Jade's throat burned from the intensity of her screaming. Tears streamed down her face as she desperately fought against Stanley and his wandering hands. She violently kicked her legs out in an attempt to push him off. In turn, this enraged him further and he stood up, his anger evident in his cold eyes.

"Okay, you wanna play it that way? Fine," he spat before quickly turning and making his way out of the room.

Jade's chest heaved as she fought for breath, knowing she only had a few moments to try to find a way out of the situation she was trapped so helplessly in. Her eyes darted around the room, desperately trying to find something that could help her. But her search was useless. The room was practically bare. And even if she miraculously found something, it would have been completely out of her limited reach.

She choked back a sob as she lay her head back down on the dirty floorboard beneath her. She had no other choice but to lie and wait for Stanley to return and finish what he had started.

Down in the basement, the door suddenly flew open and Stanley stormed down the stairs. He looked around for a moment until his eyes landed upon Beck who sat against the wall with his head down. Stanley smirked before he made his way over to the teenager and grabbed his shoulder, roughly pulling the boy up to his feet.

"Wha-" Beck tried to protest as he was suddenly hauled upwards to his feet.

Stanley ignored him and quickly undid the cuff around Beck's ankle before dragging him up the stairs as Robbie and Cat helplessly watched from the corner of the room - their terrified eyes following them up the stairs until the door slammed closed behind them.

A million thoughts rushed through Beck's mind as they emerged from the basement. But he didn't have time to question them as Stanley suddenly pulled him into a room, and what he saw made his blood run cold.

Beck's hazel eyes took in the horrific sight of his beautiful girlfriend tied to the floor, her tights ripped, her face bruised... her eyes pleading as they met his across the room. He forced back down the bile which had slowly begun to creep up his throat.

Stanley smirked and threw Beck to the ground, before producing yet another pair of handcuffs from his back pocket and skillfully attaching Beck to one of the bare pipes in the corner of the room.

Jade whimpered as Stanley turned back to her, his eyes cold and dark as he made his way across to her. Her eyes flickered over to Beck in the corner and her heart broke at the fear she found in his eyes - which probably mirrored her own crystal orbs.

"Don't you dare touch her," Beck growled, his eyes murderous as they flickered over to Stanley.

Stanley chuckled, "Try and stop me," he challenged as he kneeled down to Jade once again.

Beck growled and desperately pulled at his handcuffs in a vain attempt to break them. But he had no such luck. He cursed angrily and glared over at Stanley as the older man grabbed at Jade. He saw red as Stanley's hands entered a place that only Beck himself should ever touch.

"No... No!" Jade whimpered, her pleas muffled from her gag as she flailed her legs around.

Stanley sighed and forcefully pinned Jade's legs apart on the ground, making her cry out in pain, "Don't worry, sweetheart. This will only hurt a lot," he breathed as he leaned over her, his stubby fingers digging into her thighs.

Beck's eyes caught Jade's and his heart broke at the true terror he found in them. He cursed himself for not being able to do anything. He clenched his jaw and tugged at the handcuffs again, desperately trying to break the chain.

"You're going to watch me do this, pretty boy. And there's nothing you can do about it," Stanley called over to Beck as his hands roamed over Jade's quivering body.

An onslaught of curse words flew from Beck's lips, rage filling his body. Jade's soft whimpers of terror filled the air and Beck knew that there was nothing he could do but watch a true nightmare come to life right in front of him.

Back in the basement, Cat and Robbie huddled together as they listened to the commotion coming from above them. Soft whimpers and sobs escaped Cat's mouth, causing Robbie to tighten his arms around her. When another scream came from upstairs, Cat shook her head.

"We have to do something, I can't just sit here!" she cried, tears streaming down her face.

Robbie sighed, "There's nothing we can do, sweetheart."

"There has to be something, there's always something!" she cried before she whimpered and wiped her tears away frustratedly. She sat up straight and looked around the small, dark room - hoping to find something, anything that could help them. Just as she was about to give up, the smallest silver glint caught her eyes. A small shimmer of hope.

"Do you see that?" she whispered, grabbing Robbie's bicep and pointing over to the corner of the room. Her heart suddenly filled with hope.

Robbie frowned and squinted his eyes confusedly before he nodded, "Yeah it's... something shiny."

Cat stood up and made her way across to the corner - only making it a certain distance before her chain dragged her back. She frowned and tried to stretch, but had no luck. Cursing her short arms, she thought quickly before pulling her pink sweater over her head.

Robbie frowned as he watched her, wondering why on earth his girlfriend was undressing in the middle of the room, "What are you-"

"Shh, just wait," she cut him off, the concentration evident on her face.

She held her sweater by one sleeve and whipped it out into the dark corner. She missed the first time, but when she whipped it a second time. The mystery object suddenly clattered to the floor.

Pliers.