"I'Il do it"
She said with a scrawl.
"I'll do the whipping myself"
If not for how determined Octavia was not to show her weakness, she'd have prolly bursted into tears.
But no. She never wanted to give her enemies the satisfaction of seeing her weak.
Khalid looked at Becca and sighed.
"Fine. You can do as you wish" he grunted and took his seat.
The boys knew what was next and immediately, a whip was provided - a long whip with three sides
Octavia's legs shook as soon as she saw it; her heart was melting instantly.
If Becca doesn't kill her, then she was going to make sure she never walks for almost a year.
"Bring her here and get her on her feet!"
Becca rasped as the boys holding Octavia took her forward immediately.
Mica was watching, but there was nothing she could do. In situations like this that involved the Master's judgement, there was nothing anyone could do.
Octavia was made to kneel on the floor
in front of Becca, her hands resting on
the floor as well to give her support.
Becca grunted as she walked closer to
her and tore off her shirt, so her skin
would be exposed.
She was too angry to notice Octavia
wasn't having any scar on her back.
Hell, she didn't even care at the moment.
She crouched a little and yanked her hair.
"I wish l could kill you" she whispered into Octavia's ears and released her hair roughly.
Then, getting set, she started the whipping.
Her hand would go high in the air before
landing on Octavia's back with the whip, she was applying so much force; so much pressure.
Mica had to turn around and back her to
prevent herself from breaking down.
The sound of whip slashing into flesh
could clearly be heard and the force of it
actually arouse some mumblings from
few of the people in the hall.
She was going to kill her. She was definitely going to kill her.
Octavia's back was already getting torn with blood splitting out of it and all the while, Khalid only sat quietly, his eyes particularly focused on her back.
As Becca whipped her mercilessly, she felt a little wave of pleasure run through her.
She was getting he payback; even if it wasn't enough, at least, she was punishing this b'tch in front of everyone!
The monster who killed her child.
Heaven knows hoW long she's prayed
for a child for Khalid. And when she
finally gets it, someone decides to take
it away from her? Such a person would never got scott free from her - never.
Octavia's back was already bleeding profusely ,it was completely covered with
blood.
The whipping went on for a while, Becca's arm was beginning to ache her a bit. But she wasn't going to stop.
Never!
"That's 30" Khalid's cold voice came and she stopped immediately, breathing heavily.
Damn! She wasn't even keeping count.
And why did he have to keep count?
She twisted her lips and glared hard at
the kneeling Octavia in front of her,
who's back was completely covered in
blood.
Hmm. She loved the sight she saw.
Yes, definitely. She loved it.
Immediately, Mica ran to Octavia on the
floor, her eyes almost glistening.
She found it a miracle that Octavia was
still consious and hadn't pass out.
"Leo's not permitted to heal her. Nobody
should" Khalid gave a cold warning which made Becca smile from her chest.
Oh yes! He was doing exactly what he
wanted. Yes!
Her angry heart was beginning to keep
calm a bit. At least, this b*tch was going
to moan in excruciating pains for a very
long time.
Mica lifted Octavia from the floor immediately and with her hands wrapped around her waist, she started supporting her out of the room.
Blood dripped to the floor as they walked along, all eyes staring at them.
Mica was pained, more than she had
been during the time of Moscow.
It hurt her to see her sister suffering so
much and being treated like an animnal
in front of everyone. The hell, she could
hardly survive it.
Octavia didn't utter a word but just
walked along with her sister because
she was confused.
Yes, she was confused.
They finally got to the room and Mica sniffed as she placed her on the bed.
"Octavia.." She called ruefully, feeling so hurt by the sight in front of her.
She could hardly believe that was her
sister's back.
"I warned you not to stay here. I warned
you, didn't I?" Her voice was cracked up.
Take a look at what you've done
Octavia could hardly pay attention to her
as she tried to understand what was
going on.
And Mica...at a point... was confused as
well. Why wasn't she wincing in pain yet?
She hadnt even made a sound.
Octavia took her hand to her back and touched it, then brought it right to her face.
There wasindeed blood on it.
"Am I...really bleeding?" She asked,
looking at the blood stained hand.
Mica was befogged. Was that even a
question? Or has the whipping finally
affected her sister's mentality?
"I can't..feel anything, Mica" she said
"I didn't feel any pain".
Mica was stunned, out of words.
What the hell was she talking about?
She scoffed and looked at the blood
stained back again.
"You...You can't feel any pain? How's
that posible?" She asked, but Octavia
couldn't give any reply either.
It's never happened to her before; never.
"Are you sure about this?" Mica asked
again and Octavia nodded.
She just couldn't believe the whole stuff.
Octavia was almost going into shock. The name kept replaying in her head, but she didn't want to think about it.
Why would he want to save her? Stop
her from feeling the pain? What reason
could he possibly have?
No. It couldn't be him. She didn't
deserve it and didn't want to believe he
could do something like that for her.
There was a long silence between the
two sisters as they both had different
thoughts running through their minds.
Finally, Mica broke the silence.
"Come on, then. You need to clean up in
the bathroom" she said as she stood up
and Octavia did same.
And even as they walked into the bathroom, she was still lost in her thoughts...
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To be continued!