16. Murder plan 

16. Murder plan

Aaren's POV

"How could you even think of betraying us, mother fucker!" The one towering over my head snarled and clipped my head down beneath his leather boot. He lifted it and slammed it into my face, filling my vision with white and black dots.

He kicked me in the face so many times that the heat in my face set the back of my eyes on fire. I whimpered and begged him to stop, but he continued to beat my face until I winced and slipped partially into the realm of darkness.

I would have completely passed out had he not stopped just moments before. I heard him dragging deep breaths as he growled and booted me one last time in the belly and announced, "Tie him to the pipe over there."

I felt myself being carried away by my hair. They forced me to sit up and yanked my hands behind my back. Strapping them at my back with a belt on the other side of the pipe, they spit on my face. I was too numb from the pain in my face to contemplate anything they said. The only part