Well finally here is the next chapter! I know I've taken so much longer to update than I said and I am sorry! (Please don't shoot me or anything). With exams and everything I have spent all my free revising but... wait for it... *drum roll* THERE ALMOST OVER! :D JUST 2 WEEKS LEFT THEN 12 WEEKS HOLIDAY! So yeah, here's the next chapter for you!

NO!

I snapped of it, I could not fail my father. I couldn't. But the little voice in the back of my head kept saying it could all end if I just gave her what she wanted.

Catherine had her hand near my head; I think she thought that I was too exhausted to do anything. How wrong she was. I snapped my head round and bit her hand causing her to yelp in shock.

She grabbed my chin bringing my eyes to hers.

"You. Are. Pathetic."

She growled. I couldn't help it but a humorless laugh escaped from my lips. Her eyes narrowed dangerously. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Dr. Steve run up to her, his face sketched in panic.

"Cathy! You can't do this to her its not going to work!"

He panted breathlessly. My heart lifted slightly, if Dr Steve said no, surely I was safe. My hope was dashed when Catherine curled her lip up at him and struck him across the face. He gasped stumbling back, his hands sheltering his face. Catherine stepped over to him in two short steps and hissed at him menacingly;

"Since when have you had the right to tell me what to do? I am in charge here and you will do well to remember that. You are just a lowly bee worker, nothing else and you never will be. You are not important to the Circle, they don't care about you, they just use you, but me, I am important, they need me. They rely on me and IF YOU CARE FOR YOUR LIFE AT ALL YOU WILL REMEMBER THAT."

Her voice rose to a shout and I winced as Dr. Steve hung his head.

"Of course ma'am. I just wanted to say that you'll kill her, it won't work not without qualified doctors and gynecologists."

His voice was quiet and like that of a naughty child. Catherine was a power freak. Completely and utterly addicted, and to be honest that scared me more than anything I had being through. Her power, her addiction could get her to the top of the Circle and then there would be no stopping her. She knew the Gallagher Academy as well as me, she could get inside it and she could ruin it. Ruin the girls America rely on to be in the CIA. She could ruin the world. Make it crash and burn till nothing but what she wanted was left. She could be worse than Hitler.

Catherine sighed

"I suppose you are right, we need her alive. I need her alive and I need those names. Now if you wouldn't mind I am going to get some rest so you can deal with her. If she isn't near death by the end of it you will pay. Do you understand?"

Her voice was psychotic, she was a maniac. I tried to kick out, I couldn't be alone with him again, not after last time. As Catherine sauntered of a smug smirk across her face; Dr. Steve looked at me a small grin playing across his face. I felt the fear rising in my chest as he circled me, his predatory eyes scanning my body.

"Please"

I whispered, my voice breaking and a few tears escaping my eyes and and running down my hot, dried out cheeks. Dr. Steve chuckled and pulled a bottle of water out of his large baggy short pocket.

"Have a drink Cammie, you'll never get through what I'm about to do with you without one."

I scowled shaking my head. I wasn't falling for that again. Not after last time.

"Its just water this time Cammie, honest."

He drank down a large mouthful to prove his point. He passed the bottle to me.

I was past the point of being too stubborn just to annoy him so I drunk it down thirstily; some of it splashing across my face due to the shaking in my hands and the fact I was laying down. I didn't care; the water felt cool and refreshing against my skin. I finished it and Dr. Steve took the bottle off me.

He sat down on the table next to me and I shuddered at how close to me he was. He ran his hand down my leg, I winced, as it passed all the bruises, and snaked dangerously close to the wound. I wanted to tell him to fuck off, but that would only amuse him.

"Cammie do you remember yesterday?"

He asked me softly. I frowned of course I remember yesterday, why wouldn't I... but wait. What did happen yesterday? I shook my head trying to clear the fog...

"I didn't think so"

He mused. What was he saying? Why couldn't I remember yesterday? I'm a Gallagher Girl, I remember everything. Yet I can't. I started to panic what had happened to me?

"Cammie have you learnt how to use guns yet?"

I frowned shaking my head; we didn't learn that till we were seniors. We didn't need to know till then. Dr. Steve looked confused and ran a hand through his hair.

"That's why you were struggling so much yesterday."

He muttered realization in his voice; I frowned I was so confused what was he talking about?

"Yesterday Cammie we let President Winters talk to you, he insisted that you be untied. He said that way it was funnier; he could watch you try to escape and then just throw you back to the ground. We agreed. The thing is you got your hands on a gun and I was about to intercept but Catherine told me not to. She said you wouldn't know how to put it together; that you weren't taught how to until your senior year. She said you would probably end up shooting yourself in the foot. But she was wrong; you did put it together right it took you a while but once you had got it right you dismantled it and started all over again; getting it right first time. We watched transfixed; Catherine was speechless. You shot President Winters."

His voice was cool and calm. I let out a small gasp. Dr. Steve laughed again.

"You didn't kill him; only scratched his leg but all the same; you shot him. You would of killed him if Catherine hadn't launched herself at you knocking you off target as you shot. But lets not worry about that now hey? Lets concentrate on the matter at hand."

My mind was swirling round; I had assembled a gun. I had shot President Winters in the leg; and worse of all I couldn't remember doing it. What else had I done? I asked myself feeling sick. What if I had done more?

I was abruptly pulled out of my thoughts when I felt a shadow over my face; I opened my eyes and and screamed; Dr. Steve was leaning over me; looking at me like I was food.

He ran his hand down my stomach and let out a hair raising scream as he ripped away the thin gown Catherine had dressed me in for her "operation" He smiled toying with my nipple as I started to shake uncontrollably;

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

I all but screamed; he made me sick; this man. This animal. Wait, this monster was as bad as people in the news. He smiled softly his hand tracing my hip bones.

"You could be in an anorexia documentary"

He mused. I scowled

"Well its hardly my fault! You're the one who's being starving me!"

I spat angrily as his hand made its way towards my sex. I screamed trying to kick out. Anything to get this monster away from me. When I screamed again it echoed everything I felt. It was long and didn't seem to end. It was a scream authors would describe as "bloodcurdling" it was deafening, and echoed all the pain I felt.

I didn't want to fight anymore, I didn't want to live anymore. I could join Dad, we could be happy together.

Music started to play. Loudly; far too loudly. I recognized it; had been played to me recently but I couldn't remember when. Just another thing I had forgotten. But... I knew it from somewhere else too; a circus. Dad was there. We were together for one of the last times. We went to the circus; we were so happy.

"Daddy I'm coming"

I whispered.

So that is chapter 9! What do you think? So the next chapter... It will not be up for at least two weeks if not three of four. The next chapter will be the last chapter and I want to make it the best chapter yet. I have a few ideas but would really appreciate any help you can give me with your ideas, what you want to happen etc etc. So I would love it if you could tell me those either by review or PM or both! Again, thank you for all the lovely reviews you keep giving me :')

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