My Lovely Disaster
Chapter 1
Chapter 1: The Punishment.
Vivienne Vale [Cas's mom]
*Cold smile* Caspian, my dear. You need to learn your place.
Caspian Vale [8 y/o]
*Voice trembling* M-mom... please... I'm sorry! I won't do it again!
He grabbed her sleeve, tears streaming. The basement door loomed behind her, dark and foreboding.
Vivienne Vale [Cas's mom]
❄️ Down you go.
Caspian Vale [8 y/o]
*Falls to his knees, sobbing* Please! I'm scared of the dark... I don't want to be alone!
His older sister, Isabella, stood by the doorframe, dabbing at her eyes, sniffing like she was crying, but a small, cruel smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She watched him struggle, stepping aside as their mother nudged him forward.
Isabella Vale [Cas's elder sis] [14 y/o]
*Softly, almost pitying tone* Be careful down there... wouldn't want anything to happen.
Caspian stumbled down the stairs, clutching the railing. His breath came in short gasps, heart hammering, hands shaking. He banged weakly on the walls, sobbing.
Caspian Vale [8 y/o]
*Pleading* Please... please don't leave me alone here!
Isabella's smile lingered in the shadows. She pretended to wipe a tear, but the glint in her eyes betrayed her amusement.
Vivienne Vale [Cas's mom]
*From above* Remember... ❄️ obedience keeps you safe.
The door slammed. Darkness swallowed him. Every drip of water, every creak of wood made him flinch. He curled into himself, shaking, sobbing, and trying to calm his racing heart.
Caspian Vale [8 y/o]
(I... I'll never... I can't let anyone... see me like this...)
Silence. Only the sound of his own panicked breathing. Somewhere in the shadows, the faint smirk of his sister lingered, a reminder of the world he had learned could never be trusted.
Authy...
Will update Short chapters cuz my exams are approaching.
Chapter 2
Chapter 2: The Chaotic Morning.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring like it had a personal vendetta against me. Why did it always have to be Monday? I groaned and smacked the snooze button, instantly regretting it when the buzzing got louder. My blanket was twisted around me like a python, and somehow my socks had vanished into the void again. Classic morning.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
Eamon! Breakfast!
Eamon Lark [ML]
*Shoving his hair into something resembling order* Coming! Coming!
I stumbled into the kitchen, where the smell of burnt toast hit me like a brick. My younger brother, Jamie, was grinning smugly at the table, juggling his phone and a bowl of cereal like a little circus act.
Jamie Lark [Eamon's lil' bro]
Late again, I see.
Eamon Lark [ML]
Thanks caption obvious, I was just about to notice. *Sarcastic*
Jamie Lark [Eamon's lil' bro]
*Stick out his tongue at him*
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
You two! Don't start in the morning! Jamie! Sit properly and Eamon! Eat your breakfast!
Eamon Lark [ML]
Fine fine.
I grabbed a slice of toast, only to have it tear in half midair. Great. Fantastic. Half-toast for breakfast. Exactly what I needed to start my day.
Mom was bustling around, pouring orange juice with the precision of a surgeon, and occasionally shooting me that look that said: you are my responsibility and my headache all at once.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
Eamon, I swear if you didn't made a schedule tomorrow, you are free to make your breakfast on your own.
Eamon Lark [ML]
Mommmm! *Whining*
Jamie snorted and shoved a piece of his toast in his mouth. Typical. At least someone in the house was winning at life.
After scarfing down my sad breakfast, I grabbed my backpack and realized I had somehow crammed three textbooks, a laptop, and a coffee thermos inside. And yes, the coffee was already teetering dangerously.
Eamon Lark [ML]
(Why does my life always feel like a cartoon 😮💨)
I bolted out the door, barely locking it behind me, and nearly tripped on the step. My backpack slipped off my shoulder, textbooks wobbling. I swore under my breath and tried to grab the strap mid-run. Mission impossible.
The streets were messy this morning. People rushed past, umbrellas clashing, buses honking. Somehow, I was weaving through all of it, trying not to spill my coffee, or my dignity.
Almost at college, I noticed a girl struggling with a stack of papers. Without thinking, I darted over.
Eamon Lark [ML]
Here, let me help you with those!
Random girl
*Relieved smile* Thank you so much!
Eamon Lark [ML]
(Phew... not everything’s doomed today.)
Random girl
(He's so handsome...)
We managed to set the papers safely on a bench, and she waved before disappearing into the crowd. I straightened up, trying to act like this small heroic act didn’t just almost ruin my morning entirely.
Finally, I reached the college courtyard, my shoes soaked from a rogue puddle. Simon spotted me immediately.
Simon Waverly [Eamon's bff]
Late again, Eamon? Shocked, I am not.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*Grinning sheepishly* I'm cultivating a reputation. It’s very exclusive.
The lecture hall was a mess of students, everyone rushing to their seats. I squeezed into mine, silently congratulating myself for surviving the morning without a single major disaster.
Eamon Lark [ML]
(Well, aside from the coffee incident, the books, and the near face-plant.)
Halfway through, I noticed someone drop a pen. Without thinking, I leaned over and handed it back. The small smile they gave me warmed me more than I expected. I shook my head.
Eamon Lark [ML]
(Everyone’s nice today... maybe the universe is confused.)
As the lecture dragged on, my mind wandered. I imagined my part-time shift later, wondering which café I’d mess up first, what order I’d spill, and which customer would give me the "I can't believe this" look. Somehow, it sounded... fun. I know, it's tiring to be honest. But I like to keep myself busy, it doesn't give me time for overthinking and helps my mom with money too.
I just want to complete my collage and then get a job so I can give my mom everything she can ever wish for...
Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Banned from working.
Saturday morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, painting soft lines across Eamon's messy room. The alarm buzzed for the fifth time, and a hand emerged from under the blanket, weakly patting the air before hitting it.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*Groggy voice* Ugh... why does it ring like it wants to end my life.
He sat up, blonde hair all messy, eyes still half-shut. His room looked like the definition of "organized chaos", books stacked unevenly, clothes tossed over a chair, and his work uniform hanging by the door.
Eamon Lark [ML]
(Okay, new day... I can do this. Just a few more shifts and maybe I can afford that new phone case. Priorities, Eamon. Priorities.)
He quickly changed into a casual hoodie and jeans, grabbed his bag, and walked to the kitchen, yawning.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
*From the kitchen* Don’t even think about it.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*blinks* ...think about what?
Nozal turned, one hand on her hip, the other holding a spatula. Her expression was firm but gentle, the "Mom Voice" every child knew too well.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
Work. You’re not going today.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*Panics* But Mom! I promised the café owner I’d help cover the morning rush!
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
You've been running around all week. You need to rest. It's Saturday. Enjoy it with Simon or your brother.
Eamon Lark [ML]
(Oh no she's serious.) *Small nervous laugh* M-Mom, I swear I’m fine–
Jamie Lark [Eamon's lil' bro]
*Yelling from the living room* He's lying! He almost fell asleep standing yesterday!
Eamon Lark [ML]
*Turns toward Jamie* Jamie! Don’t expose me like that!
Jamie Lark [Eamon's lil' bro]
*Grinning smugly* Just saying. You look like a zombie with good hair.
Eamon Lark [ML]
As if your dark circles look so beautiful.
Nozal sighed, shaking her head. She was already used to it by now.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
You're staying home. That's final.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*defeated sigh* Fine...
Simon Waverly [Eamon's bff]
*text notification on phone* 💬 Rise and shine, sunshine ☀️ I’m coming over. We’re hanging out. No excuses.
Eamon Lark [ML]
(...of course. They're teaming up now.)
About fifteen minutes later, Simon strolled into the Lark home like he owned the place, his pink hair perfectly styled, expensive jacket, and that familiar teasing grin.
Simon Waverly [Eamon's bff]
Morning, family! Oh, Eamon, look at you, awake and grumpy. What a rare sight.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*glares* Why are you even friends with me again?
Simon Waverly [Eamon's bff]
Because you’re cute when you’re grumpy.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*flustered* I-I’m not cute!
Jamie Lark [Eamon's lil' bro]
*snorts from couch* Yeah, says the guy who apologized to a trash can yesterday.
Eamon Lark [ML]
IT LOOKED LIKE A PERSON FROM BEHIND!
Simon bursts out laughing, practically wheezing. Even Nozal hides a chuckle behind her hand.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*arms crossed* You're all bullies.
Simon Waverly [Eamon's bff]
*grinning* And you love us anyway. Come on, we’re going out. You’re banned from working, remember?
Nozal handed Eamon some money before he could even argue. The look in her eyes said there was no escape.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
Be back before evening. I'll bring dinner.
Eamon Lark [ML]
*soft smile* Okay, Mom.
Jamie Lark [Eamon's lil' bro]
😒😒 You have this son too, Mom. Why such Partiality.
Nozal Lark [Eamon's mom]
*Chuckles*
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