Flashback 2 years back :
I blinked trying to clear my hazy sight. My mouth felt dry, I wanted to scratch it.
My eyes wandered over the cardboard boxes the worn out sofa in the far corner of the room lastly on the cramped stairs leading upwards.
The shitty light only gave away a silhouette standing on the left corner.
I couldn't remember why I was here? Or how I ended up here?
“I was about to gag you with a cloth if you didn't wake up in the next five minutes”
A familiar voice spoke.
I couldn't point out where I heard it but it was very familiar.
I heard his fingers drumming against something, his footsteps echoing as he slowly walked towards me.
I gasped as fin's face came into the light a dagger in his hands as he twisted it skillfully.
The same fin that is dating my sister Heather, the same fucking fin that raped my sister in front of my own eyes.
I fumbled with my hands trying to free myself from the ropes.
I winced as it scratched me.
He chuckled seeing my weak attempt to free myself.
“why in such a hurry?”
His voice made me wanna puke.
I can't believe I saw him as a brother.
“Shut the hell up, why am I here? ” as much as I tried to come out confident my voice was shaky making his eyes glint.
“Aww is harley afraid? Don't worry I won't harm you but someone else will”
He mocked his dagger gliding down my face.
My eye's widened, a whimper escaped my mouth as it digged in my skin.
He backed up calling out a name I was too familiar with.
Please don't be him.
Please not him.
“Ryder!”
He shouted.
Soon I saw someone coming down but couldn't see his face.
“No.”
I shake my head not quite believing this.
It has to be a dream.
Ryder my boyfriend of a year was standing in front of me long gone his smile that made me melt but was replaced by a sinister look over his face.
He nodded towards fin as he kneeled down towards me.
“Hi baby!”
He whispered tucking my hair behind my ears.
I backed away as much a I could.
Tears streamed down my face. I can't believe he is with my sisters rapist.
Fin vanished to god knows where.
“No no it's me ryder. Don't be scared we are gonna have loads of fun”
He spoke while his hands found its way on my thigh.
I shut my eyes. Tears staining my cheeks as I vigorously shook my head.
My eyes snapped open as ryder slapped me hard. Grabbing my jaw forcefully.
“You have two options baby. Make this easy for me and you or face it the hard way”
He spat harshly his nails digging in my skin.
“Why?”
I couldn't recognize this broken voice.
My voice.
He smiled at me as if it was reassuring me. It was not.
“You'll see, it is better for you”
He spoke as he inched his face near me.
I spat in his face.
No way in hell I'll let him kiss me.
“The hard way it is”
He murmured wiping his face before standing up.
He walked towards my back untying me.
I tried to push him but it made him more angrier.
“Harley” he spoke warning clear in his tone.
I glared at him as he dragged me towards the other end of the room.
My eye's widened in alarm as I saw chains tied on the wall.
He took a fistful of my hair pulling me up from the floor making me scream.
“Shut. Up”
His breath near my face as I glared up at him.
He took my left hand hooking me up on the wall and same on my right as I tried my hardest to fight him.
My foot connected with his groin as he tried to chain it up too.
“Bitch” he muttered while punching me in my abdomen.
I hunched over in pain as he quickly attached my foot to the chains.
My eye's followed as he took a fistful of my shirt tearing it in half.
Leaving me open in front of him.
My stomach filled with dread as his hands moved around my body.
Tears continued to fall as he unbuttoned his jeans.
“No please don't. Ryder please”
I begged him.
I hated it. I hated feeling helpless as I was right now.
I screamed as he whipped me with his belt. I lost count on how many times he did after 10.
My body was all branded with his belt. Red and blotchy.
It hurt like a bitch.
He pulled out a dagger clearly not finished.
I couldn't even cry anymore.
My head hanged down as the pain increased by the minute. It was too much.
My head felt dizzy.
Yet I screamed again even if it felt like I would loose my voice or how dry my throat was.
His knife carved it's way from my torso to my back as blood flooded on my feet.
Yet he felt no remorse. He smiled as if satisfied with his work.
Black dots came in my vision tue last thing I saw before I passed out was him pulling my jeans.
• • • • • • • • • • • • • •
God knows how many day's I've been here.
They starved me only feeding me when they liked.
Fin came once telling me Heather is dead, of course I don't believe him.
Ryder comes down everyday. His filthy hands roaming all over my body. He took my will away. He violated me in every way possible. Taking a peice of me with him.
His knife carving a new peice everyday.
His voice echoing in my sleep. My eyes were red from exhaustion. Even if sleep comes it goes out of the window just as soon.
I can't rest, as soon as I close my eyes he comes in my view.
I'm hunched in the corner with little peice if cloth to make me feel covered but it's no use now is it?I feel exposed.
He raped me with no guilt. He used my body as he willed. I no longer cried in front of him. It only gave him more satisfaction.
His face came in my sight as he throwed a shirt at me.
My hands shaked as he urged me to put it on.
With a little hesitancy I did.
My body ached all over, dried blood covered me. I felt dirty.
My hair was sticky, dried no doubt blood was there too as I remember yesterday.
Ryder throwed me towards the wall making my head connect with it in a painful way.
Why haven't I died yet?
“it's time to go home” ryder spat while grabbing my forearm, pushing me up the stairs.
I can't walk my legs feel weak my feet have blisters all over.
It hurts so much. I just wanna feel nothing.
I was blind folded, a cloth stuffed inside my mouth making me gag.
The next thing I know is being thrown in a car. After what it felt like eternity the car screeched to a stop.
The door opened his hands threw me to the ground.
My whole body shivered in cold as I was hunched over on the ground.
Darkness took over me the last thing I heard is the shout of my mother and the banging of a door and a car zooming past.
It left me scared of the world, he carved fear in me that will live forever until I die.
End of flashback.
My eye's snapped open as I breathed heavily. It was a dream. Just a dream harley.
A bitter smile took over me as I remembered it was all but a dream.
I always get flashbacks of those days.
I sat up looking at my surroundings to find sugar sleeping beside me.
I carefully tiptoed out of the room.
I need fresh air.
I put on some flip flops before going out. My body relaxed as I gazed upon the calm night. The water hitting the shore and the sand between my toes.
My feet guided me towards the spot where sugar kissed me.
I smiled as I thoughts of that. It was as if I was back to being the old harley again. I never once got those horrible flashbacks all I saw was stars.
It felt as if I was in a dream.
I didn't even flinch under his touch.
I sighed as I remembered tomorrow.
Some people love their birthdays as it reminds them of the day they were born but not mine. It only reminds me of the dreaded day when ryder and fin kidnapped me.
The day I saw my sister getting raped.
The day that destroyed me.
I just wish that time could stop or the ground to swallow me in whole.
I sat down closing my eyes savoring the feeling of wind blowing past me.
I never told anyone that I was raped too not only my sister. Nor was I kidnapped by my ex boyfriend.
I never told them that I remembered every moment when I was 8.
My biological parents were there with me when the car crashed. I saw their life going out of there bodies as I struggled to get out.
I never told anyone.
Yes I'm adopted. My parents now, adopted us soon after my biological parents death.
But I love them nonetheless.
And now no one can know that fin was the one that stabbed me after my fight.
No one can know that they are looking for me after I reported them to the police.
They want revenge, no doubt they wouldn't stop until they get it.
All I wish for is a miracle to happen. Is it too selfish to wish something for myself?
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There you go pebbles. Harley opened up to us but when will she to her friends? Stay tuned for that!
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