Thanks for all the reviews again. Many apologies to shadeykai for making
Kai not the right personality. I'm trying to balance out the maturity of
the Bladebreakers after their young years. Plus I never really got to know
Kai after watching only one episode of Beyblades. So yeah sorry. Anyway, it
would really be good if you reviewers would help me on with all the twists
and turns of Beyblades and stuff. Thanks. A thousand applauses for the tips
shadeykai gave me and all my loving fans who gave me!
Here's a list of what I need to know about Kai:
His Personality (duh!) His family His past Life His social status
Tons more I will tell when I need to.
Please excuse all the "non-Kai" stuff.
I don't own Beyblades, not the characters or anything part of Beyblades except this story.
Liya looked over at Kai. Large amber eyes with hints of apprehension. Liya had been afraid to look at Kai's eyes, afraid she would see blue again. Now she felt trance-fixed at those sharp eyes.
Large paintings and portraits passed by. They weren't there before when Liya lived here. Some portraits had the same exact amber eyes as Kai's and others blue. (Yeah I know. I'm trying to fix my story along the way now) Kai asked Ray and Tyson to wait in the living room while he talked to Liya for awhile. The two friends looked at each other like they almost knew what was going to happen, then left for the living room.
Kai turned back to Liya. "Come I'll introduce you to Mrs. Beckham." He quietly said. He took her to the kitchen. A chubby middle aged woman with curly red hair stood bossing over the French Cook. The cook kept stirring a pot of soup while grumbling at the lady. "Do be a dear and add more pepper to it. We don't want you to get fired now do we? Let's make it extra special for the master today"
Kai cleared his throat to make him self noticed. The lady blinked then pasted on a big smile. "Master Kai! How nice it is to see you! Oh and who's this little pussy cat!" the big lady pinched Liya's cheek as if she were a child. Liya forced a smile after massaging her cheek.
"Mrs. Beckham I would like to introduce you to Liya. She's a member of our Beyblading Team. She has no where to stay so I invited her to stay at my place. Would you please show her up to the spare room?" Kai drawled out.
"Right then. Come along dear. Let's get you ready for dinner. You look like a mess. Kai! Did you take her on a trip through a tornado? Never mind. There's a certain schedule you have to follow if you lived in Kai's grandfather's house. You wake up at 7:00 sharp, then." Mrs. Beckham chattered on and on without Liya paying no heeds what so ever to her. She explored her childhood home, comparing the changes and remembering what was where and where was what.
The walls were still the whitewashed. The crystal chandelier hung like a jewel, showing off its rainbow brilliance. The windows, which were plain rectangles once, were now replaced with cathedral ones. The maroon curtains now replaced with royal navy blue ones with a gold trim. Liya sighed. She missed this place. Her eyes began to water but she lowered her lashes to hide her grief.
At last they reached her room. Her old room. The room in which she and Seline would spent time together talking about their future husbands and weddings. The room, which she lost all the hope in the world of ever making that dream, come true. "Such a fool I was." Liya muttered.
"There you have it. Your room. I'm not so sure you'll like living in this particular room. I can feel something bad has happened in here once. Master Kai didn't like it either, but he wouldn't admit it. He's a hard boy, but very kind sometimes. It's his grandfather you see. Doesn't like him to get soft on people. Well, wash up for dinner dear. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." Mrs. Beckham prattled.
"But what shall I wear. I brought no clothes with me."
"Oh my goodness. Where did Master Kai pick you up from. Are you sure you're not out to seduce him and steal his money?" Mrs. Beckham inclined. This girl looked much too pretty to be abandoned by her parents.
"I'm only sixteen."
"Old enough to marry the 17-year-old boy."
"I have no interest in Kai. And I promise you I'll be out of this house in a week. Without a ring on my finger." Liya gnashed out at the chubby lady. Mrs. Beckham sniffed and went off muttering something like, "After all the kindness I gave her, she treats me like this! How dare she!"
Liya rolled her eyes. She looked around her room. This room hasn't been touched at all. The oak desk with some of her butterfly stationary was left there. The large bed with flowers on was spread out smooth. Small specks of bloodstains can still be seen. The sight brought nausea to Liya making her run to the bathroom. She started to violently shake and moan with sickness. Liya had that familiar sense of death again. Darkness lashed out suddenly, covering all from her view.
Kai headed upstairs to his room for a shower. Man, he was tired. Chief came in with his laptop and Max at their meeting. He asked everyone to sign in the tournament online. Since Liya wasn't there, Kai just signed her on with fake information. After some quick insults at Tyson for his eating habits and all, he left immediately.
He knew the others were suspicious of him for doing that, but they let him alone. Kai entered his room, which was right beside Liya's room. He took a quick shower and jumped on the bed with exhaustion consuming him.
He didn't sleep for long when he heard a moan from the other side of the wall. At first he thought he was imagining all of it, but a second moan came followed by a large thump. Kai tensed, thinking something had happened to Liya. He grabbed his white cape and stormed into the other room. (If this is not like Kai tell me) When he got in the room, all he found was the rumpled bed. He looked in the bathroom. There against the cabinet was Liya, laid down near some vomit moaning and groaning. Her face was as pale as paper and her arms shaking violently and wrapping themselves around her small body, as if trying to keep warm. Kai went in, and felt her forehead. She didn't have a fever, but then why the sickness. Kai carefully lifted her up, avoiding the pungent vomit. He carried her and placed her on the bed. He grabbed some blankets and began covering her. Just then Liya moaned again, "Giovanni.please don't touch me. Don't." she sighed back into a slumber.
Kai wondered whom it was for awhile, but then he dashed out of the room and headed downstairs calling out for Mr. Beckham and the other servants. "Quick someone! Call the doctors." In a matter of minutes a doctor came and went straight to work. He asked Kai and the man servants to exit.
Kai wanted to refuse but he gave in. As he time passed by, so did Kai's patience. In the quiet moments, Kai just once reached the simple thought that he was acting a bit too worried over Liya Skye. Finally, the doctor came and asked Kai for a private chat.
"What's wrong with her doctor? Is she sick?" Kai asked.
"No, she's not sick. But something is wrong with her." The doctor searched for the right words to say. "You see, I believe something terrible must've happened to her before and something reminded her of it. I suggest that she take some rest. Do not take her to a psychiatrist. She'll be in that state again. Here are some sleeping pills to let her sleep. I must be going now. Good-bye. Remember what I said now."
The doctor left, leaving Kai to be suspicious of his teammate more than ever. "So something did happen to her." He thought.
Liya woke up from her slumber. The sunrise did a fine job of stinging her eyes and disturbing her sleep. She barely remembered anything from last night. She knew that she suffered nausea and all, but that was in the bathroom. Then who brought her here then? Liya tried to get up when her head started throbbing. Pain blasted through her head. "Oww."
"Now, now there. You are still weak. You should have some rest. Child, you were very lucky that Master Kai found you lying their looking sick as a dog." Mrs. Beckham chided in as she brought the breakfast tray. The steaming pancakes with the golden syrup lavished against rough brown texture of the bread. It brought Liya to drool with hunger, reminding her that she had no dinner yesterday.
"How long have I been sleeping, Mrs. Beckham?"
"Almost a day. Now eat up dear. I'll be downstairs if you need me." The head maid left, swishing her skirts along the way. Liya took the fork and gobbled up the pancakes and gulped down the freshly squeezed orange juice. After finishing her breakfast, she got off the bed and tried to walk around her room.
For a whole hour she did that, then Liya got bored and opened the door and left. She wobbled her way to different rooms. The Library hasn't changed much except the colourful picture books had been substituted with boring business texts. The creamy carpet was replaced with a dull maroon one with a wolf's head in the middle. The maple red rocking chair wasn't there anymore. Liya smiled sadly as she recollected how her mother would tell them grand Scottish tales to Seline and her.
On her way, she saw an old man with the same eyes as Kai. He looked at her suspiciously, then a shadow fell across his and he walked away. Liya supposed it was Kai's grandpa. Somehow she felt like he knew her.
Liya closed the door quietly. She walked towards the door to Kai's bedroom when she heard something. She stopped and looked to the right. She had almost forgotten the secret room, Seline and her had discovered so many years ago. They would play games and pretend to be things in there. No one knew about their little heaven. Not until, grandmother had moved in with them when they were eight and ordered to have the place locked up.
Everything changed after grandmother came. Their father was murdered in a casino, their family business almost went to ruins and a few of their million dollars was lost to all their father's gambling debts. Liya's mother was devastated for a long time. She rarely smiled, until Giovanni came and changed her life. Liya and Seline would spend hours in the Library listening to their mother talk about Giovanni such a dashing man. Then one day, he proposed to her and she accepted. And then the life twist of the O'Mallorys began again.
Liya snapped back to the present. She looked at the dust-covered door. The lock wasn't there anymore. Liya opened the creaky door, and peeked inside. Large fluffs of cobwebs and dust covered the area. Two or three boxes of their old comic books were stacked in a corner. The only light source came from the filth-covered window. The room looked like it had shrunk since the last time Liya had come there. In a small broken table, there lay a stack of pictures. Liya walked over to the table, and picked up one of the pictures.
A smiling man carried a laughing young girl with tumbling blonde curls tied back. The man's radiant turquoise eyes glistened with love for the woman with flaxen hair and green eyes who smiled back just the same. The woman had her slender arms around the man and another small girl with coarse black hair and violet eyes. Those eyes were grinning to the world hiding a secret. Her small arms were behind her back with a spray can. Her raven hair was moving with the wind covering a bit of her face.
"Us." Liya whispered. A tear fell down her cheek. She remembered this one. When her father was alive, they would go to family picnics and have a grand time together. Liya laughed as she remembered what happened that day. She sprayed a can of whipped cream all over her dad's face. Her father had laughed and sprayed some water on her. Then her mother and Seline had joined in on the fun. Liya always had fun with her father. He was her torch. The lantern that guided her through any kind of perils that was thrown her way. The torch would've been gone if it weren't for that letter he sent to her before he died in the casino in San Francisco, America. It was weird. He told her he loved her and told her to never be afraid to face your fears. He spoke like it was his last day to live. Liya knew something wrong was going to happen, but she never wanted to believe it.
Then it happened. A telegram came in with the news how their father was found in bed with a knife struck through his chest in the hotel. Then another telegram came in asking for Mr. Nathaniel O'Mallory's debts to be paid. When they paid it off, the family was on the brink of destruction, until a mysterious woman helped Mrs. O'Mallory rise their ranks in the stock market. Then she left without a trace.
Liya had only seen her once. Mother was never allowed to tell her real name. In their private meeting, Liya watched them say good-bye to each other. She knew she wasn't supposed to be there, but she could not help it. The woman exited the room, but just before Liya could hide, the woman found her and stared at her for the longest time. There were glassy tears on her violet eyes. Her red lips had parted as if she could not believe her eyes. The straight flimsy black hair closed around her heart-shaped face. Liya, who couldn't bear to see anybody sad, gave her a smile and squeezed her hand. Just when their skins touched, Liya felt a sort of connection to her more than her own other. And with that, the woman left in a hurry leaving behind the shattered Liya.
Liya shook her head. If only her father was alive, he would probably know what to do. He would take her in his warm loving arms and soothe her until she fell asleep like a kitten in content. The silent yearning asleep for many years had awoken in her heart and caused her to flood her face with big tears. She clutched the picture and stared at it for hours.
Kai walked towards his grandfather's office. He didn't know why he called him up at this time. He entered the large room with the maple wood walls and the vast fiery red carpet. His grandfather faced towards the sun filled cathedral window looking out to the backyard with the grey with fountain. Kai cleared his throat to make himself noticed and spoke with respect. "You called me up here. I wish to know why."
A moment of silence, then without turning, he spoke. "Yes, I wished to speak to you about that girl. Liya Skye. I do not want her in this house anymore." He replied firmly.
Kai looked up at him with a confused look. "Why?" The old man turned towards Kai, his eyes with a hating gleam. He calmly proceeded. "Kai. I'm a very rich man. I have a very high status in the society. You are an heir to me. As heir, you must keep your reputation clean. What would happen to us, if everyone found out that we sanctioned a slut in this house?"
Kai couldn't believe what he just heard. His own grandfather called Liya a whore. "Why the hell do you think she's a whore? How do you even know that she is one?" he fired out.
His grandfather raised an eyebrow. "I see you have never heard of the O'Mallorys." Kai shook his head. "They were the previous owners of this mansion. Their daughter, Liya O'Mallory bedded a man at the age of thirteen. And the man wasn't just anybody, but the Italian businessman Giovanni di Continni. Her own stepfather. Threatened him that if he didn't bed her, she would kill her mother. There is fresh evidence of that threat. The little bitch acted like he raped her on the night she was caught red- handed with blood all over her. After that, her mother disowned her and she left, never to be seen again. Until today."
Kai's mind raced through some events. Is that why she acted like she knew her place around here? How she acted like she knew this house before? How she acted so strange? But the doctor said something bad happened to her in the past.
Kai cautiously sentenced his question. Maybe he had the wrong girl. "How do you know that's Liya O'Mallory and not Liya Skye?"
His Grandfather looked surprised. Normally, his grandson would believe him and do what he said. Why, was he asking questions all of a sudden? "The girl's eyes. They are that rare turquoise colour. The exact same ones like her father, Nathaniel O'Mallory. He was a business partner of mine. A clever mind he had, but a very bad habit of drinking."
That was so true. Kai had been able to recognize her by those eyes. His grandfather obviously did the same, but as a different person. But still. Kai couldn't believe Liya would actually do that. Maybe she's lying about the Dynoshadows trying to rape her too. Kai's mind was racing through strange thoughts. Was all that sickness an act too? The haughty acts too? Kai couldn't take it anymore. For the first time, he had accepted her as a friend. (If that's UN-Kaiish then tell me) And she turned out to be a fake.
"I have to leave." He charged out of he office. He stormed into her room, and did not find her. He looked in the Library and the hallway, but didn't find her until he found a lit shadow in a corner. There was a door open. Inside the room, he found Liya clutching a picture, crying her heart and soul out. Kai felt like comforting her, but then just remembered how she lied out about everything.
He curled his lips and fists. He staked in and spun her around rapidly. Then he yelled at her frightened face, "You're gonna tell me who the hell you are, Liya O'Mallory?!"
His Personality (duh!) His family His past Life His social status
Tons more I will tell when I need to.
Please excuse all the "non-Kai" stuff.
I don't own Beyblades, not the characters or anything part of Beyblades except this story.
Liya looked over at Kai. Large amber eyes with hints of apprehension. Liya had been afraid to look at Kai's eyes, afraid she would see blue again. Now she felt trance-fixed at those sharp eyes.
Large paintings and portraits passed by. They weren't there before when Liya lived here. Some portraits had the same exact amber eyes as Kai's and others blue. (Yeah I know. I'm trying to fix my story along the way now) Kai asked Ray and Tyson to wait in the living room while he talked to Liya for awhile. The two friends looked at each other like they almost knew what was going to happen, then left for the living room.
Kai turned back to Liya. "Come I'll introduce you to Mrs. Beckham." He quietly said. He took her to the kitchen. A chubby middle aged woman with curly red hair stood bossing over the French Cook. The cook kept stirring a pot of soup while grumbling at the lady. "Do be a dear and add more pepper to it. We don't want you to get fired now do we? Let's make it extra special for the master today"
Kai cleared his throat to make him self noticed. The lady blinked then pasted on a big smile. "Master Kai! How nice it is to see you! Oh and who's this little pussy cat!" the big lady pinched Liya's cheek as if she were a child. Liya forced a smile after massaging her cheek.
"Mrs. Beckham I would like to introduce you to Liya. She's a member of our Beyblading Team. She has no where to stay so I invited her to stay at my place. Would you please show her up to the spare room?" Kai drawled out.
"Right then. Come along dear. Let's get you ready for dinner. You look like a mess. Kai! Did you take her on a trip through a tornado? Never mind. There's a certain schedule you have to follow if you lived in Kai's grandfather's house. You wake up at 7:00 sharp, then." Mrs. Beckham chattered on and on without Liya paying no heeds what so ever to her. She explored her childhood home, comparing the changes and remembering what was where and where was what.
The walls were still the whitewashed. The crystal chandelier hung like a jewel, showing off its rainbow brilliance. The windows, which were plain rectangles once, were now replaced with cathedral ones. The maroon curtains now replaced with royal navy blue ones with a gold trim. Liya sighed. She missed this place. Her eyes began to water but she lowered her lashes to hide her grief.
At last they reached her room. Her old room. The room in which she and Seline would spent time together talking about their future husbands and weddings. The room, which she lost all the hope in the world of ever making that dream, come true. "Such a fool I was." Liya muttered.
"There you have it. Your room. I'm not so sure you'll like living in this particular room. I can feel something bad has happened in here once. Master Kai didn't like it either, but he wouldn't admit it. He's a hard boy, but very kind sometimes. It's his grandfather you see. Doesn't like him to get soft on people. Well, wash up for dinner dear. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." Mrs. Beckham prattled.
"But what shall I wear. I brought no clothes with me."
"Oh my goodness. Where did Master Kai pick you up from. Are you sure you're not out to seduce him and steal his money?" Mrs. Beckham inclined. This girl looked much too pretty to be abandoned by her parents.
"I'm only sixteen."
"Old enough to marry the 17-year-old boy."
"I have no interest in Kai. And I promise you I'll be out of this house in a week. Without a ring on my finger." Liya gnashed out at the chubby lady. Mrs. Beckham sniffed and went off muttering something like, "After all the kindness I gave her, she treats me like this! How dare she!"
Liya rolled her eyes. She looked around her room. This room hasn't been touched at all. The oak desk with some of her butterfly stationary was left there. The large bed with flowers on was spread out smooth. Small specks of bloodstains can still be seen. The sight brought nausea to Liya making her run to the bathroom. She started to violently shake and moan with sickness. Liya had that familiar sense of death again. Darkness lashed out suddenly, covering all from her view.
Kai headed upstairs to his room for a shower. Man, he was tired. Chief came in with his laptop and Max at their meeting. He asked everyone to sign in the tournament online. Since Liya wasn't there, Kai just signed her on with fake information. After some quick insults at Tyson for his eating habits and all, he left immediately.
He knew the others were suspicious of him for doing that, but they let him alone. Kai entered his room, which was right beside Liya's room. He took a quick shower and jumped on the bed with exhaustion consuming him.
He didn't sleep for long when he heard a moan from the other side of the wall. At first he thought he was imagining all of it, but a second moan came followed by a large thump. Kai tensed, thinking something had happened to Liya. He grabbed his white cape and stormed into the other room. (If this is not like Kai tell me) When he got in the room, all he found was the rumpled bed. He looked in the bathroom. There against the cabinet was Liya, laid down near some vomit moaning and groaning. Her face was as pale as paper and her arms shaking violently and wrapping themselves around her small body, as if trying to keep warm. Kai went in, and felt her forehead. She didn't have a fever, but then why the sickness. Kai carefully lifted her up, avoiding the pungent vomit. He carried her and placed her on the bed. He grabbed some blankets and began covering her. Just then Liya moaned again, "Giovanni.please don't touch me. Don't." she sighed back into a slumber.
Kai wondered whom it was for awhile, but then he dashed out of the room and headed downstairs calling out for Mr. Beckham and the other servants. "Quick someone! Call the doctors." In a matter of minutes a doctor came and went straight to work. He asked Kai and the man servants to exit.
Kai wanted to refuse but he gave in. As he time passed by, so did Kai's patience. In the quiet moments, Kai just once reached the simple thought that he was acting a bit too worried over Liya Skye. Finally, the doctor came and asked Kai for a private chat.
"What's wrong with her doctor? Is she sick?" Kai asked.
"No, she's not sick. But something is wrong with her." The doctor searched for the right words to say. "You see, I believe something terrible must've happened to her before and something reminded her of it. I suggest that she take some rest. Do not take her to a psychiatrist. She'll be in that state again. Here are some sleeping pills to let her sleep. I must be going now. Good-bye. Remember what I said now."
The doctor left, leaving Kai to be suspicious of his teammate more than ever. "So something did happen to her." He thought.
Liya woke up from her slumber. The sunrise did a fine job of stinging her eyes and disturbing her sleep. She barely remembered anything from last night. She knew that she suffered nausea and all, but that was in the bathroom. Then who brought her here then? Liya tried to get up when her head started throbbing. Pain blasted through her head. "Oww."
"Now, now there. You are still weak. You should have some rest. Child, you were very lucky that Master Kai found you lying their looking sick as a dog." Mrs. Beckham chided in as she brought the breakfast tray. The steaming pancakes with the golden syrup lavished against rough brown texture of the bread. It brought Liya to drool with hunger, reminding her that she had no dinner yesterday.
"How long have I been sleeping, Mrs. Beckham?"
"Almost a day. Now eat up dear. I'll be downstairs if you need me." The head maid left, swishing her skirts along the way. Liya took the fork and gobbled up the pancakes and gulped down the freshly squeezed orange juice. After finishing her breakfast, she got off the bed and tried to walk around her room.
For a whole hour she did that, then Liya got bored and opened the door and left. She wobbled her way to different rooms. The Library hasn't changed much except the colourful picture books had been substituted with boring business texts. The creamy carpet was replaced with a dull maroon one with a wolf's head in the middle. The maple red rocking chair wasn't there anymore. Liya smiled sadly as she recollected how her mother would tell them grand Scottish tales to Seline and her.
On her way, she saw an old man with the same eyes as Kai. He looked at her suspiciously, then a shadow fell across his and he walked away. Liya supposed it was Kai's grandpa. Somehow she felt like he knew her.
Liya closed the door quietly. She walked towards the door to Kai's bedroom when she heard something. She stopped and looked to the right. She had almost forgotten the secret room, Seline and her had discovered so many years ago. They would play games and pretend to be things in there. No one knew about their little heaven. Not until, grandmother had moved in with them when they were eight and ordered to have the place locked up.
Everything changed after grandmother came. Their father was murdered in a casino, their family business almost went to ruins and a few of their million dollars was lost to all their father's gambling debts. Liya's mother was devastated for a long time. She rarely smiled, until Giovanni came and changed her life. Liya and Seline would spend hours in the Library listening to their mother talk about Giovanni such a dashing man. Then one day, he proposed to her and she accepted. And then the life twist of the O'Mallorys began again.
Liya snapped back to the present. She looked at the dust-covered door. The lock wasn't there anymore. Liya opened the creaky door, and peeked inside. Large fluffs of cobwebs and dust covered the area. Two or three boxes of their old comic books were stacked in a corner. The only light source came from the filth-covered window. The room looked like it had shrunk since the last time Liya had come there. In a small broken table, there lay a stack of pictures. Liya walked over to the table, and picked up one of the pictures.
A smiling man carried a laughing young girl with tumbling blonde curls tied back. The man's radiant turquoise eyes glistened with love for the woman with flaxen hair and green eyes who smiled back just the same. The woman had her slender arms around the man and another small girl with coarse black hair and violet eyes. Those eyes were grinning to the world hiding a secret. Her small arms were behind her back with a spray can. Her raven hair was moving with the wind covering a bit of her face.
"Us." Liya whispered. A tear fell down her cheek. She remembered this one. When her father was alive, they would go to family picnics and have a grand time together. Liya laughed as she remembered what happened that day. She sprayed a can of whipped cream all over her dad's face. Her father had laughed and sprayed some water on her. Then her mother and Seline had joined in on the fun. Liya always had fun with her father. He was her torch. The lantern that guided her through any kind of perils that was thrown her way. The torch would've been gone if it weren't for that letter he sent to her before he died in the casino in San Francisco, America. It was weird. He told her he loved her and told her to never be afraid to face your fears. He spoke like it was his last day to live. Liya knew something wrong was going to happen, but she never wanted to believe it.
Then it happened. A telegram came in with the news how their father was found in bed with a knife struck through his chest in the hotel. Then another telegram came in asking for Mr. Nathaniel O'Mallory's debts to be paid. When they paid it off, the family was on the brink of destruction, until a mysterious woman helped Mrs. O'Mallory rise their ranks in the stock market. Then she left without a trace.
Liya had only seen her once. Mother was never allowed to tell her real name. In their private meeting, Liya watched them say good-bye to each other. She knew she wasn't supposed to be there, but she could not help it. The woman exited the room, but just before Liya could hide, the woman found her and stared at her for the longest time. There were glassy tears on her violet eyes. Her red lips had parted as if she could not believe her eyes. The straight flimsy black hair closed around her heart-shaped face. Liya, who couldn't bear to see anybody sad, gave her a smile and squeezed her hand. Just when their skins touched, Liya felt a sort of connection to her more than her own other. And with that, the woman left in a hurry leaving behind the shattered Liya.
Liya shook her head. If only her father was alive, he would probably know what to do. He would take her in his warm loving arms and soothe her until she fell asleep like a kitten in content. The silent yearning asleep for many years had awoken in her heart and caused her to flood her face with big tears. She clutched the picture and stared at it for hours.
Kai walked towards his grandfather's office. He didn't know why he called him up at this time. He entered the large room with the maple wood walls and the vast fiery red carpet. His grandfather faced towards the sun filled cathedral window looking out to the backyard with the grey with fountain. Kai cleared his throat to make himself noticed and spoke with respect. "You called me up here. I wish to know why."
A moment of silence, then without turning, he spoke. "Yes, I wished to speak to you about that girl. Liya Skye. I do not want her in this house anymore." He replied firmly.
Kai looked up at him with a confused look. "Why?" The old man turned towards Kai, his eyes with a hating gleam. He calmly proceeded. "Kai. I'm a very rich man. I have a very high status in the society. You are an heir to me. As heir, you must keep your reputation clean. What would happen to us, if everyone found out that we sanctioned a slut in this house?"
Kai couldn't believe what he just heard. His own grandfather called Liya a whore. "Why the hell do you think she's a whore? How do you even know that she is one?" he fired out.
His grandfather raised an eyebrow. "I see you have never heard of the O'Mallorys." Kai shook his head. "They were the previous owners of this mansion. Their daughter, Liya O'Mallory bedded a man at the age of thirteen. And the man wasn't just anybody, but the Italian businessman Giovanni di Continni. Her own stepfather. Threatened him that if he didn't bed her, she would kill her mother. There is fresh evidence of that threat. The little bitch acted like he raped her on the night she was caught red- handed with blood all over her. After that, her mother disowned her and she left, never to be seen again. Until today."
Kai's mind raced through some events. Is that why she acted like she knew her place around here? How she acted like she knew this house before? How she acted so strange? But the doctor said something bad happened to her in the past.
Kai cautiously sentenced his question. Maybe he had the wrong girl. "How do you know that's Liya O'Mallory and not Liya Skye?"
His Grandfather looked surprised. Normally, his grandson would believe him and do what he said. Why, was he asking questions all of a sudden? "The girl's eyes. They are that rare turquoise colour. The exact same ones like her father, Nathaniel O'Mallory. He was a business partner of mine. A clever mind he had, but a very bad habit of drinking."
That was so true. Kai had been able to recognize her by those eyes. His grandfather obviously did the same, but as a different person. But still. Kai couldn't believe Liya would actually do that. Maybe she's lying about the Dynoshadows trying to rape her too. Kai's mind was racing through strange thoughts. Was all that sickness an act too? The haughty acts too? Kai couldn't take it anymore. For the first time, he had accepted her as a friend. (If that's UN-Kaiish then tell me) And she turned out to be a fake.
"I have to leave." He charged out of he office. He stormed into her room, and did not find her. He looked in the Library and the hallway, but didn't find her until he found a lit shadow in a corner. There was a door open. Inside the room, he found Liya clutching a picture, crying her heart and soul out. Kai felt like comforting her, but then just remembered how she lied out about everything.
He curled his lips and fists. He staked in and spun her around rapidly. Then he yelled at her frightened face, "You're gonna tell me who the hell you are, Liya O'Mallory?!"