This would have been part of a longer chapter, but I was bored, yet too lazy to write the longer one. So here this is. xD
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Here's the chapter.

Later that day, Kate woke up to an empty bed. Her clothes were folded and places neatly beside her and she couldn't help but smile, figuring Jack had done that. Reaching over, she grabbed her underwear and pants then slipped them on. She wondered where Jack had gone to, then it hit her. She was supposed to be doing what they told her to, not lying around in bed. Why hadn't he woken her? Panic washed over her. Quickly she sat up, moaning and almost falling back when pain rushed through her head. Closing her eyes, she tried to ignore how badly her head hurt as she slipped her bra and shirt on.

She pushed herself to her feet, trying to decide whether to go out there or just stay safely inside for now. Her punishment might be worse the longer she waited though. Dizzily, she made her way to the door, her hands shaking slightly as she gripped the knob and turned it.

"Nice of you to finally wake up." Juliet walked towards her, shaking her head slightly. She held out the papers in one hand, a pen in the other. "Sign, Katherine."

Staring at her, Kate took a step back. "What are those?" she asked. "I'm not signing anything unless I know for sure what they are."

Juliet frowned at her. "They're just medical forms," she said. "Now if you would just sign them, we could get them out of our way and you wouldn't even have to be in trouble. Not that you're not already not in trouble for not using proper respect."

"No," Kate said firmly. "I'm not sending your damn papers." She glared at her. "You can't make me sign anything."

Juliet sighed. "I didn't want it to have to come to this, Kate." She stepped forward, placing her hand on Kate's arm.

Kate pulled her arm away, taking another dizzy step back. "Just wait until my dad figures out I'm here," she said. "He'll come get me. Just wait until he hears about this horrible place. You'll all be in jail."

"Tom!" Juliet called. She looked at Kate and tilted her head to the side, looking at if she felt bad for her. She took a slight step back.

The man came up the stairs and into the room, turning to Juliet. "Did she sign?"

Juliet shook her head, still looking at Kate. "Take her to the room."

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Kate stared into the almost empty room in fear. There was a single chair placed in the middle and it didn't look very friendly. Her arm was grabbed by Tom and she was dragged inside. "What is this?" she asked, trying to hide the fear in her voice. "Some kind of joke? Some kind of sick and twisted punishment?"

Tom ignored her, pushing her down onto the heavy wood chair.

The chair was padded all over. Kate's arms were places on the arms of the chairs, strapped down with paddled buckles, the same kind of buckles also holding down her chest, waist, and legs. "W-what are you going to do it me?" She could feel herself begin to quiver and she instantly wished she would have never given in to Jack. He had to be behind this.

Tom lifted a mouthpiece. "Open your mouth."

Kate instantly shut her mouth, shaking her head.

"Either you open your mouth or I'll get someone in here who will open it for you."

Kate slowly opened her mouth, only to have the disgusting red mouth piece shoved in. She had a feeling it hadn't been washed either. Her stomach did a flip flop and she squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself not to vomit with that thing in her mouth.

Tom picked up a sack, placing it over her head. "Juliet will be back later. Maybe by then you'll be ready to sign." He turned and left, shutting the door and leaving her in the darkness.

Seconds passed like hours. At first it wasn't that bad, just terrifying. After awhile, it started though. Kate's arms started to itch and she tried to squirm in the seat, desperate to reach over and scratch them. The itchiness spread across her body and lasted for what seemed like ever until it stopped. She began to feel rather out of it, imagining sometimes that she was out of the chair and walking around the room. Other times, it was as if she were at home, just going about her normal day. She could see it, and feel it, and hear it, and even smell it. It all seemed so real.

After what felt like decades to her, the door swung open and she could hear footsteps coming into the room. At first, she thought she was hallucinating again. The bag was pulled from her head and the mouthpiece torn from her mouth. She stared at the person in front of her, unable to make out who they were.

"Sign, Kate."

Kate could barely understand what they were saying. Something in her gut told her to refuse though. "No," she slurred.

The person picked up the mouthpiece, moving it back towards her mouth.

Kate panicked. "Okay."

"Good girl." Juliet placed the pen in her hand and the papers on her lap.

Kate scribbled her name down, knowing it was messy because she could barely control her movements or see where she was writing. "T-there. Let me go."

Juliet unbuckled her, then stepped back. "It's dinner time, if you can make it. I'll have someone from your house come and get you." She turned and left.

Kate looked around the dark cement room then tried to push herself to her feet. Her legs refused to work and she collapsed to the floor, curling up slightly. Tears stung her eyes as she lay there, too weak to get up. More footsteps made her tense up and she refused to look up to see who it was.

Jack knelt down beside her, brushing her hair away from her face so he could see her. "Hey. You can hear me right?"

Kate recognized the voice. She quickly and clumsily brought her up hand, swatting his fingers away from the side of her head. "How could you do this so me?" she asked, trying her hardest not to cry. Just the thought of everything that was happening made her feel sick. "You ass."

Jack ignored what she was saying. He rolled her over then lifted her up into his arms. "Let's make sure you're okay then get you some food."

Kate closed her eyes. She weakly tried to get away from him, but found she didn't even have enough strength to do that. "I'm not hungry."

"You have to eat, Kate." Jack carried her out of the room and toward the cafeteria. "Eating and sleeping here are the most important things. If you don't do them, you're going to end up making yourself sick. And they're not going to care." He put her on her feet outside, holding her up. "You think you can stand?"

Kate leaned against him, trying to stand straight up without collapsing. "Why do you care?" she asked. "You're the one who just got me in trouble!"

Jack sighed. "Kate, I didn't," he told her, shaking his head. "That wasn't me. I got it too. I just didn't know you would get it worse."

Kate shook her head, leaning on him less and less as her strength slowly came back. "I just want to go back to bed."

"You have to eat supper, Kate." Jack helped her even as she stood, not wanting her to collapse. "You're going to feel awful if you don't."

"I already feel awful," Kate whispered, more to herself than to him.

Jack sighed. "Well if you don't eat, you're going to feel worse. So stop arguing with me and come get some supper."

Kate stood there for a moment, then slowly followed him inside.