Surgeon

Chapter Four (Heidi)

It has been nine years since the incident. I am now 32. I got addicted to the feeling of murder. My dislike for killing children had slowly went away. I did not want to do this alone, though. I needed a helper.
About one year after the incident, in 2015, I kidnapped a little girl who was 3 years old at the time. I never learned her real name, but I call her Lily. She is like my daughter. Her hair was black, but to keep her from being taken from my by authorities, I bleached her hair blond.
For eight years and counting I have been training Lily. She goes to school, and she is undercover, basically. One day she came home telling me about some punk, some kid who thought he could push her around and make fun of her. It surprised me that she was already getting picked on so bad at only eleven, but that didn't matter. There needed to be a consequence for this kid's actions.
On my way to Lily's school I noticed a familiar face, a man in his car, waiting for a kid of his. I thought for a moment... This can't be him... can it? I tried to play it off and went inside. I got Lily and told her to go get the kid who messed with her.

Lily goes to him... "Carson, come here." She says bluntly.

As soon as he comes closer I grab his hand. "We wanted to show you something," She says. He tries to pull away but I grip tighter.

"If you scream I can kill you." I say bluntly. His eyes widen, and seeing his fear made me so happy.

As we took him to the car I noticed the man in the car from earlier, staring at us. I pretended not to notice and got Lily and Carson in the car, locking the doors as I got in too.
As we drove away, I turned up the music and Lily held him down. She tied his hands together and then his ankles. She then put tape over his mouth. The fear in his eyes was precious. I continued driving and Lily just sat there like everything was normal.
As we made it home, we carried Carson into the house. We took him to the basement where we had a door, behind a bookshelf. We had a sort of reading corner in the basement with a secret room behind it.
We went in and put Carson in a chair, as he squirmed and tried to escape. His efforts were useless, of course, but seeing him squirm made me laugh a bit.

"You didn't think that you could just mess with my kid and get away with it, eh, Carson? You are Carson Evergreen, hm? And trust me, if you lie and say you are not, it will just make it worse for you." I said, grinning.

Carson looked down, seeming scared and guilty. He nodded slowly and his eyes filled with tears. I stopped grinning and my tone became serious.

"You're gonna regret picking on her." I said bluntly.

Carson continued looking down. He had stopped squirming and the muffled shouting ceased. He was just scared at this point. He then looked up at me, and I had already gotten out a small pocket knife.

"This is gonna hurt, I will be honest." I said softly as Lily tied him to the coat rack on the wall. She stepped back and I slowly approached.

I took the tape off his mouth and Lily came to hold it open. I took the knife and opened it, holding it closer to his face. I grabbed his tongue and he tried to move his head but Lily was too strong.
I started sawing at his tongue and he screamed. His screams were hilarious to me and the basement was soundproof, so it was pointless to scream. It was still so funny though, hm?