Chapter Fifty Seven | Condition Terminal

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• Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Nine

  Liviana was left stunned, eyes locked on the empty doorway that her husband disappears through with Amara in tow, who he hauls out by her arm."C'mon. Let's go, Amara," Blaze heaves a deep sigh as he pulls his squirming sister along. "Gotta get you out of here."It's the last Liviana hears from him, barely catching the words when catching his eye just before he disappears through the doorway, hauling Amara out with a sorry look on his face. It was clear he regretted letting her in at all, and Livi could see why. Amara had done nothing but waste their time - time that they didn't have in the first place. Not now, not today. And certainly not for her. She could see the sentiment was shared. They were both sorry, both for very different reasons, sure, but sorry, nonetheless. And it was safe to say they would be speaking about this the second he came back.Yes, Amara hadn't said a useful word - not in Livi's definition of the word - and that didn't leave them with much context, much to

• Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight

  The clock ticked loudly in the corner like the nerves that lit up melodically in her brain, the ones that kept her knee bouncing and her hands twisting cruelly against one another, wringing out her skin like that was the only way she could drain the feeling from herself. She hated to say that this time wasn't anymore successful than her last, and the rough friction left her with nothing more than familiar red marks to lace her soft skin. She winces at the uncomfortable feeling that begins to form in her wrist, huffing as she reminds herself that this was a habit she had to drop, as it never did anything more than hurt her and frustrate her further. Still, she couldn't help the way her fingers would latch her wrist at the first sign of any trouble, not leaving until God - or whatever misfortune they were dealing with during that day - willed her to let go and put her hands to some good use - or at least, some sort of use. She realized that it was hardly ever good, but at least it kept

• Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven

  It was a never ending drag of silence, filling the room like smoke would fill rotting lungs. They tried to swallow it down, coughed and choked and tried to hold it back - all those feelings, all those unspoken words.But eventually, Liviana couldn't help but to crack. Before she knew it, everything came pouring out. And she couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. "Okay, that-" she cuts herself off with a sigh, shaking her head as if ridding herself of her nerves. She had to do this. She couldn't stand the silence anymore. "That's enough. We're supposed to be here to talk!" The woman reminds, her sharp, accusing eyes darting between the set of siblings, who only avoid her eyes. "So talk!"The demand does little to urge the two, who only share a look and shrug, just as speechless as ever."Oh, you have got to be kidding me," Liviana murmurs, two fingers messaging at her temple. These two were going to be the death of her. "Nothing?" She eyes her husband, who simply stares at her, dumbfou

• Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

  Blaze and Amara didn't know what to do with themselves.They sat quietly, keeping up their show of silence as they were left to drown in the tension, left with no one left to keep them company but each other.It was awful. After a certain point, it was beginning to feel like pure torture. Neither of them could stand it.Blaze, least of all. Liviana couldn't have been gone for more than five minutes before he quickly snapped under the pressure, spitting out the first question that came to his mind."What are you doing here, Amara?"Of course, her face immediately resorts to a frown, her signature pout twisting on her painted lips as she asks, "what do you mean?"Blaze only huffs. "You heard me, Amara." His voice was sharp, impatient. He had no time for her games. No room for error today. "What the hell are you doing here?"Amara laugh almost nervously, eyes darting from his face to his desk and back again, finding it hard to keep looking into those piercing eyes. "I... I thought we've

• Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Five

  Alonzo and Luka are promptly dismissed and the remaining three settle into the office, settling into the ocean's worth of tension. For so long - too long - they sat in silence, quiet eyes darting around, looking everywhere but at one another as they avoided the elephant in the room. They all had so much to say, but no clue how to say it, not even knowing where to start. In all honesty, neither of the three were sure they even wanted to.Instead, they sit in the silence, trying not to choke on the tension that rolls through the room like thick clouds of smoke. It made it hard to speak, hard to see things clearly again. And right now, it was making their lives that much harder. Someone needed to speak. Someone needed to take care of this - take that first step to fix this once and for all. It was the only way to do so. And so, someone needed to do it.And of course, that someone just had to be Liviana.The raven looks around, eyes darting between the pair of siblings who couldn't even

• Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Four

  Blaze wasn't sure what he was thinking.But what else was new?When it came to his sister, he never was. There was always so much going on with her that it made it hard to pick just one emotion and stick with it. Somehow, he would always find himself stuck in a whirlwind. Mostly negative - anger, frustration, borderline hatred. Amara just knew how to push his buttons and bring out the worst in him. But still, there were positives. Admiration, curiosity, hope, and despite all else, she always found herself playing with his undying loyalty.One of these days, he swore he would run out. His patience would snap like an elastic band stretched to its limit, and his blind loyalty being bound by blood wouldn't be holding him back from turning on her for good. He would choose himself, his own sanity. His life instead of hers. For once, he would leave Amara to wolves she called her friends, see how well she does whilst trying to fight off the consequences of her actions all on her own - somethi