The Orphanage 8 (edited ficlet)

“You know what this just got ya blondie?” _he_ teased, swaying a little. Fay just glared, trying to hide all her fear. “It got ya six times the beaten, ya no why? Everyone else is GONE AND THERE WAS SIX OF YA'S!” _He_ kicked her twice, hard, in the leg. She screamed, she had injured that leg a week ago while cleaning _his_ closet. The kids in the woods watched in terror as _he_ wrenched her up by her arm and slapped her repeatedly a crossed her face. _He_ threw her to the ground. She lay still, moaning, sobbing. Then _he_ yelled as _he_ kicked her hard in the stomach, “IT WAS YOUR IDEA WASN’T IT?” _he_ kicked her in the stomach again, blood poured out of her mouth. “Oh come on, we can’t just watch _him_ do this! She could die!” cried Abigail, who was not the only one with tears in her eyes. Lucas had stepped out, ready to go. They all stood silent. Then _he_ kicked her in the side of the head, and she lay unconscious on the ground. That was it, without thinking, they all ran from the woods toward _him_.