After a couple of agonizing minutes, Beck was pulled by the arms out of the room; leaving his broken friends behind. The host turned towards the camera, with a sadistic smile.

"Well Jade West seems to be playing on her own now" he said "We will be right back"

"Cut" the director yelled.

Jade's knees were giving away, it was all true, Beck was gone.

The host turned around "What did I tell you about talking when it isn't your turn?" he asked between clenched teeth.

"Y-you" Andre whispered in rage "you killed our best friend"

"Take them downstairs"

All seven of them had been dragged to a different room, this one was two stories under, the paint on the wall had cracked and it also had a yellowish tint, it was slightly lit of a very high barred window, and it smelled stuffy; probably from being closed a long time. They were left there for a few minutes.

Jade had curled up in a fetus position, her hair falling ungracefully over her expressionless face, the coldness had spread from her head to her toes; she couldn't think, hear, talk or listen. Trina on the other hand had resorted to comforting her sister, who was resting her head on her shoulder; by patting her hair soothingly. Andre paced nervously back and forward "we have to do something" he kept repeating restlessly.

Suddenly the door opened and the host walked in, angrily yelling "You children ruined everything"

Robbie covered Cat's ears.

"If that stupid kid hadn't died I wouldn't have to re-record the episode once more, now we have to change the rules and start over again" His head had turned crimson red, staring at Jade especially, then inching closer, he spit on her and tossed something at her face.

It was the J necklace Beck was wearing.

He had shown it to her on thanksgiving, "You are what I am thankful for Jade" he whispered in her ears, before giving her a peck on the lips and putting it around his own Neck.

Seeing it woke something inside of Jade, her body heated up hastily, and she jumped up enraged screaming

"Give him back. Where is Beck? Where is he?" Andre was quick though, he ran quickly, pulling her back by the waist, trying to hold her back from something that might get her killed next "NO! NO! LET GO OF ME, I NEED TO FIND BECK, WHERE IS HE? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?"

"Jade he is gone"

"NO!" She kicked some more, but slowly gave in her body racking with sobs "Please give him back please"

Cat jumped up and ran to her best friend, putting her arms around her, this time Jade didn't push her away, instead she wrapped both arms around the petite red-head falling to the ground with her. They all witnessed the scene with unblinking eyes; they thought, that Jade wouldn't ever crack, but here she was, the first one to fall apart.

In another room, Beck was lying on a bed with medical professionals; dressed in all-white, swarming around him.

One... Two

CLEAR

Three... Four

CLEAR

Five... Six

...

Beck shot up, coughing and sputtering water, his eyes unfocused.

From the doorway, the host stood with eyes gleaming madly, this ought to be fun

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Jade had once again gone back to her depressed state, her head lying on Cat's lap; who was braiding a lock of her dark hair, humming a soft lullaby; at least Cat was back in her little sweet world for a little while.

Once again the door slammed open and the teenagers jumped a little, a couple of different men walked in, smirking at Jade.

The larger one walked towards her pulling her up by the hair, and before anyone could move to stop him, the other had a gun pointed at them forcing them to sit back down, Jade on the other hand wasn't putting up much of a fight, her body hung limply as she was pulled out of the room.

She was dragged along a narrow hallway, and thrown into an even smaller room, with a hospital bed covered in stained white sheets in the corner. The bald one carried her over his shoulders and tossed her on it, making the bed springs squeak. Then both looked at her with unsettling eyes.

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Beck had been tied to a chair, in front of a little television, he was staring at the same room, waiting for something to happen, until he saw the door open, and though the picture was horribly pixled, he could tell that the one in the screen was his girl.

In a swift movement, one of the wicked men, reached over and ripped her black tank top.

He might as well have reached in his chest and pulled out Beck's heart.

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