Psychosomatic- Part One: The Monsters Within

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When seventeen year old Layla Levy discovered that her brother was the biggest, baddest, psycho in the little town of Dark Grove, she could hardly believe that he was capable of hurting anyone. Kai had always been a difficult sibling to grow up with, but that was only because he had been rescued from an abusive foster home and adopted into the Levy family at age seven. Layla loved him to pieces and always looked up to him. He was seven years older than her and had become her best friend and savior, especially after they lost their parents in a house fire when Layla was only nine. With no other living relatives, Kai had been the one to take care of her and help his sister through her grief. Without her brother, she was sure her life would have taken a turn for the worst. A month after the house fire destroyed their home and family, the siblings had made a fresh start and moved to a small town called Dark Grove. Their parents had been wealthy doctors and had left them both a trust fund that Kai was able to access once he turned eighteen. The insurance company gave them more than enough to start over on their own. The last thing Kai had wanted was for him and his sister to end up in the foster care system. He had already lived through those horrors in his younger years and didn’t want Layla to experience it. Instead, he became her sole guardian at sixteen, finished his senior year in high school and started college right after. Now, at twenty-four, Kai had successfully opened his own business and was managing a bar downtown called the Grove Grill. He was extremely resilient, smart, charming, handsome… and dangerous. What Layla didn’t know was that her brother had been keeping a secret from her and their family ever since he was adopted. On Christmas Eve of 1997, Kai’s biological parents and siblings had all died in their sleep. He had been the only one who was found alive. The odd thing about the tragedy was that autopsy reports had found nothing; they had all died of “natural causes.” The authorities had no idea that Kai Lockwood had psychokinetic abilities and was responsible for the deaths of his parents and brothers. Bodies had been disappearing ever almanbahis şikayet since Layla and Kai moved to Dark Grove, but she never once thought that the murders were connected to her brother… not until she actually saw him kill an unsuspecting victim one night. Life as she knew it was far from normal. Living with Kai meant that her life was automatically thrust into the realm of supernatural. So many things had happened with no logical explanation. Something dark was living inside of him; something that had no name. All that Layla could do was keep his secrets because she loved him too much to lose him. He had a Jekyll and Hyde personality: charmingly sweet one moment, and terrifyingly angry the next. She knew he would never hurt her, no matter how angry he got, but she couldn’t help but wonder if Kai had been responsible for the house fire that happened all those years ago. Any psychiatrist would have concluded that the young man had a few screws loose in his head. Fortunately for Kai, he’d managed to stay off the radar of government officials who would have loved to have turned him into a lab rat. He was extremely protective of his sister. Layla was his world and he would have done anything for her. He would have killed for her. She was a beautiful brunette with deep hazel eyes and a smile that would melt any heart. Kai didn’t particularly like the idea of her dating, but luckily Layla had never brought any boys home. She was always dedicated to her studies and driven to succeed in the world of academia. Both siblings were seductively attractive. Kai was a tall young man with a muscular stature, chiselled jawline, and dark brown eyes. There was a noticeable scar on his right eyebrow and the only place on his body that was covered in ink was his back: a pair of black wings were stretched over his shoulder blades, narrowing downwards. He had short dark hair and a small crucifix had been branded into his left forearm; the scar was permanent. Layla always knew there were mysterious things about her brother that didn’t make sense to her. She was just too afraid to question him and investigate because she was worried about discovering the truth. almanbahis canlı casino Now that she knew he was killing people—and she knew that he knew she’d found out, all she could do was act as if she had never seen him rip the heart out of that man in the dark alleyway. She was living with a predator: a freak of nature who should have been locked up a long time ago… but Layla couldn’t dream of separating from him. Kai was everything to her. He was the only family she had, so if she had to play dumb and act as if she knew nothing about his dark impulses, then she was willing to do that, if it meant he would never leave her. Some nights whenever Layla was feeling sick with grief, Kai would cuddle her in bed until she would fall asleep. He would hold her and tell her that he loved her, that he would always be there for her. Losing their parents had traumatized Layla. She was so afraid of abandonment and unexpected death. The reality was that her brother was responsible for causing so much misery to everyone she loved, but she just couldn’t leave him. He was a part of her now. He’d shown her a side of him no one else had ever seen. Layla didn’t know if it was just his sociopathic nature, or if he genuinely trusted her enough to let her inside his head so she could know him—really know him. During the weekends, she and Kai would watch movies on Netflix and snuggle up on the couch together. She never felt uncomfortable around him, but if anyone else had walked in on them during these cuddle sessions… they would have said their overt affection was much too inappropriate for siblings to express. Kai often liked to hold Layla in his lap and caress her thigh, and she’d fall asleep in the safety of his arms. It was the closest feeling to sheer comfort. Layla used to hate cancelling plans with her friends because of Kai’s possessive nature, but ever since she turned sixteen, she looked forward to coming home to him as soon as her classes were done. They would cook together, shop together, and go out together. They were inseparable. As the year passed and Layla reached her seventeenth birthday, her ability to recognize that they were crossing almanbahis casino forbidden territory had completely diminished, until one evening. While she was cooking dinner in the kitchen, Kai came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist before he softly kissed her neck. Layla’s body reacted and she felt… aroused. She realized that his kiss was anything but innocent; it was sexual. “Kai…” she said while ignoring her sex deprived libido. “I don’t think you should… kiss me… like that.” Something hard was throbbing against her, making her blood thrum in her veins. “Kai…” His hands fell away from her waist and she couldn’t help but feel an ache from the loss of contact. Layla lowered the temperature on the stove and turned to face him. His dark eyes looked so sad. She panicked and cupped his face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just feel like… sometimes we…” she sighed in frustration. “Don’t you like it when I hold you?” “Of course I do.” “I thought you like it when I make you feel safe in my arms.” “You know I do, Kai.” She softened her expression and stroked his cheek tenderly. He really was so handsome—ruggedly handsome, she thought. “It’s just… kissing me like that is…” “Wrong?” He filled in the blank as Layla reluctantly nodded. “Says who?” He sounded angry. “Society?” “I guess…” “Fuck them! We’re not even related!” Layla jumped when the pots and pans suddenly fell from the rack. Every time Kai got angry, everything around them would constantly break. He couldn’t control his psychic powers when he was raging. “Kai, please calm down.” “Don’t tell me to calm down! Mom and Dad always used to make me feel like a freak! Stop making me feel like a freak, Layla!” Vases began to break… dishes… books and lamps fell to the floor as he stormed out of the kitchen and locked himself inside his bedroom. Layla winced as she heard him cursing like a madman. He was having another psychotic episode and she hated having to witness it. Kai had always been this way. As far as she could remember, every time he got angry he would have explosive episodes. Their parents had done their best to try and help him control his psychic powers. They were doctors by day and scientists by night. John and Kara Levy loved Kai as if he were their own biological son. They had done their best to protect him from himself. But Kai had a deep resentment towards them for reasons that Layla could never understand.

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