The organization

Chapter 12

Jack p.o.v
I'm back at Winston his place and watch a girl who lays in a cage groaning and whining. I snuff and the girl looks at me groaning and i grin at her and kneel down in front of her cage ' you doing good in there pretty thing hm? ' i say and the girl looks at me ' yeah good girl pretty thing hm, come to me hm ' i say and snuff and the girl crawls to me ' there you go hm, are you doing good hm?, tell me, does daddy need to save you hm? ' i say and snuff and grin at the girl and start stroking her softly, she looks at me groaning and whining ' yeah you're a good girl hm pretty thing ' i say and keep stroking her and go sit against the bars of her cage ' you're sick aren't you pretty thing?, laying here all day, whining and groaning out of pain ' i say ' you wanna kill her Jack? ' Winston says and i look at him ' yeah look at the poor thing, it's sick 'i say and keep stroking the girl and Winston kneels down at her cage and snuffs ' she is 21 ' Winston says ' since when does the girls age matters to you? ' i ask and look at him frowned ' it doesn't ' Winston says ' so? ' i say and look at him ' it's risky if we kill one of the girls now, we lost two of them, who knows what they going say to the cops ' Winston says ' i swear to you friend, those girls are not going speak, i told you at the start of this whole fucking thing, that the girls don't going talk after i played with them, did it ever happend that one of the girls we kidnapped speak to the cops? ' i say ' no it didn't, but times changed and now i don't know for sure if those two girls keep their mouths shut ' Winston says and i look at them ' look if they ever going to talk to the fucking cops, i kill them alright ' i say and Winston huffs and sighs and looks at me and the girl and i look at the girl too who looks at us both ' what you think pretty thing? ' i say and grin and the girl looks at me groaning and whining ' oh yeah sst good girl hm ' i say and stroke her again ' she likes your hand ' Winston says and grins and i grin too ' sick girls like to be stroking ' i say and snuff ' if we kill her here in her cage, what would it matter? ' Winston says ' i don't know, not much i think, yeah the girl doesn't have to suffer any longer and we can dump her somewhere were nobody goes searching at first ' i say ' what you want friend ' Winston says and i look at the girl ' we can kill her, or i can take her with me to spain ' i say ' she won't survive the trip to spain ' Winston says and snuffs ' yeah you right, we kill her ' i say and Winston nods ' go ahead, i'll be back soon ' Winston says and i nod and stand up and open her cage and kneel down beside her ' hey pretty thing hm ' i say and lift her up and lay her down on my belly and start stroking her again ' are you tired pretty thing hm?, wanna sleep pretty girl? ' i say and the girl groans and whines ' yeah i know hm, you have a lot of pain haven't you? ' i say and snuff and take a knife and the girl tries to crawl further on my belly and i grin ' what you trying hm? ' i say and the girl groans and whines and strokes my shirt and i grin ' yeah you're my pretty girl right?, aren't you? ' i say and stroke her softly and the girl groans and whines a little harder now ' yeah we going make you sleep hm, you'll be alright pretty thing hm, but i going miss you ' i say and the girl looks at me and than i cover her mouth and push the knife into her belly, she whines even harder now and groans hard ' yeah i'm so so sorry my pretty girl, you couldn't stay alive anymore, you had to suffer to much hm, i'm doing you a favor for letting you die ' i say and remove my hand and stroke her softly again and pull out the knife, the girl whines and grabs her belly whining and crying ' yeah i'm so sorry pretty thing, go to sleep hm ' i say and keep stroking her. The girl sighs whining a little and than she falls asleep and her breathing stops ' good girl hm, you did a great job hm, i'm going miss you pretty thing ' i say and give her a kiss and close her mouth and lift her up and bring her to my van ' Winston i going take the girl ' i say and Winston looks at me and the dead girl and nods ' thank you my friend, and be careful for the cops ' Winston says ' always ' i say and close the doors and drive away to the lake. At the lake and i stop the van and grab the girl and lay her down into the lake and sigh ' goodbye pretty girl, you're in a better place now, you're with your parents again ' i say and push her further on the water and stand up and walk back to the van and drive back to Winston his place.