The Video
I wasn't sure how long I was sleeping on the couch, but I ended up having a bad dream that once again brought me to tears. I could see myself walking out of my room in the orphanage, following the man who constantly took me out and raped me. It was so cold…and dark…and frightening. I could see that my suffering would never end.
"Serena?"
I turned around and saw Mark standing behind me. I looked up into his eyes as tears fell from my cheeks. He gently reached down a wiped the tears from my face.
"Wake up girl…it's only a dream." He said.
I closed my eyes just as I felt someone shake me. When I opened them again, I was back to reality. Mark was knelt down in front of me and Matt was standing behind the couch looking down at me with concern.
"Are you ok?" Matt asked.
I sighed and sat up, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. "Yea I'm alright, there's just something in my eye that's all."
Matt nodded and then went to the kitchen. As for Mark, he simply stared at me with a look of disbelief.
"What?" I said.
He stood up and folded his arms in front of his chest. "Nothing…nothing at all."
I glanced at him as he headed for the hallway, "Are you hungry?" he asked.
"Yea. I'm starving actually." I said.
He nodded and went to the kitchen. I let out a sigh of relief once he was gone. I sure didn't want him to know what had been on my mind. The appearance of him in my dream was interesting to me though…why was he in it and why did he seem so gentle?
About ten minutes later, he and Matt returned to the living room with chips, dip, drinks, and sandwiches for each of us. Mark handed me a plate with a ham and cheese sandwich on it along with some chips. I didn't hesitate to start eating either.
"So Serena, Mark tells me you were a stripper, is that true?" Matt asked.
I glared at Mark, "Yes I was."
"Sweet."
"Sweet?" Mark snapped. "How is a young girl showing off her goods to everyone sweet?"
Matt laughed, "Oh please Mark don't tell me you haven't been to a strip club just to enjoy the sight of half naked women."
Mark rolled his eyes, "Yes I have, but Serena here is different."
I finished chewing my sandwich and then asked, "How am I different?"
He didn't answer me right away so I shrugged it off and finished my sandwich. Matt glanced at Mark with a small grin and then finished eating. After our lunch, Mark got me handcuffed and re-blindfolded so we could go someplace else with Matt.
"Dude, do you really have to keep her like this? Someone is bound to see her at some point." Matt said as Mark hoisted me back over his shoulder.
"Matt if I were you, I would mind my own damn business…is that clear?" Mark said as he walked out of the house.
Matt chuckled, "Crystal clear…deadman."
I didn't bother fighting Mark as he carried me to the truck. He placed me in the backseat this time so that Matt could ride shot gun with him.
"So what are we doing now?" Matt asked.
I heard Mark reach into the glove compartment and pull something out. "Here, turn this on. I need you to record this for me."
"Record what?" I asked.
I listened as he shifted in his seat and then climbed into the backseat with me.
"Mark what are you doing?" I asked.
"Just relax Serena. Your old man heard that you were missing and I need to send him a video showing him where you are right now." He told me as he put his arm around me. "I need you to act as scared as you can…alright?"
I chuckled, "Shouldn't be much of a problem."
"Alright then…Matt start recording." He said.
I heard Matt hit the play button and Mark started talking.
"Hey there Ric…I'm willing to bet that you are distraught about the disappearance of your oldest daughter…well let me show you something." I shivered as he pulled me closer to him and gently caressed my cheek with his fingers. Mark laughed as I tried to fight him off. "You see Flair, I'm willing to make a deal with you for your daughter's sake. If you fight me at WrestleMania, I will make sure your family never finds out about Serena being your first child."
"Let me go!" I yelled as I kept trying to squeeze out of his grip.
He chuckled and pulled the blindfold down so that it covered my mouth. "Now…if you don't fight me…not only will I tell your family about Serena, but I will make sure you never see your pretty little girl again. Get the picture?"
I glanced into the camera with fear in my eyes when he said that. Boy did he sound serious about this. I was truly worried that something bad was going to happen to me no matter if my father accepted the challenge or not.
"You might want to hurry and give me that answer soon Flair," he said as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a switch blade. My eyes widened in horror as he gently traced it from my thigh, to my chest, and finally rested it under my chin. "Because if I don't get an answer by this coming Monday…your daughter's blood will be on your hands."
Matt hit the stop button and I sighed with relief. Mark looked down at me, "Good girl. Maybe I'll let you keep the blindfold off your eyes.
"What about her mouth?" Matt asked.
He laughed, "She has an attitude so…I think I'll keep it there for now."
I growled and sat back in my seat, staring out the window as he buckled my seatbelt. He then climbed back to the driver's seat and got us out of Matt's neighborhood. I was so going to kill him if I had the chance. No one treats me like this…absolutely no one!
