Soulbound to the devil

Chapter 2- "Ivy Carson, untouched and pure..."

Ivy turned, twisted and only seemed to turn groaning again as she was forcefully pulled out of her nightmare into very familiar hazel eyes, but they were filled with a raw sense of urgency, fear and raw desperation. She didn't know when she began crying as her sister pulled her roughly through some stairs without a single word.

After a while, the world was plunged into darkness as Serena palmed her eyes, shielding her away from the deep shade of red, the orphanage workers, dead in the pool of their own blood. Trembling and unable to hold back her tears, Serena took Ivy across a part of the orphanage on fire. Ivy's hairpin was lost and forgotten but her glasses surprisingly in her hand. "Sera..." Ivy's cry of fear was instantly cut off by her sister's words of silence. "Shh!"

Soon, they were hiding in a wardrobe when a female worker is thrown into the same room. Three men walked in at once with the same mask, with the same aura of danger. From a small opening, Serena watched in horror, hot tears streaming down her pale cheeks as the lady was roughly stripped of her clothes, another guy pointing a gun at her head while she trembled violently.

That was lady Ann...

At the orphanage, most of the children had Lady Ann's name on their lips. She was like a mother to them all, even though she was only a cleaner. Lullabies, bedtime stories? She did it all and there she was-her fate in the brutal hands of these men seeking the utmost pleasure in her violation, their evil laughter ringing out like an alarm in a nightmare, yet it only piqued Ivy's curiosity towards something bigger than her.

Serena was tired, her shoulders slumped and bleeding fast. Her eyes would shut tight with the pain occasionally. She had gotten a nail on her shoulders, but what really hurt her was failing to shy her sister away from all this. The harsh reality of the world they live in. Clueless as she was, Ivy only searched through her sister's eyes, unaware of the pain she was holding in silently, but what could she say? She didn't have ready-made answers to why life was always cruel to them.

As Ann breathed her last, the last of the four men who had taken turns with her turned towards their direction, suspicious and calculative.

"Axe, maybe this was the first mission where I've had this much pleasure and still can't get enough. I say let's set this place on fire. End it all"

"Boss didn't say so" The man who'd gotten suspicious earlier looked back to the guy who had just spoken. Their eyes shared the same murderous glint through the mask they wore. Palming tight at Ivy's mouth, "you'd almost ratted us out..."

Sweat beads dripped into her wound and she had to dig in her nails from wincing out loud. Ivy needed an answer and she didn't have one! Not when their lives are on the line...

"Boss didn't also tell you to r**e, but then did your d**k listen?" Jerome, the guy with a cocky attitude, retorted with a smirk while Axe glared. The rest weren't surprised, it was so usual now that no one seemed to card at all. "And anyway, she died of your d**k inside her. How much did-"

" Because I am being gentle doesn't mean I wouldn't hesitate to have a bullet up your ass. If you want to burn this down, I f*****g Don't Care. You can try making yourself useful in my eyes though."

"Tsk..."

"Ok then... Guys, let's get this f*****g party started! "I've got the fuel", Chello mutters, happily showing off the large can of fuel in his hands.

"Mmm fireworks, that's going to be dope!"

"God..." Serena muttered, watching them all head out panicking. Ivy stays completely still, cruelly taking in on the harsh reality of life, Serena grabbing her hand and dashing out. Blood streamed from her injury, dripping onto the ground with each step. As the two of them ran out, taking a door which no one probably knew to the dark road, the soft splatter of rain, piercing and hard against their skin with the moon completely shrouded, leaving only the deep black and gray clouds and the soft sound of thunder in the background.

Ivy clutched onto her sister’s hand, a lifeline in chaos, yet they faltered that day... Their journey into forced freedom… "Why had I let go?... I didn't mean to... Was I curious? What was behind that made me want to see... I never should have..." She cried, her tears seemed like a betrayal, she didn't want to cry, she wanted to run after me, grab my hands back again... but they pulled her away... away from me.

Serena’s groaning, the hunting memory forcefully pulling her out of her constant nightmare. Her dark reality, her horrendous past pulling her into a clearer illusion, out of her reverie that made her present. “Ivy Carson, untouched and pure…. Going up to five hundred thousand Euros!..”

Maybe this was her life now…