Two days. Two whole days had passed since they had been thrown in the small room, even though it felt like two months had passed.

Cat gripped the thick marker pen in her fist as she carved words into the turquoise coloured wall. She rest her head against the cool wall as she watched the pen flow, her curvy, girly writing emerging from it. Her big brown eyes were sad and lost.

I want to go home.

She finished the sentence with a full-stop, jabbing the pen into the wall before sighing and bringing her hand down. It was late at night - she guessed - and Stanley had only visited them once so far, bringing them food and water like they were some pets that needed to be fed. Maybe they were.

Jade watched the redhead with sad eyes and moved over to sit beside her in the corner. She wrapped her arm around her shoulder and hugged her tightly. Cat sighed heavily and rest her head on Jade's shoulder, feeling slightly more comforted.

Tori was sitting in the middle of the room beside the hook on the floor that they were all attatched to, she had been tugging and prying at it for hours, trying to find someway to free them from this little slice of hell.

"We could take him," Tori's voice quietly whispered to the other girls, slightly fearful that Stanley could hear them.

Jade looked up and caught Tori's eyes, intruiged.

"There's three of us and one of him," she continued, still tugging at the hook in the floor in vain.

"Well what do you propose?" Jade asked, ready to try anything. She would kill the guy if she had to.

There was silence for a moment before Tori spoke again, "When he comes in, he usually puts the food in the middle of the floor. If one of us can get behind him and jump on him, maybe we could knock him out so we can steal his screwdriver and unchain ourselves and then leave," she whispered hurriedly.

Jade and Cat thought to themselves for a moment, before Cat spoke.

"Lets do it."

Sure enough, about an hour later, Stanley came into the room holding plates of food and a bottle of water. Jade was in position at the sink, pretending to wash her face when he came in. He smiled at them as he crossed into the middle of the room before leaning down to place the food on the floor. Jade caught Tori's eyes as he leaned down and Tori nodded, signalling Jade's cue.

Jade threw herself on top of Stanley, making him cry out in shock as she fell on his back. Her hands gripped his throat tightly as Tori and Cat moved towards him to find his screwdriver. But suddenly, Stanley's hand shot backwards and grabbed Jade's hair tightly in a vice-like grip. He managed to push her backwards and into the concrete wall, her head smacking against it violently.

Her grip faltered on his neck and he managed to free himself, spinning around and bringing his hand down on her face, the slap echoing in the small room. Tori and Cat gasped, their hearts stopping as he turned to them. But surprisingly, he just sneered at them before leaving, slamming the door loudly behind him.

"Jadey," Cat whimpered, going over to her best friend. Jade grabbed on to the redhead, her head spinning and her vision blurring as she fell to the floor.

Tori and Cat dragged her over to the mattress, letting her rest her head comfortably. Cat sat beside her and stroked her hair lovingly, just like she used to do when they were little kids. Whenever one of them got sick - which usually was Cat, since Jade rarely got sick - Jade would rest Cat's head in her lap and stroke her hair for hours, which instantly made Cat feel better. They discovered that it also worked with Jade when she caught the flu and had to stay in bed - Cat had spent many hours with her, braving the illness just to look after her best friend.

Tori sat at the end of the mattress and sighed heavily to herself.

That was not how she imagined that happening.

Beck, Andre and Robbie were sitting together at a small table in the corner of Nozu, their plates piled in the middle of the table with a few small pieces of sushi left behind. The restaurant wasn't busy; only a few other tables were occupied.

"Okay, I'm worried now," Robbie stated as he checked his phone - still no messages or calls from any of the girls.

Andre nodded, "Me too, something's definetely up," he said, playing with his chopsticks.

"Isn't there a way we can... I don't know... track their phones?" Beck suggested, trying to find any possible way to find out where the girls were.

"Oh yeah! What's that site called?" Andre agreed, suddenly hopeful.

"TrackThatPear?" Robbie guessed.

"Yes! C'mon, lets go to my RV so we can try it," Beck said, grabbing his car keys and standing up from his seat. Robbie and Andre did the same before they rushed out of the restaurant, their hearts hopeful.

"Okay, lets hope this works," Andre said as he sat down next to Beck on the orange couch in the RV. Beck nodded as he started up his laptop and waited for the internet to open. Robbie was pacing back and forth, tossing his phone about in his hands to keep himself occupied as they searched for their girls.

"Damn, we need their phone passwords to track them," Beck sighed defeatedly as he read the webpage.

Robbie sat down beside him, "Use Cat's. Hers is 'cupcake'," he said. Andre chuckled.

Beck typed in Cat's password and hit 'enter'. They held their breath as the webpage loaded and began to search for Cat's PearPhone.

"I hope this works," Andre breathed, tapping his feet nervously as his eyes watched the screen.

Silence fell in the RV as the boys watched the screen anxiously, praying that it would find Cat's phone.

Their hearts stopped as the page changed and then loaded a new page. The boys' eyes scanned over the webpage at the same time, reading the words quickly.

Cat's phone had been found.