(Harley's POV)

I pulled hard at the ropes binding my hands, nails digging into the palms of my hands. Endless pain throbbed through me as my beaten and worn body hung only from the bindings. My eyelids were hung half open, thinking only of my sister. I was grateful that she just wasn't here to witness my moment of weakness. Slender fingers took hold of my chin, forcing me to look up at her emerald eyes. A sadistic smile curled on her lips as she spoke coldly.

"Let me here you beg for mercy." She hissed.

Sighing, I said without emotion, "Please…no more…"

Scowling at the pathetic attempt as a plea, she let go of my chin and let my head hang low. Manny Taur, manipulated by the seductive disposition, raised the barbed flogger and whipped it across my bare back. Agony surged through me, forcing a scream to rip through my throat.

This has been going on for what seems like hours in her basement. My hands were tied to the scalding hot pipes beside me but the pain died long ago. I was forced to kneel on an old, filthy rug with its imprints practically buried into the skin of my knees. The backing of my tank-top was torn in half, staining my clothes with deep red blood. It wasn't until I finally lost consciousness that Manny's arm did not raise again. If it had been Toralei doing this to me, she would have forced me to stay awake just to cause more pain.

Finally, I woke up but I wasn't in the basement anymore. The wet grass felt cool against my skin but it wasn't until I actually moved that the pain started coming back. My back felt like it was mauled but rabid teeth, not a string of mercy left in them. Finally, my legs were forced me up and carried out of the dark tunnel. Someone had left me on the side of a road, inside a small tunnel. Thankfully, the very same someone left a jacket beside me. The brisk wind circled around me, chilling me down to the bone. Quickly, I reached for the jacket but froze once I was reminded of how much pain I was still in.

"Fuck" I hissed, reaching slowly for the clothing and pulling it lightly over my body.

Dried blood stained my clothes but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was get home before Harriet noticed how long I was gone. My slightly trembling hands grasped the door handle of the front door to my home. Taking a deep breath, I rushed in, hopped up the stairs and ran into the bathroom. On the way, I saw Harriet but just said I had to use the bathroom quickly.

"Shit" I spat as I slip the jacket off my shoulders, revealing the torn skin of my back.

Now that I could see it in the mirror, it was completely understandable how much it hurt. Sighing, I stripped down and stepped into the shower with my teeth gritted in pain. A mixture of blood and cold water streamed down my legs, washing down from my body. Shutting my eyes, a few tears fell down my cheeks as I collapsed to my knees, sobbing. My heart wrenched, torn between giving in to Toralei and letting her torture me or standing up for myself and hurting my innocent sister.

This was the only way I could atone for my sins. I've forced my sister down a painful path and now, I was paying for it…

HEY! LOOK AT THIS: XxRin-sanxX and I are co-writing a story so I'll be updating a little less frequently to write with her. We still haven't decided what the title will be so I can't say now!