Arregla Tu Desmadre Novels & Stories

“Okay, I believe you but calm down. You have to calm down, don’t stress yourself.” “No! How would I calm down when something crazy happened to me?! But you know what’s even crazier?! When I was falling down, a man jumped and caught me in the air! Yeah, like in the air, you know what I mean?” Madison holds both of Louve’s shoulders and shakes her body with full excitement. “I saw his eyes turned yellow and I was closing my eyes and expecting my death but we magically landed safe on the ground! What kind of sorcery is that?! W-Wait, am I know dead? Ouch!” Madison flinched as she pinches herself. Louve just looked at her with blank expression. Louve looked at the other people inside the emergen

I looked at the two of them, their movements so natural and at ease, and I felt a surge of madness as I clutched my head, desperate to leave. I stormed toward the door in anger, only to be stopped by a sudden flash of light. I sank to the floor in despair, listening to their conversation behind me. I began to pound at my chest with my hands. But I felt no pain. I felt nothing at all—no sensation of a heartbeat, no awareness of its existence.

I pause, taking in every detail of it. “I just want to be anywhere you are. I don’t want to miss any chance. I want to make up for all my mistakes—the saddest times I’ve drowned us in, the times when I punished us instead of allowing us to feel what truly lives inside us.” At first, Mad seems temporarily inactivated while I desperately wait for an answer. Briefly, her tongue wets her lips before she begins, “I want the same too, but Caden, this is crazy.” “We’ve been crazy since the first day,” I point out.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? Rico’s eyebrows shot up. “Isla… you’re rambling.” I waved my hand vaguely. “I know. I just… I don’t know. I need to… think. Or not think. Yeah. Not think. Definitely not think.” My voice cracked slightly. Ugh, don’t cry. You sound pathetic right now.

Regret started to hit me, and I started thinking about how to change things and fix the mistakes I had made. “I need to find a way to fix everything,” I muttered with determination. “I can't just stay here and hope things will get better on their own.” With my anxiety deepening, I realized that I had to make the right decision immediately. I had to find a way to stop all the more destructive plans, contact Rico, and talk to a lawyer to find a possible solution. Maybe, with the right steps, I could avoid a total breakdown and try to mend fences with Darwis.

My heart plummeted, my stomach churning with unease. No. I staggered forward. Not them. My lungs burned as I broke into a run. Please not them— Something struck the back of my head, and I was hurled sideways, my face crashing into the ground. Before I could even register what had happened, Madness’ voice reached me. “I don’t have to touch you to break you when I can simply make someone else do the bidding for me…” Madness said calmly. “And who could tame you better than your oldest trauma?”

“I messed things up again.” "wait you have to calm down." Matteo suggested. "How the fuck am I supposed to calm down?"

I couldn’t even think straight. Finally, I stopped, leaned against my desk, and exhaled sharply. My fingers ruffled through my hair again. “Goddammit,” I muttered. “I need to fix this. I have to fix this.” I grabbed my phone, my hands still shaking, and slammed it against my ear. “Get me Lydia. Now,” I said as soon as it clicked. My voice was lower than usual, rougher, controlled but tense. “We have a problem. I did something… really bad.”

Then— I fire again. This time— at the ceiling. At the cameras. Glass shatters. Sparks burst. Feed disrupted. Silence. For half a second. Then— Adrian laughs. Louder this time. “Better,” he says. The walls stop moving. Just for a moment. Enough. That’s all I need. Because now— he’s adjusting. And when people adjust— They make mistakes. I move again. Not where he expects. Not where he wants. But where he didn’t account for.

Slowly changing them into bravery. I stood up and wiped the tears in my eyes. I looked up again and stared at the stars. “I’m sorry, Danny. I know I told you I won’t cry but I still did. Don’t worry, this will be the last time.” I flashed a forced smile. With it are my sorrows, guilt, sadness, madness, and everything I am feeling. I will be brave… for you… and for myself. Just like you ask me to. I went back to my bed and cuddle with my teddy bear.