could out run him, then I remember the locked steel door. “I’ve brought you a new resident, number F51199GH” the female guard tells him. Is this some kind of segregation unit?
He stares at me with his small, piggy eyes, then he goes back into his little cubicle and comes out holding some metal bands. He hands one to the female guard and she orders me to hold still as she places it around my neck and locks it. My mouth goes dry and I swallow hard. She places her fingers between the metal band and my neck. “It’s too big,” she says to the male guard. “Have you got a smaller one?”
He shakes his head. “They are all the same size.” He reaches for a fob attached to the loop of his belt, points it at me and presses a button. My muscles twitch a little as I get a mild electric shock. The two guards look at me, and then at each other. My stomach is churning; it’s obviously a shock collar. I hang my head; I’m feeling more like an animal every day. They order me to hold out my hands and they remove my metal cuff and snap on two new ones. The new ones are heavier and thicker. I drop my hands to my sides and there’s a clatter as the cuffs fall from my wrists and hit the floor, I look down at them with morbid fascination. “Take her collar off,” the male guard says. “We’ll tell the manager we don’t have any to fit her.”
I’m shoved into a room. My mouth falls open as I see Kayden sitting on the floor; he looks as shocked as I feel. As he scrambles to his feet, the guard plonks a bundle of grey cloth into my hands. “Put those on,” he says, leaning against the door frame. I glance down at the clothing; it’s the same shade of grey that Kayden is wearing. I catch movement out of the corner of my eye, the guard is lunging at me, he’s scowling and red in the face. I gasp as Kayden steps between me and the guard and pushes me into the corner of the room. He surrounds my body with his, shielding me, his arms either side of me, his palms flat against the wall.
“Put the scrubs on,” Kayden says to me, “before he blows his stack.”
“Get away from her,” the guard yells. I quickly yank off my t-shirt and pull the scrubs over my head. It’s at least two sizes too big and comes down to my knees; it’s more like a dress. As I’m tugging off my jeans Kayden cries out and his hands shoot to his neck, his body stiffens and he falls to the floor, convulsing. I scream. In a blur I see the guard’s hand coming towards my face, then I feel a burning pain on my cheek and a ringing sound in my ear. “I told you to put them on,” the guard says, pointing to the grey pants in my hand. Kayden slowly gets to his feet; he’s glaring at the guard, his fists clenched. I pull on the grey pants. “Pick those up.” The guard points to my clothes that are now on the floor. I bend to retrieve them and he snatches them from my hands. “You won’t need these anymore.” He stomps out of the room and the door slams behind him.
Kayden, pulls me close, his arms encircle me. “What you doing here? Why have they put you in level three?”
I throw my arms around him and bury my face in his neck. “Are you okay?” I ask him.
He rubs his cheek against mine. “Yeah.”
I burst out laughing, I can’t stop. “This is so funny.” I’m laughing so hard I’m shaking. “They think they’re punishing me but I’m right where I want to be, I’m finally with you.”
I feel him shaking his head and feel his warm breath on my neck as he lets out a sigh. “Baby, you’re crazy but I’m glad you’re here where I can take care of you, I’ve missed you.”
I reach up and hold his face between my palms. “I’ve missed you too.”
He gives me a beaming smile. “I love you, I love you so much.”
“Can you love each other with a bit less noise,” comes a male voice from across the room, “I’m trying to sleep.”
For the first time I notice there are two other guys in the room. The one who spoke looks