"Iris,"
"Iris,"
"Iris,"
A raspy voice called me, in a sing-song fashion.
It was Murphy.
He was standing over me. Taunting me, with that greasy smile of his.
"Leave her alone Murphy, just get her in the car before he comes back," I heard Carter say somewhere behind me.
"No, I want to play with her for a little before I never see her again,"
"He will kill you if he finds out," Carter told him.
"Are you going to tell him?" Murphy taunted as he climbed on top of me.
My hands were tied behind my back, and my feet were tied together.
"Come on, Murph," Carter sighed.
A large fist connected to my jaw. "This is for the woods," he said, and I smiled as I remembered how satisfying it was to punch him in the face.
A pool of blood formed in my mouth as he continuously punched me. I sp
