Katherine's head throbbed painfully as she open her eyes. Closing them thrice before she could finally adjust to the bright room she was in. Judging by how her hand and feet refused to move, and allow her stretch she assumed she was tied up. Her hair fell down her shoulders and she was alone in the room. After a few minutes the door opened up and she saw the men that abducted her.

Groaning she tired to speak but her voice was croaky and dry so one of them moved quickly and brought a glass of water to her lips. Out of her better judgement she gulped the water down for she was starved.

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The man pushed her hair away from her face and tsked. "It's a pity such a pretty face would be ruined."

Katherine glared at him and spat on his face. The man was first stunned by her action before his expression contorted in that of rage and before she knew it she was thrown to the floor a cry leaving her lips, her broken lips.

"Hey! Did I tell you to touch her?" A feminine voice asked Katherine struggled to keep her eyes open so she could see the person behind those arranged heel clicks.

"Pick her up." The woman ordered.

The brute grabbed Katherine's chair forcefully and placed her upright in an unbecoming manner.

Katherine looked up at the woman, her vision blurry. 'I must have a concussion' she thought. Soon her vision cleared and she saw those sharp, prominent features. And that polished straight black hair.

An amused smirk played at her lips "Patricia Lee, how displeasureable to make your acquaintance. I don't believe we've properly met, if I would call this proper."

Patricia laughed lightly pointing at Katherine she looked at her men as she laughed. "I don't know what's wrong with the world anymore. People are beginning to think they say anything to me." She said in amusement.

"Don't flatter yourself, you have just been meeting the wrong people. What the hell do you want from me?" Katherine spat.

"Ohhh? Look at that venom. Don't worry this is not personal, ofcourse my goal remains you are just a pawn to get to that bitch Jessie." She stated bluntly. "But first, I have to repay you for the hospital don't you think?"

Katherine had never been in a fight before, but she knew the damage a punch could do to a person. She was a doctor after all, she thought she understood her patients pain, oh how wrong she was. When Patricia's fist connected with her already bruised jaw eyes rolled out to the back of her head and her head fell forward lifelessly.

"What is this?" Patricia poked Katherine. "Are you already out? After one punch?" She asked in disbelief. "Talk about bluffing, wake her up." She ordered.

The men dumped a bucket of ice cold water and she jerked up. Flinching at the pain. "Good now where were we?"

Katherine didn't pass out again, although she wished she could, just to have some sort of break. She was sure she looked like an ogre at the point but the pain was what made her want to scream in horror. How did anyone survive torture? Why did the movies lie so? This was unbearable.

Patricia leaned down and pulled back Katherine's hair, forcing her to look at her. "What, no snarky remark? What did you say last time? If you kill me I would be dead? How bold." She laughed mocking.

"At first I thought she most be from a powerful family to have such arrogance, I wouldn't have minded. But you? You the lowest level of dirt, just a foolish bastard that doesn't even have a father." Patricia sneered "what right do you think you have? People like you are supposed to submit and grovel like the dirt you are!"

Katherine rolled up all the saliva and blood in her mouth and spit directly at Patricia face.

Patricia laughed yet again. "What? Is that it? Do you think this is going to make me crazy? Come you're not the first person to spit on me and you will not be the last." She motioned for one the men watching the show to give her a tissue, and she wiped her face.

"Now time for the actual fun." She said rising up.

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Jessie frowned when she picked up her phone and the caller ID was unknown. "Who could it be?" She wondered.

She swiped right and put the phone to her ears and he tried to balance the chilled glass of soda and a bag of chips. She would have to work it off but still she couldn't resist the temptation. The bag was just sitting there.

"Hello?" She answered, there was silence at first and she answered again. "Hello? Who is this?"

"I would think after so long you would recognize my number Jessie."

Jessie froze, she pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at the number again. "Patricia?"

"Of course, I would ask how you are but it's public knowledge that you are hiding out like a pathetic coward." She sweetly in a tone that made her even her words seem like they came from someone who cared.

"Screw you Patricia, I can't believe how petty you actually are." Jessie scoffed. "How the hell did you get me number?"

"You'll find out in due time, first get out of whatever hole it is that you are hiding in and turn yourself in." She ordered.

Jessie laughed comically "and you would love that wouldn't you? Was that the plan? To actually have me arrested? It's too bad, but I admire your dedication, you always fail and yet."

"You have exactly 24 hours to turn yourself in." Patricia warned.

"Or what?"

Jessie sneered, almost immediately her phone buzzed and she clicked on the text. Opening the video. Her hands covered her mouth as tears sprung to her eyes.

"Oh Jessie that not all." Patricia stated in a mocking voice.

Another text entered again. "And she clicked on it, it was Tony girls the tears began to fall freely as fear gripped her as the three girls looked frightened as hell.

"24 four hours Jessie, no more no less."