hard slap of her leather encased hand followed by the sharp heel of her boot, people will kneel. They will obey; it's what she deserves.

Whether she knows it or not, she has power. Maybe it's not the kind she envisions. Not the same as the kind Lena has. The name and the dynasty that comes along with it, hard work the two words in the principessa's vocabulary that don't exist. But regardless, she has some, created and cultivated by her through the Newport name, or entirely imagined simply because of her inflated sense of self worth. No matter the source, her motives are crystal clear.

She just wants more. What? Power. Money. Glory.

That’s all she’s ever wanted, desperately, and by any means necessary. There's a reason they whisper Lady Macbeth behind her back. Diavolessa. Heinous bitch. Devil woman. And there's a reason they sing praises of Juliana behind Lena's.

One is merciful, one is vengeful.
One is kind, one is cruel.
One is a violent woman, one is a precious princess.

Ambition is a dirty word, yet it wraps its arms tightly around Lila Newport and squeezes for dear life. What's a girl to do? Not befriend the precious Juliana? Not slip a knife into the ribs of the foolish girl who apologizes? Not go after what she wants?

That's not Lila and that's not Lady Macbeth either.

i might be a bitch
i might make a friend
ain't i so amazing?

Last Edit: May 20, 2019 21:55:42 GMT -5 by sidney

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