Here's the second part and I think it's the best yet. This one is more intense and also has mentions of drug use, depression, etc.

Chapter 2 - Guilty Conscience

Kathryn had now spent two weeks in her padded cell. She knew she had brought it all on herself but she still felt like she didn't belong here. Surrounded by all these drug addicts, she felt like she'd been sent to a mental hospital. Their hair was dull and lifeless, their skin pale and spotty, their jaws slack and their eyes wide and staring yet glazed over as if they were in a constant dream. Kathryn had always been polished and made-up and had been able to hide her addiction from everyone in the most foolproof hiding place: inside a crucifix, oh, the bittersweet irony! A saint she was not.

Ever since her breakdown, all her days had been the same, all merging into one big never-ending day. She now followed a rigid timetable which she totally resented: Wake-up call at 7:00, breakfast at 7:10, group therapy from 9:00-10:00, lunch at 12:30 and various other intolerable tasks throughout the day until lights out at 11:00. At home, she could go shopping anytime she wanted and she missed her night-time cleansing routine with a passion. She was only allowed 2 luxuries at most so with her usual possessions now being no use to her, she opted for a pen and paper so she could write a diary as it would at least give her something to do in those long hours. However, after her violent outburst, the wardens thought it would be best if they took the pen away, worried that she would break it and attempt to self harm with the jagged plastic in desperation. So all Kathryn now had to keep her occupied was her past diary entries and they weren't much good reading and mostly consisted of: Cereal for breakfast again. Nobody talks to me and they're still weirding me out. Still no phone calls from anyone. Missing my fix of coke. As such, she had too much time to think.

Kathryn sat rigidly on her bed thinking about all the things she'd done in her life: ruined reputations, played mind games, perverted Cecile, put a bet on Annette's virginity and taunted Sebastian for truly falling in love. She had been a calculating, manipulative, two-faced bitch to put it plainly. She had loved being able to control Sebastian, she could make him do anything she wanted. But when he became defiant – she became even more hell bent on destroying his spirit, making him worship her once again. All along she wanted to believe that Sebastian loved her, but at the end of the day, did she only believe it because she loved him? Did she just love him in a stepbrother-stepsister way or did she really lie awake at night wishing he was sleeping beside her? She couldn't even wish for that to happen now as he was dead…It was too much emotion for Kathryn to take. All the pain that she's been keeping in so long overflowed as tears began to sheet down her cheeks. If she died tomorrow, what would she be remembered for? A cold, life-wrecking bitch who everyone despised? It was more than she could bear. She clasped her hands around her knees and just cried and cried. Even when she went to sleep she couldn't escape herself in her dreams. She would toss and turn as the essays and captions in Sebastian's journal flashed behind her closed eyes: "I'm a bitch!" "Benedict Bitch -Kathryn's backstabbing world of friendship!" "Fake friend!" "Jealous!" "Attention-seeking!" "Deceitful!" "Evil!"

Suddenly, there was a tap on the glass window of her cell, making Kathryn jump. The hatch at the bottom opened up. But it wasn't time for lunch yet. "A letter for you," said the warden, pushing an envelope through. Kathryn got to her feet and picked up the letter. She had no idea who it could be from; her parents had practically disowned her and had only made one brief visit. And she no longer had any friends. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and timidly opened the envelope:

Dear Kathryn,

I've heard that after you were expelled you were sent to rehab. Despite what you put me through, I hope that you're okay and fully recover when you get out. Don't get me wrong, I never want to see you again and I know that you're not allowed near me so I figured a letter was the only way to get through to you.

I know getting Sebastian to become closer to me was all part of your scheme and given I didn't like him after our first meeting, in the end, he became one of the few people I ever truly trusted. I know for a fact that you didn't like my relationship with him, I was just another victim in your long line of innocent people whose lives you ruined. You know, I feel sorry for you as you've never experienced love. If you had you had, you would accept our relationship and Sebastian might still be alive today. I hate to sound bitter, but I just hope you know and understand that you pushed Sebastian to his fate.

After you were expelled, I was offered to take your place of student body president but I refused it as even being in the school or anywhere in this district brought back too many unhappy memories. My family and I have moved so I can restart my life all over again. I hope you are going to reinvent yourself when you get out of rehab. Even though you turned my life upside down, I still wish you the best for the future. All I ask is that you admit your evil actions to yourself and swear never to go back to the way you used to be. Battling your demons will be tough but by doing so, you will be truly free.

Yours sincerely,

Annette.

Kathryn blinked back her tears and knew Annette was right. As much as the girl still haunted her dreams, she knew she had to follow her advice.

3rd and final chapter coming real soon. Please leave a review!