Bare Trees

Chapter 3

Unknown POV

Later on that day...

Afterschool study group always started at the end of school until late. Lily freeman liked to stay a little later but this day, she stayed too late...

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She felt the tape replacing the rough hands of a stranger involved in her kidnapping. Her eyes were blindfolded as she struggled, her body bound to the chair. Her screams were muffled. Tears dampened that piece of cloth around her eyes. She could smell bleach with lavender soap. It was the school bathroom. Second floor one. Someone leaned close to her. She could smell alcohol in their breath. It stinged her nose as she leaned her head away from this person.

"Don't be scared, Lily," a voice whispered mockingly.

The hairs on her neck arose as she shuddered. Suddenly, she felt a sting in her cheek. That monster had slapped her. Not long later, every teenager in the room was punching her and trampling on her. She silently sobbed to herself. She could feel her own flesh and bones being twisted, torn, ripped and tortured.

I am going to die...

Little did she know, these teenagers had no intention of killing her. At last, the bruised and frail Lily lay on the ground, strapped to the chair. She could hear hushed whispers as she started to drift into unconsciousness. Suddenly she felt a massive pain in her stomach from a harsh kick. This had gone too far. Lily squirted blood from her mouth as she slowly made her short journey to death. The blindfold was yanked off letting her see a blurred image of her main killer. Frantic, apprehensive whispers were heard but incoherent.

"What do we do now?"

"Fake it as suicide!"

"How?"

"Put a knife in her hand and slit her wrists."

They were drunk and stupid as they did that. What about the bruises? The extra amount of blood?

"Hide her!"

And everyone drunkenly dragged Lily to an old, unused storage room and just threw her there. In case anyone found her, they placed a knife in her right hand.

Little did they know that Lily Freeman was, in fact, left handed.