Dynasty

18

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“Raise a cup for all my day ones, two middle finger for the haters”

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Danielle's Point of View

I stare at my sister at gunpoint, and I really want to face palm myself, or give her a sounding slap, however, I say nothing, as I watch the scene unfold.

“You think you’re so pretty.” Cara sneers, pointing her gun to Taliana.

“I know I’m so pretty.” Taliana grins, her gun also pointed at Cara’s head.

“What the fuck is going on here!” Xavier shouts as he rushes in, Violet behind him.

“She called for a fight off.” Cara says.

“I didn’t. I only said I am stronger, and you decide to make some stupid show of power.” Talia says, cocking her gun.

I feel someone near me, and I stare at Violet. She’s wearing a jacket, a very long one, and it’s obvious she’s wearing something little underneath. She looks different, she looks like a fighter.

“Hey babe.” I smile, intertwining our hands.

“Lia should whoop Cee's ass.”  Violet smiles, and it looks bruised.

I burst into laughter, turning my attention back to the shouting ladies.

“Daddy didn’t want you.” Cara sneers, and I freeze. “Nobody wanted you, which is why you decided to be desperate for Caden, and why you agreed to tag along, because nobody wants you, well newsflash bitch, no one wants you here either. You are toxic manipulative and ugly inside.” She snaps, and I stare in shock.

“Cara.” Fiona whispers in shock, everyone is in shock, even Konstantino, staring at Cara, trying to understand.

“Damn.” Damon whistles.

We all stare at Taliana, awaiting her next move. She looks up, her eyes red, and I can see she’s trying not to cry, even a woman as strong and beautiful as Taliana cry.

“You are right.” She says, her voice hoarse. She throws her gun at Cara's feet. “No one wanted me, and I didn’t even want myself, but it’s all in the past. I’m filled with love, I’m bursting at the seams, and it’s all love. I made mistakes, and I am atoning. I wronged people but I’ve never done anything to you, Cara, so I don’t owe you anything, no apologies. However, here is something. You must hate yourself so damn much for you to be projecting this much hate.”

She stretches her hand “Hey I am, Cara, trying to atone, There you are, being sad and bitter. Stop projecting your insecurities, and get your fucking shit together. In case you’ve forgotten, we have a man to kill, and I’m in your team.” She says with a straight face, the room is silent as we all watch this unfold. “There is my gun at your feet, shoot me, and let be done with this, so shoot me, pull the fucking trigger, shoot above the heart, that will prolong my suffering, since you hate me so much" Talia sneers, Cara does nothing, she just stares.

“Shoot me!” Talia yells, and the force of her voice make me stagger.

Cara’s face clouds in tears and apology, but Talia doesn’t care. She walks away in anger, but stops at the door, beside me, turns back to Cara and talks in a broken and hard voice “If you ever mention my family again, I will kill you, just a bullet, and you’re gone, so don’t fucking dare me.” With that she walks away, slamming the door, the echo resonates through the room.

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I stare at the food on the table. Friend rice, salad, fried and boiled egg on the side and peppered meat. I’ve eaten far and wide, eaten different kind of food. I should create a food blog.