Kailyn's POV {Chapter 7}

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I was lying on my back on a cold table. Pain lanced up my body as I heard several voices talking. It made me wonder who they were. Painfully opening my eyes I could make out Victoria and Zac with Jessica cowering in the corner out of sight. Her green eyes were dark with fear and concern as she saw my body.

Zac Peterson: We are going to put her out in that big empty room and leave her to die.

Victoria: But can we make it even more painful? Make her suffer?

Megan Simpson: Yeah! Let's make her suffer more than she is already?

Zac was quiet as he thought about their request. The quietness made me fear for my life. What will they do to me now? I wondered as I suddenly felt a whip meet the top of my legs. Not again! I know what they are going to do again! Victoria and Megan beat me on my thighs as Zac watched with pleasure.

Zac: Keep going girls. Harder Victoria.

Victoria started beating me harder and I squirmed. Zac came and tightened chains around my arms so I couldn't move around. Jessica watched with a horrified look on her face. A cry of pain left my mouth as the girls continued to beat me. I felt a firm hand grip my neck and squeeze.

Zac: Don't you dare make a peep.

He stabbed a stick into my arm and then I realized that he was going to shock me. An electric shock flowed through my body, draining my energy. My body shook with pain as the shocks faded.

Zac: Step aside, girls. But Victoria, come here. Megan, keep beating her for a moment.

He and Victoria left the room as Megan continued to beat me with all her strength. When they returned Victoria put her hands just above my ankles and I felt something hot put onto my legs. I tried to get away from the burning pain only to be whipped on my chest. It knocked the wind out of me each time it came down and I gasped for air. Burning pain lanced up my legs as Zac slapped my thighs with his firm hands and tightened his grip. I screamed in pain only to be whipped on my chest again. Help! Please hurry, Scott. My eyes closed in weakness and pain as I squirmed slightly. Then the pressure on my thighs lifted and chains were tightened around my ankles. I was dragged onto a cart, forcefully. Megan strapped me down so tight that I couldn't breathe. They are going to kill me! Victoria would whip me every other second as they wheeled me to an empty room. I thought that I heard a dog barking but I wasn't sure. It's just my imagination. I decided as I was flipped off of the cart onto the ground, smashing my face into the concrete. Victoria lifted me up and slammed me down on the ground then flipped me over to beat my back more. Once she was satisfied she left. Megan made sure that the straps were tight before leaving. Jessica followed her sister to attempt to fulfill her plan.

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