16 and Missing Page #2

You know, I know everything about him.

I haven't met another guy

like him before.

I don't know.

I think Bobby Evans is pretty cute.

Bobby Evans is 17 years old, okay?

He's a kid.

Gavin's a man.

Gavin's traveled

the entire world already.

Gavin... Gavin knows me.

He understands me.

I don't know.

It just doesn't seem right to me.

That's okay.

Because you haven't experienced

anything like this before.

You know what, when you do,

you'll completely understand.

Abbey, we need to talk.

There's nothing to talk about.

There's a lot to talk about, honey.

Just come out here

and let's have a conversation

face to face.

Like when? To tell me that I'm wrong?

I'm not gonna be happy

until he's out of this house.

He's not going anywhere.

Honey, we're family now.

Just come out here

and let's talk like families do.

- Okay, he is not my family.

- Abbey.

Okay, there's nothing more

to talk about.

- Please leave me alone.

- Fine.

Tonight? They'll take your car away.

Not if I'm in Arizona.

Abbey, please think clearly.

You don't know this guy.

I do know him.

Like, how could you say that?

I'm just trying to be a good friend.

You know, I'm not looking for someone

to play devil's advocate, okay?

Friends do not do that.

You're wrong.

That's what friends are supposed to do.

Not the friends I want in my life.

Fine. I'm out of here.

- Don't you dare tell your mother.

- Really?

That's how you talk to your best friend?

Real cool, Abbey.

I don't know what's gotten into you

but I don't like it.

Whatever.

Hey.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Come on, honey.

She's 16.

She's just going through a phase.

No, she's not just 16.

She's been traumatized.

Well, I know.

But she still has to be respectful

to you, me and the kids.

I know.

I just want you to truly understand,

you know,

what it was that she went through.

I get it.

But...

I'm sorry, but from what

you've told me about Lucas,

I think he would want

you both to move on.

It's been 10 years.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

I just feel like such a bad mom,

you know?

She's so angry and she's hurting and

I just feel like this is all my fault.

Well, I'm sure smarter people

than I am have told you

it's not your fault, honey.

But by the same token,

we can't be tormented by this

every time there's an issue,

and I'm sorry if "torment"

is too strong a word...

Well, that's debatable.

Well, yeah, yeah, because, you know,

she rules this house.

She does whatever she wants to do

and all I'm saying about that

is that maybe it's time to exact

a little more control over her

before things

get completely out of hand.

Now, you've just given her

some serious autonomy

so maybe along with that,

some new rules and boundaries, yeah?

Mind, she's a teenager.

You remember what that feels like?

Yeah, I mean, her hormones are raging,

her emotions are scattered,

and now she's got this whole new sense

of independence. It's a lot.

You're right.

I'm gonna let her cool off tonight

and I'll talk to her in the morning.

Good idea.

I tell you what,

why don't we get a good night's sleep

because I'm sure

everything's gonna look a lot better

- in the morning.

- Hope so.

Listen, please.

Don't ever let me hear you say

you're a bad mother again,

because that's not true.

Come on.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

I miss you.

Abbey.

Abbey.

Abbey.

Abbey, this isn't funny.

She left last night.

She... she's gone.

She's gone. Mom!

She's gone.

- Who's gone?

- Abbey.

She's not here and her car's gone.

- Did you see when she left?

- No.

Did you see when she left?

When?

Last night.

- So why didn't you say anything?

- Brandon?

Because I wanted her gone.

All she ever does is cause trouble.

Oh, she probably just went

to Janelle's house.

I hope so.

All right.

No, Mommy, wait.

Okay.

Now what's this?

Here it is.

"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

"I'm just visiting a friend.

I'll be back soon. I love you, Abbey."

Damn it. Why is she doing this?

All right. Anybody know her password?

- Oh, try I-H-A-T-E-M-Y-F-A...

- I hate my family. Really?

Not funny. Really.

- Does anyone know her password?

- It could be anything, honey.

- Maybe Janelle knows it.

- Good.

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to Janelle's.

All right, I'll call the police.

I can't. They won't do anything.

It's too soon.

Well, what about your friends

at the FBI, honey?

Martin, Missing Persons, owes me.

You're right.

What?

I'm gonna be happy.

All I know is that his name is Gavin

and he lives in Arizona.

How long has she known this boy?

He's not a boy.

He's 23 years old.

You're kidding? Twenty-three years old?

- Julia.

- What? What?

Our daughter just ran away to Arizona

to be with a 23-year-old man.

They've had an online relationship

for two years.

Okay, that's just impossible.

Well, no disrespect, Mrs. Foster,

but Abbey has a computer in her bedroom,

a laptop and a cell phone.

Not unless you've been monitoring

her activity every second of the day,

would you have any idea

what she's up to.

Okay, well, that's the end

of your privacy, young lady.

Janelle, do you...

Do you know Abbey's password?

Janelle, your friend can be in danger.

This is not the time to keep secrets.

You need to tell us everything

that you know.

Honey?

I don't know her Chatter password

but I do know her email password.

Okay.

Okay, but that's not gonna help us.

Didn't she only communicate with him

on chatterama.com?

Yes, but I have a trick.

Follow me to my bedroom.

No, no, no, no.

You just go get your laptop.

That's right.

No more laptop in the bedroom.

You go get it

and you bring it in the kitchen.

All that you do is enter email address

and attempt to enter a password.

Then, you see it asks

if you forgot her password

so you click that and it tells you

to check your email

to change her password,

so then I go to her email and

there it is.

An email from chatterama.com

that will link to an option

to change her password.

But now Abbey won't be able

to get into her Chatter page.

Good.

Well, what if she needs it

while she's gone?

Nobody needs social media.

New invention called the phone.

She can use that.

So what's her new password?

Runaway, with a capital "R."

Well, no one's gonna forget that.

So now I navigate back

to Chatterama.com,

enter email address

and new password and, voila.

We're in.

Gavin Brown, is that his name?

And looks like a nice kid.

He's not a kid. He's a grown man.

And he's a police officer.

What's a 23-year-old cop doing

with an 11th grader?

I don't know.

Oh, I can't believe she was doing this

all behind my back. I...

Is her life that miserable that

she had to live some false existence?

Well, it wasn't false to her

and now that's she there,

it's all too real.

Honey, you've gotta get on the phone

with Martin immediately and find her.

Who knows what this guy's motives are.

You know, do me a favor.

Just go to the most recent messages.

He's gotta have given her some address

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