Kaya was beautiful. Inside. Outside. Beautiful, I say. She was angel. She was mine. Her warm eyes, her gleaming white teeth. Her long silky hair and her laughter that sounded like a billion bells ringing. She was wonderful. She was perfect. She knew everything about me. My brother. My parents. My life. She loved me. I loved her. We planned to get married some day. Planned to live simple life with 2 kids. She knew me since I was 10. Of course, we weren't dating or anything. We just blushed when we saw each other and laughed we said hello. We were both shy. My brother had left the year before and had no idea that I had a crush on a girl. I was dying to tell him that I had a crush.

Anyway, Kaya was a sweetheart. She was loving and wonderful. When we started to really get serious, she turned out to be perfect. Until, the day I turned 18.

She wanted to go get me a gift.


"Happy birthday, Levi!"

Kaya kissed me on the cheek and wrapped her arms around me.

"Oh crap. I need to get you a gift."

"It's ok. You really don't have to. I'm fine. I have you."

"Hopeless romantic. But I insist on getting you a gift!"

She smiled and kissed me again.

"I'll be back. I know this won't be a surprise, but seriously."

She walked out of the door smiling. I smiled lying on the couch.

About 4 hours later, I was obviously getting worried. She came, her expression solemn. She handed me a gift slowly, her arm shaking.

"Kaya, what happened?"


"You ran into my brother?"


"Look, I know we see him now and then on T.V. and he lives right around here, but why should you be afraid of him? Because he's rich and big? And is with a lot of women at once? Are you just scared?"

"Levi, he... he..."

"He what?"

"He... he... I... I... can't.... I... don't know why... he raped me."

"He what?!"

"Levi! He raped me! He freakin' touched me. Took me to the corner of a building, The Jackson Hotel. He did unimaginable things.... to me...."

Kaya cried, stuttered, and cried. I stood still watching her. I knew I should've done something... comforted her. But I couldn't.

"You know," she said, "I'm sorry, Levi. I can't be with you anymore. Your brother... he... I can't and I'm sorry."

Kaya kissed me and left through the door.

"Kaya!" I cried.

 And she never came back since.

From that day on, I started to plan to take revenge on my brother. Free the women who fell into his trap. That's my plan.


"Hello? Who's it?"


"Levi! Did your friends come over?"

"Yeah," I said lying.

"You sure you don't wanna do dinner?"

"I'm sure. But I'd do lunch tomorrow."

"Don't you have college or somethin'?"


"Okay. I'm free. Hotel's a bit slow right now."

"No girl appointments?"

"Ha ha. No."

"Then tomorrow it is. See ya."

"But where will we eat?"

"How 'bout the Jackson? Your hotel. Your little restaurant."

"Alrighty then. Bye."

Another end to a conversation. Lunch. My plan's slow right now. But I know, I know that I would find my way out.

The End

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