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My friends had no idea what it was like to live with someone who appeared to have dissociative identity disorder. Sure, they had seen Kai’s stone cold moments, but Sarah and Bonnie had never seen his manic episodes. They had no idea just how mentally unstable he could be at times. Yesterday was the first time I was actually scared of him. That argument we’d had in the morning… the way his face had twisted… his eyes… Whatever he was, he was not entirely human. I’d gone about my day like I always did, but when I got home he wasn’t there. A full twenty-four hours had gone by and he still had not returned home. It was a Saturday evening and I was spending it alone instead of going out and partying. I kept calling and texting Kai nonstop. I was about to send him one final text saying “why are you punishing me for caring?” when the front door unlocked, and in walked my brooding brother. “Where the hell have you been?” I shouted, unable to keep my temper. He took off his jacket, revealing a blood stained shirt. Oh my God, I thought in shock as he avoided my eyes and walked past me. “I’ve been worried sick about you!” He continued to ignore me and made his way into the kitchen. “How can you do that to me? The least you could have done was text me back and let me know you’re okay!” He gulped back a beer, acting completely indifferent toward me. “Why the hell is your shirt all bloody?” The question made him divest himself of the bloodied shirt before he tossed it on the counter. “You’re not gonna tell me? Fine! You know I’m scared of being alone! How… how can you just…” I started to cry. “After everything… after Mom and Dad…” I was about to leave when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms. “I’m sorry,” Kai whispered. “I’m sorry, Layla. I was in a fucked up head space yesterday, okay? Please don’t cry.” I wanted to slap him and pull away, but deep down all I wanted was comfort. I needed to feel his arms around me. I needed to feel safe, even though everything about him was chaotic and dangerous. “You know I have abandonment issues.” I sniffled, sobbing in his chest. “I couldn’t come home last night. I didn’t want to hurt you.” He stroked my hair and rubbed my back, consoling me. “Nothing makes sense about my life anymore, Kai. I don’t Ankara escort understand what’s going on with you. What kind of double life are you living? You keep too many things from me and… and…” I choked on tears and closed my eyes when he lifted my chin. “Layla”—he cupped my face—“there’s nothing and no one in this damn world who could keep me away from you. You know that. Sometimes I feel like I really don’t deserve your love.” “How can you say that? You’re all I have. You take care of me. You rescued me from the fire.” “I couldn’t save Mom and Dad.” “It wasn’t your fault, Kai!” “I’m not a good person. I’ve got real demons in my head. I hurt people.” “Did you kill someone last night?” It was stupid of me to ask. I already knew the answer. “Kai…” He exhaled deeply and frowned. “Not someone… there were many.” Dear Lord… why? “Please tell me what’s going on with you,” I said. “What I saw yesterday… that wasn’t…” “Normal?” He snickered under his breath. “Trust me, I know. I’ve known for a long time now that I’m far from normal.” “Please let me in. Let me help you.” “How? Our parents tried to help me and they failed.” “No matter how bad your struggles are, I’m here for you. You’re my brother—my family. I’ll never stop loving you. I won’t ever abandon you.” “I’m a murderer, Layla.” He fixed his dark gaze on me. “And I like it.” I felt intimidated. Everything about my brother was intimidating. I had so many questions I wanted to ask him; so many questions I was afraid to ask. “Why?” I finally uttered. “Because I’m a prince of Hell.” He grinned. “That’s not funny.” “Not trying to be funny. We both know I can levitate shit and manipulate minds… I must be related to somebody down there…” I didn’t believe in God or the Devil. I was an atheist and so were our parents. “Whatever’s going on with you,” I began, “I know it’s linked to your past. You never talk about it with me.” “Never had a reason to.” “Well, now you do. We both know you’re not entirely human—and I know you’ve been murdering people in town since we moved here. What I don’t understand is… why?” He leaned in closer and whispered, “Because the voices in my head tell me to… and they don’t shut up until I do it.” Kai was so antisocial and Ankara escort bayan unpredictable. He never brought any women home and I never met any of his friends, which led me to believe that he had none. Every time I asked him, he’d say that friendship meant nothing to him. He had me and that was enough for him, apparently. I refused to believe that, though. Everyone needed friends and relationships outside of immediate family members. “I feel like shit,” he said. “I need a shower. Please don’t stay upset with me.” I was too slow to respond and press him further for explanations, as he kissed my hands and disappeared out of the kitchen. My brother is a murderer. I’m living with a murderer, I desolately thought while I stared into space. ~oOo~ I loved that fresh scent of body wash that permeated our apartment whenever Kai got out of the shower. It was either Axe or Old Spice. I was listening to some tunes and finishing up my homework on the couch when my brother walked out of his room… half naked. A white towel was wrapped around his V shaped waist, as water dripped down his chest and arms. I bit my lip and forced myself not to stare. “Like what you see?” “Geezus, Kai, put some clothes on.” “Is my body that repulsive to you?” he teased, flashing a smile. “None of the broads I’ve fucked have ever complained.” “TMI!” He laughed and stood in front of me, hooking his thumb along the edge of the towel. My face was literally inches away from his crotch. “Wanna see it?” “Ew! No!” I moved toward the end of the sofa, hoping to put a safe amount of distance between us before he could try anything. “Relax.” Kai laughed. “I was only teasing. You couldn’t handle seeing the size of this snake, anyway.” Oh my God! He did not just say that! “Are you deliberately trying to traumatize me?” I said. “Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it…” “No! What the hell, Kai! I’m seventeen and I haven’t even gone all the way with a guy, much less think about your…” He laughed harder, and my face went crimson red. “So not funny!” I slapped his muscled arm, but instantly regretted it when he pulled me over him. I screamed when he started tickling me. Attempting to get off was a pointless effort because he overpowered Escort Ankara me and forced me to stay mounted on top. “Don’t make me torture you, Layla.” He smirked, poking at my sides. “You know I will…” “You already are!” I howled uncontrollably. “Stop! Stop!” I was almost in tears when he finally showed some mercy and stopped the tickle war. “You’re so horrible, you know that?” I said, trying to breathe. “Just add it to my long list of unwavering flaws.” He brushed the hair out of my face. Unfortunately, I was wearing a skirt and my panties were in direct contact with the giant bulge that kept growing beneath me. It was making me uncomfortable and I tried to get off, but he held my hips down and pressed himself into me. “Kai… let me off, please.” I shuddered in reaction, breathing out my arousal. “Hmm… no. I think I like you this way… on top.” I could see there was no use in trying to get away. He was unbelievably strong and part of me didn’t want to get up. My brother truly was handsome. Kai rarely smiled, but whenever he did, his dimples always made me melt. “Are you going to tell me about what happened last night?” I asked. “You really wanna know?” “I deserve to know.” He folded his hands behind his head, never taking his eyes off me. “You’re welcome to get off now.” He simpered. I was instantly relieved and tried to move, but quickly realized that I couldn’t. He was using his telekinetic abilities to keep me in place. “So not cool,” I sighed. “Yeah?” He chuckled. “What about this…” I immediately gasped when he started pounding his hips into me as I bounced up and down. “Oh my God! Kai! Stop!” I dug my nails into his chest and felt a wave of pleasure ripple through me, which was totally embarrassing. I couldn’t believe he was trying to simulate sex with me. “I swear to God… if you don’t… I’m gonna…” He finally listened and stayed completely still. I was no longer bouncing, but I was nearly out of breath. Kai lay beneath me, smirking like an idiot and seemingly amused by my obvious frustration. “My sweet, virgin sister,” he teased. “You better stay that way.” “You’re not the only one around here who’s allowed to get laid.” “I’m a man. Our sexual impulses are different than a woman’s.” I rolled my eyes and told him that I hated double standards. “No one’s worthy of you, Layla. That’s simply a fact.” I could feel him throbbing right against me and it was driving me insane. “Kai, seriously… let me off, please.” He was enjoying torturing me like this, but finally relented and sat up to kiss my forehead.
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