Chapter 5

I do not own the series 1800-Where-Are-You and the characters Jess Wilkins, Rob Wilkins and Mr Goodhart they are entirely the work of Meg Cabot.

I heard whimpering coming from the back of the room. The first thing I saw, once I could see again, was Belle tied to a chair with her hands behind her back. She looked so scared; she had a blindfold on, so she couldn't see it was me at the door and not someone else, and had cuts and bruises covering her arms and legs. I ran over to Belle and bombarded her with questions.

"Belle are you okay? Who did this to you? Are you hurt? Speak to me!" I whisper yelled.

That is when I noticed that Belle and I weren't the only people in the room. It turns out Belle wasn't the only missing child in town. There was a little boy, who looked to be about seven years old, tied to a chair behind Belle. His injuries didn't look as bad as Belle's.

"Are you okay? What's your name? My name is Scarlett Wilkins and I am here to rescue you both." I told the little boy.

Surprising me, he responded, " My name is Eric Lewis. I hurt really bad. Can you take me to my Mummy?"

I quickly untied the ropes that bound Belle and Eric to their chairs. Eric's injuries were worst then I first thought. When Eric stood up he cried out in pain before he fell to the floor in a crumpled heap.

Squatting by Eric I quickly scanning over him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My ankle. I think they broke it." Eric cried.

I asked Eric, "Who's 'they'?"

"Well who do you know that could pull something like this together Scarlett?" Someone familiar snarled from behind me.

Standing up, I spun around on the spot to face four familiar faces in the doorway: Thomas Fisher, Rhys Beavan and the twins, Edward and Cordell Walker. Edward appeared to be the leader of the group.

Edward growled at me, "How did you know we were here?"

I snorted and retorted, "How's your nose feeling Ed?"

Edward looked like he was about to lunge at me, but his twin held him back.

"You know that is exactly the reason that I had to involve your sister in this." Edward yelled at me.

As soon as he said that, I snapped. I lunged forward and aimed my fist at Edward's face. I knew that it wasn't the smartest idea I have ever had but I wasn't really thinking. When I was two-feet away from Edward, Rhys and Thomas grabbed one of my arms each and held me still while Edward and Cordell started to pummel me in the face and stomach.

I was able to hear Belle scream my name but because I was in my own world of pain I didn't really register much. After about 10 minutes I felt someone rip the four guys away from me. As it turns out Rhys and Thomas were the only things holding me up. Not being able to support my own weight I fell to the floor. When I fell I felt someone rush up to me and whisper in a husky voice,

"It's going to be okay Scar. Everything's going to be okay."

The last thing I remember before blacking out was being lifted into a pair of strong arms.