Nora

Born in a lower-middle-class family with a single parent and made their life moderate hell. Clingy, territorial child that either got what she wanted from someone or got it herself. Her mother had to bear through returning stolen items and apologizing to injured children, but she was also one of the two sole recipients of her friendless kid's love. Nora's father was present too, but he was treated more as an outsider, although fInancially contributing. Meeting the fractured Altesi family, you could easily assume the reason for their distance as the jittery, insecure child with behavioral problems sitting between her overworked, nonchalant parents.

Nora had always been obsessed with success at whatever cost. She grew up an oustanding overachiever, but ultimately friendless, which is about the time her hostility grew even further. Trying to earn everyone's love, friendship or admiration sometimes landed her in the center of attention in the worst way possible. Achievement became her only source (or rather, replacement) of happiness. Sky-high dreams of fame drove her to pursue music on her own, convinced she needed no one's conventional advice to become an alternative singer, although those who knew her at the time would point to her stubbornness as the reason for this, not her confidence. Yet, surprisingly enough, by the time the persona 'Bellatrix' emerged and was solidified, she'd truly managed to improve technique, pitch and on-stage image as much as any vocal coach could've. But between a few initial failures to break through (as expected for a young artist), a lot of envy and a cocky attitude, she didn't make many good impressions in the industry. There were plenty of nights spent taking the bar stage by storm and having no one but street drug addicts to celebrate with.

It wasn't until she took to her 'acquaintances'' hobby that her life began to truly fall apart. One supposes it's part of the star experience. Watching miserable and aimless folks feel and act like they were on cloud 9 made her envious. Even if it was faux joy, it was joy. With an addictive personality, it didn't take long for illegal substance to become a problem for her. Soon she had a personal contact with a dealer and fastly dwindling savings. As it goes, funds for a lifelong dream get wasted on feeling good in the moment, eventually running out until meant-for-fame, ambitious Bellatrix finds herself sad, withdrawing and owing a drug dealer money. Which she, of course, tries to avoid, unwilling to remain indebted to the likes of people profitting off of addiction. But that moral high ground doesn't stop a debt collector from following her. It turns to threats until, in a stroke of genious, she confronts the man angrily. Ends up sprawled in a grimy back alley, having her face punched in. Thinking fast, but not necessarily long-term, she defends herself in whatever way she can - with a knife from her boot and a lot of blind stabbing.

It's sobering. But, surprisingly, not life-shattering. She hasn't ever thought herself capable of such ruthless problem-solving, though cutting off her own ear and throwing the knife down a street drain is most likely driven by pure hysteria in the moment. And yet it spares her jail - officially, she's the halpess victim of attempted murder and a witness that can't quite properly describe the face of the drug debtor's killer. Her identity is protected from the public as per her request. And though she knows she's in for it from the bunch of mafiosos whose debt collector has just died and takes proper precaution to move, she still unpholds her public reputation as if nothing's changed. The bruises fade, the case is closed and she goes on with her life for two months. Until a brand new neighbour with a criminal past makes her suspect involvement with the people after her. Nowadays she laments on how uncertain and ridiculous her assumptions were and how few clues there were to confirm anything her paranoia conjured, but a few odd, standoffish run-ins later, the poor sod turns up missing and Nora moves, yet again, sure that she's painted an even bigger target on her back now. But ultimately, she's survived this too...

Summary

TL;DR - A product of divorced parents and an inferiority complex. Friendless and bitter about it, takes up rock music and excels at it, but her personality doesn't let her go far. Falls into a drug habit like a true rockstar, ends up owing money to a dealer and soon someone comes to collect. They get into a fight that he doesn't come out alive from. She avoids suspecion, the case is closed. She moves. A neighbour goes 'missing' (by her hand). Paranoid and taking ridiculous measures to protect herself, nowadays she performs with a costume and heavy stage makeup, doesn't go out much and looks over her shoulder a bit too frequently, expecting everyone to be an enemy.