I’ve hated my stepsister, Layla for as long as I can remember. She likes to act so innocent and it makes me want to rain havoc on her life. I try to ruin her, but my obsession only grows stronger. I want to swallow her pain and tears; consume her like an addict looking for their next hit. I know its wrong, but it feels right. My obsession contradicts my hate for her, its like I’m split in two.
Layla
Ive tried to do everything as I’m told and make everyone happy my whole life. It seems to work for everyone except...
Ryan
I’ve hated my stepsister, Layla for as long as I can remember. She likes to act so innocent and it makes me want to rain havoc on her life. I try to ruin her, but my obsession only grows stronger. I want to swallow her pain and tears; consume her like an addict looking for their next hit. I know its wrong, but it feels right. My obsession contradicts my hate for her, its like I’m split in two.
Layla
Ive tried to do everything as I’m told and make everyone happy my whole life. It seems to work for everyone except for my stepsister, Ryan. I dont know where her hatred for me stems from. Aside from that, something else is going on with me. I have these blackouts and I wake up in random places with blood on me. I feel like Im living a double life. If I don’t ruin myself, Ryan most definitely will. Thats the most confusing part, I’m practically begging her for it.
Kali
Im her protector and her vengeance. She deserves the justice only I can serve. I remember all the awful experiences that shes blocked out, every fucking second of it. No one is allowed to hurt us again, no matter what it takes. Cross us once, I come out to play.
