𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌

castle

M A R S S O L A N O

ACT i

chapter one; castle

pain.

pain was all i felt. my dearest left me in such a lonely time. how could i of fallen for someone so sweet, just for them to leave so quickly.

i dropped the bud of my cigarette into the ash tray, smothering it against the other ashes before i took out a book, gripping it in my hands as i left my house.

my dearest annalise, caught with another man. her promises of forever were clear lies. promised herself for marriage, but she wasn't a virgin the last time i saw her.

my house, similar to my castle was betrayed in tainted lust. my bitterness wasn't something i could flaunt off, but i deserved to wallow in my pity.

i didn't know how to feel. my parents both thought annalise was a good person, that we were a match made in heaven, and that only inflated my infatuation towards the brunette.

i took a walk, completely leaving my house. although home should be where man can keep his peace, i couldn't bear being alone for another second. love was bullshit, but i believed in it, just like anyone else with a hot piece would.

i took the metro, screw all the free rides, i could drive myself but i'd probably drive myself out of this goddamn city.

the city. the city was so shitty. it varied from such areas of luxuries to the slums, but all cities are like that.

i swiped my card, going through and waiting a couple minutes until i could take a train out to a different area. it was never long for a train to arrive though since there were multiple trains.

the seats were barely cushioned, but it didn't matter. they were comfortable enough.

i was supposed to be a st. marks, reciting my love to the lord and savior, but jesus was just a scam. no one believes that in this fucking town, they never would, especially when everyone wears crosses on their necks. there were always small groups, steadily growing with their beliefs, but they always get shot down.

my house deeply hated the atheists in the world, and my head would be served on a silver platter if anyone found out. if the solano household can kill the non religious people of this town, i'd sure i'd be dead. it wouldn't matter if it was either the solano's or the cadalora's, i would be dead meat.

the cadalora's. such a hated house between two different families. although in such a town, we all were jam packed inside one church, i've never laid eyes on a cadalora, besides the people who agree with that house.

church. shit.

i glanced down at my watch, the time reading that i was late for mass, but i didn't feel like going anyways. too much was on my mind and i was sure cyrus and titus weren't going either, they were always being dumbasses with their friends. they loved messing with the cadalora's. i didn't blame them though, but it was probably because i loved messing with them also.

i looked down at the book i brought, it was just short stories all tied in one big book.

annalise. it all happened in a day, but of course my father already had few women selected for me to prosper with, simply ignoring that i felt hurt. there was nothing else i could say, but leaving was good, fresh air was needed.