Chapter 34-
NO ONES POV-
Jon frowned looking around the waiting room, sighing he tried her phone again, it went straight to voicemail "what the fuck?" he didn't know what room mark was in.
Sighing he decided to finally call the big man himself though he knew he was in for an ass chewing "UNCLE JON!" before he could press send her little sister ran over to him, mark and Michelle both looking confused "hey sweet pea." Picking her up hugging her, he didn't know why this little girl loved him so much but it did make him feel lucky.
"What are you doing here? Where's Sam?" Mark questioned him, frowning "I uh, she texted me she'd be outside waiting for me she needed some air, but I can't find her, her cells going straight to voicemail, I thought maybe she went back up to your room." Scratching the back of his head.
Mark frowned his eyes looking around the waiting room "Three days married to my daughter and you lost her?" Jon sighed, Michelle tapping marks arm "Mark be nice, Jon let me try her, maybe she's in the bathroom." Jon sighed nodding as Michelle tried calling Sam getting the same as him straight to voicemail.
"sissys missing?" sighing Michelle ran her hand over her daughters back eyes glancing the waiting room "no we just can't find her." Sighing, Jon had a bad feeling "I think we need to talk to security." Mark nodding in agreence "yea let's go."
SAMS POV-
I groaned opening my eyes my vision blurred and my head pounding, looking around I remembered being outside, I remembered seeing Rena and then everything black, realizing I was in the back of a van, my hands and feet tied and my mouth tapes "MMMMMMMMMM." I tried yelling kicking my feet against the metal doors.
"Shut up back there!" I could hear Rena's voice, oh god this was happening! This women had lost her god dammed mind, rolling my eyes I continued to kick at the doors.
Trying to pull my hands or feet out of the rope I felt the van come to a stop, closing my eyes as I frantically pulled at the rope the doors swinging open, glaring up at Rena "I said shut up." She yelled before hitting me in my head again with something, once again everything going to black.
NO ONES POV-
Mark, Jon and Michelle sat in a room with Vince, Hunter, WWE's security, and the hospital Security going over everything of this stalker, mark frowned "why the fuck didn't you guys tell me it was this bad?" he snapped at all the men in the room "She didn't want us to, hell we had a hard enough time convincing her to stay with Jon or one of the shield members." Mark glared over at Jon "you want to be her husband, yet you can't fucking keep her with you?" he snapped Jon rolled his eyes "it wasn't my dumb ass that ended up in the hospital! If you hadn't fought with her beforehand yesterday she wouldn't of felt the need to stay by your ass all night and went home with me!" getting tired of her father and brother attacking him.
"Ok guys not the time or the place." Hunter tried intervening "her and I wouldn't of been fighting had you actually been raised right!" ignoring Hunter Jon scuffed "That's your fucking issue isn't it? Not that I didn't ask your permission to marry her but she married a boy from the wrong side of town that you and your fucking son have deemed unfit for her from the get go, have I cheated on her? No I fucking didn't! Have I broken her spirit? No I fucking haven't in fact I have everything in my power this last fucking you to keep her together while you all have done everything you can to tear her fucking down! Sorry I'm not Brock Lesnar, Mark."
"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Hunter roared "MY NIECE, YOUR DAUGHTER AND YOUR WIFE." Pointing his finger at each man "Is missing, this isn't the TIME or the PLACE, so sit down shut up or take a fuckign walk!" he roared standing between the two men.
"Uh excuse me gentlemen." They heard from beside them "WHAT?" all three men turned yelling at the smaller man who shrank back "I uh think I found something." Then tension in the small room building as everyone watched the video.
You saw Sam walk out of the hospital and sit in the grass, Jon crossed his arms over his chest just needing to see the bastard that did this to her, frowning when they see Rena walk up to her and Matt Demonte from behind "Son of a bitch, where's Lesnar?" Jon yelled storming out of the room on a mission to find his wife's ex.
SAMS POV-
I groaned waking up my head pounding my arms tied over my head my back against a pole "Mm." I groaned pulling feeling the feel of metal against my wrists this time, hand cuffs "well well glad sleeping beauty could wake up and join us." I heard Rena's voice "Why?" my throat dry, my stomach turning.
"Why? She wants to know why?" Rena laughed "I don't know maybe because last year you decided it was ok to fuck my husband." Rolling my eyes "are you fucking kidding me?" I glared at her "you won Rena! He choose you! He always have chosen you!" trying to play into her ego, she nodded "his chosen me because I was pregnant, he came to end things with me all those years ago, he had a ring meant for you!" closing my eyes I didn't know this "it doesn't matter Rena I'm married I had a child with another man! I'm happy in my life, please let just not do this." I pleaded
"IT DOES MATTER! He still has that fucking ring! Ugh I even tried throwing it away and it came back into my home somehow, he loves you! His always loved you! He picked me because it was a moral compass I was pregnant with his child or so I made him believe." Frowning she lied to him? That was the miscarriage, frowning "I hoped if I got him away from you he'd love me, and we made a decent go of it, he still watched you, he still kept tabs on you, hell he paid for that lovely rehab hospital trip of yours." That who was the anonymous payer, I always thought it was a fan "his never loved me not even close to how his loved you, he filed for divorce, stated he was keeping a promise he made to you." Shit, oh shit that's what this was about.
"And what Rena you think if you hold me here long enough he'll what magically love you and want you back?" I asked pulling against the shackles.
Rena held the knife up nodding "your right, he may not love me, not like you, he never had a love for me like he held for you, it was sickening watching my husband pine over you, I gave him two beautiful sons yet I still wasn't good enough because I wasn't you, so maybe he might not love me, but he'll feel the pain of wanting someone who isn't there." I closed my eyes.
"Rena his going to find out your apart of this! Then what?" she rolled her eyes "just shut up." she snapped, I was getting to her "His going to find out and his going to hate you and he'll take those boys from you! He'll fucking destroy your life." I knew no matter what was going on between Brock and I he would never let her get away with this.
"AH!" I screamed out in pain as I felt a hit to my gut making me look back "Jesus." I cried out breathing feeling someone grab my face roughly, strongly making me open my eyes, my eyes widening seeing Matt Demount, last time I physically saw him was at the training center, suddenly fear flooding my body of what could actually happen to me here, "you shut your fucking mouth!" he shoved away from me, I closed my eyes letting out a cry.
"I don't think she's taking you serious big guy." I heard Rena obnoxious voice egged him on, I felt his disgusting fingers run down my arm making me flinch away not wanting him to touch me "I think she need to learn you mean business." Rena suggested as he grabbed my face pushing me against the wall making me cry out as he gripped my face "Ah!" I cried "Please I won't ever mention either of you, I never seen you, please." I begged crying as his hand cupped my breast with his free hand.
"You know I've watched you all over that scumbag Ambrose, letting him touch you when you thought you guys where alone, in hallways, pools, and you and Brock, you're precious Brock Lesnar, all those years ago, you like fucking men in public don't you, inside bar room stalls?" frowning as the memory of a drunken night between brock and I flashing in my mind, has matt been watching me for that long?
"Your just a little whore aren't you, you like this." Bill breathed in my face, I quickly turned as he went to kiss me, his lips landing on my cheek.
NO ONES POV-
Jon found out Brock was already at the arena, he was done with Brock lesnar "BROCK." He screamed through the halls shaking from anger "BROCK LESNAR!" finally opening a door the bigger and older man looking up surprised "what the fuck-"Jon cutting him off punching him in the mouth "where is she lesnar?" Jon screamed in his face.
"Where the fuck is who?" Brock yelled holding his mouth as Hunter and Mark came running in "Mark man get a grip on your son in law before I bust his face." Brock warned, Jon rolled his eyes "yea like to see you try asshole, my wife where the fuck is she?" being held back by Hunter just as Roman and Seth came into the locker room "Jesus not again!"
"How the fuck am I supposed to know where your wife is? Last time I saw her was at the hospital last night! What three days married and you can't tabs on your women?" Lesnar egged Jon on.
"Your wife and matt fucking took her." Mark glared at brock "so I'm asking you one time, one time only, did you know?" Brock covered his face "son of a fucking bitch!" throwing his water bottle across the room "that pyshco bitch! No mark I didn't fucking know, but I just served her with divorce papers and she blamed Sam, was convinced we were seeing each other again and that's why." Just as police showed up "hello I'm detective Branson." A man in a suit introduced himself.
Rene stood at the end of the hall listening to commotion, she didn't know Rena would do this! Covering her mouth as she listened to them questioning the men in the room, her phone began to ring frowning seeing it was Rena she quickly silenced it making her way to brocks locker room.
Michelle was the first one to see her glaring "what are you doing here?" well sams family defiantly knew "I uh, I might have some information, I don't know, I'm not sure." Making all eyes on her, including Jon's who looked a mix of confused and hurt, he genuinely was her friend until she did this, until she allowed Rena to get into her head.
"And you are?" the detective questioned "This is Rene Young she's one of our journalists, Rene what do you know?" Hunter questioned confused as Stephanie and Vince now made their way into the room "we already called our lawyer he should be here within the hour." Vince spoke up unaware.
Rene frowned "Well I know uh Rena tried to set Jon up, that's why I kissed him, and she wanted to hurt sam." Brock rubbed his face sitting down "Ok let's talk." The detective replied, Rene slowly started going into everything she knew, Rena and Matt working together, all of it.
SAMS POV-
"She's not answering." I frowned who wasn't answering? "Can we trust her?" Rena sighed "well she doesn't know this location so we're good on that." Who the fuck where they talking about? Just as Rena's phone began to ring "well about time! Oh do they? What did you tell them? Good, you did a good job, no just keep making them think that, good thinking." Before hanging up "told you nothing to worry about."
NO ONES POV-
Rene sighed calling Rena back "I know I'm sorry! I was being questioned by the cops! Nothing, I did exactly as you said if this happened made them think her and brock was fooling around, I even told them I witnessed them arguing last night her wanting to end things with him." Rena hanging up, looking at the detective who sighed rubbing his face.
"She's smart, she has a scrambler, and we can't trace her cell phone." Brock frowned "So let me get this straight her plan is to kidnap Sam, and pin it on me?" pointing to himself looking genuinely hurt by his ex-wife's actions.
Rene nodded "I didn't think she was serious! Just a scorned wife." Defending herself "I mean when would she of had oppirtornty she's always with Jon, roman, one of the girls, someone!"
Brock shook his head "that's on you, that's your guilt, and you're going to fuckign eat it." Looking at the men "set me up, make her think her plans working." No matter what the status of his and Samantha's relationship was he would always love her and never wanted her in danger or harmed epically over him.
SAMS POV-
"So tell me, what makes you so special my husband has held onto you all these years." Groaning my head starting to feel worse and my vision blurring "I don't know." I faintly responded feeling sick
"I think you two have been screwing all along, I don't think you two ever stopped." Nodding "Ok Rena." I didn't have the energy to fight with her, as my papa said you can't argue with crazy, my eyes burning thinking of my family "Please I just want to go home." Glancing at her "if I'm gonna die, please just let me go home." Rena rolled her eyes "Oh stop it, you are not the victim here! I AM." Biting my inner lip trying to stop myself from crying, using the back of my shoulder it wipe my face as tears fell "OH STOP IT." Backing handing me making me groan feeling the rusty taste of blood in my mouth.
"Start being honest! Don't patronize me!" she screamed this bitch was physco no wonder why brock was worried about leaving his sons with her! "I'm not Rena, Brock choose you! We fooled around when he came back for a month! He choose you again! I swear it's been over since!" Rena chuckled grabbing my chin with her thumb and index finger "you think I'm dumb! I know he kissed you! I know he flew out to see you when you're son died." Bring my head forward head butting her.
"Don't you dare bring my son into this!" I screamed fighting against the shackles "you stupid fucking bitch! You ever speak of my son again, I'll kill you." Rena laughed looking over at the door "you get that?" Matt coming from the door way with a video camera "Yes." Frowning "so." Rena smirked "you want to start being honest?"
"Rena I don't know how much more honesty you want from me! I told you!" I cried, I wanted Jon, I felt my lip quiver I wanted my dad "Rena I don't want Brock! I love my husband so much and I just want to go home to him please."
"Shut her up!" Rena hissed as her phone started to ring, Bill covered my mouth to quiet my cries as his hand wondering to the waist band of my pants.
"Turk honey what's wrong?" Rena faked concern "wait what? Oh my god put your dad on the phone." I started screaming louder for help praying Turk heard me, praying any one would hear me! My heart pounding fastly against my chest this was my chance "Brock what is going on? Turk sounds hysterical!" oh she was good, really good.
"Oh my god! Are you sure? Well I mean she did just have a baby that died, you sure it's not some type of depression? Are they sure she was taken? Why would they think it was you? " I had to give it to her she played it well, hopefully not well enough to make Brock buy her bullshit.
My eyes widened as I bit down on Bill's hand making him pull his hand off my mouth "BROCK HELP BROCK AH!" I screamed hoping Brock heard me as Rena ran up the stairs quickly saying it was the TV groaning as Bill punched me in my jaw making me cry "you fucking bitch! You'll pay for that.'' my eyes widened in fear as I shook my head crying "Please come on you were always such a good guy don't do this to me please. I've known you practically my entire life, please, bill you've known me since I was a little girl!" I begged as he ripped my shirt open exposing my bra, he ran his hand over Jon's love bit on my breast "Why do you let that street rat mark you up?" he ran his hand over the top of my breast.
Rena came down the stairs glaring at me "I hope you made her pay for that little stunt!" Rena glared, Bill smirked back at her "oh I did and I plan on some more." he cupped my breast hard, I felt vomit rise in my throat from his touch as I flinched away from his touch.
Rena smirked sickengly "well then I will leave you two lover birds alone, Brock sounds very distraught, I'm going to go over and see what I can do to help." she winked making me sick "maybe check in on Jon as well." Smirking I tried to lunge towards her Bill shoving me hard against the wall making me groan.
He turned back to me with a sickening smirk "No please don't, please you and my dad are friends, please don't do this." I cried my pleads falling on deaf ears as Bill ripped my pants off of me, I kicked at him trying to fight as much as I could being cuffed feeling liquid around my wrists pretty sure it was blood from pulling against them.
I shook my head "Please I'll go and I won't ever mention either of you I promise." I cried "NO DONT!" I kicked at him as he tried to pull my panties down kicking him hard.
He came up back handing me "FUCKING BITCH!" I yelled in my face before punching me in my nose making me cry "FINE you want it ROUGH, I'LL give it to you ROUGH like the little WHORE you ARE!" he sneered in my face "Just like your mother." he spat in my face causing me to cry out trying to twist my body away from him.
I frowned seeing a body thrown into the room with me "Rena will deal with you when she gets back." I frowned opening my eyes to see Rene sitting on the dirty basement floor.
"Can we just, I don't know for right now call a truce?" Rene tried, for all I cared she could go to hell, turning my head I could hear her sigh "Look Samantha we're here together, in this together, we can help each other through this." Rolling my eyes I was already kidnapped, beat and raped, what the fuck could she help me with "or you could just not talk to me that works to."
Brocks POV-
"They found video? Did it show who took her?" Rena asked sounding way to nice, I rubbed my face trying to keep my cool, this was way to fucking hard "I don't know, they seem to think it was me, I have nothing to do with it!" Playing my part, which was harder then it sounded I wanted to choke the shit out of my ex-wife for this.
"OCK! HE p AH!" I heard "what the fuck was that?" I asked her sitting up completely alerted "Oh the tv came off of mute, hey I'm going to head over there ok? I mean I could even be your alibi if you need, I know you wouldn't do this!" she replied sounding out of breath, my stomach knotted "uh yea ok, I rented a house I'll text you the address." I mumbled hanging up.
Looking over at her husband, father and the detectives "she's coming."
SAMS POV-
I looked to the side numbly as Bill finished, placing kisses on my collarbone "that pussy felt as good as I had imagine." he reached down running his hand over me, I closed my eyes as vomit came up I cough puking spitting it out.
"Oh baby don't worry it'll get better." he laughed making me turn my head and glare at him with what little bit of fight and energy I had left in me I spat on him, he laughed wiping it off, before back handing me "uh." I moaned as everything faded to black.
BROCKS POV-
I sat on the porch with a beer, I looked up at the sky "I'm not an emotional man, and I'm a fucking prick, I get it, but uh she doesn't deserve whatever is happening to her, please just keep her safe, bring her home, even if it's to Jon, he needed her, hell I need her." I prayed as Rena's car pulled up, I let a breath out as my ex-wife got out of the car "where's the boys?" she asked as I finished my beer tossing it ." I told her, she nodded her eyes on me cautiously as I ran a hand over my face
"Oh Brock honey people argue and your guys situation is rough, you have a right to feel what your feeling towards her right now, you couldn't of seen this happening." Rena tried soothing my, I nodded going to stand up, wobbling "Whoa Brock Whoa." she said putting her hand steading me "I uh I need something to drink." I told her walking back into the house
"Want a beer?" I yelled out as she followed me into the house, pulling the bottle of jack Daniels, and fuck I should be celebrating right now, I broke the fucking streak, that's something in itself, yet here I am dealing with this shit because I had to go and marry a crazy bitch.
I walked back to the living room stumbling a little "Whoa Brock maybe you've had enough." Rena said as I flopped down on the couch, I shrugged "they think I have something to do with this, they have it in their head her and I where fooling around" Rena rolled her eyes taking a swig of jack from the bottle.
Rena looking at me confused "where you two?" biting my lip I shrugged not caring if I hurt my ex-wife's feelings "If I thought she would come back to me, I would try, but she married Jon she fucking loves him, for whatever reason." No having to fake my bitterness on that, Sam would always be the one who got away and I have no one but myself to blame for that.
Rena cleared her throat looking down "well I mean I can be you're alibi like I said, there's no need for you to kid nap a grown women." It was getting harder and harder to control myself I wanted to choke the shit out of her, how could she do this? To me? To our sons? To Sam?
"I don't know they said they have video of a large sized man, fuck that could be half the locker room." I kept pushing Rena nodded "Of course I mean come on you're an asshole, Brock but I know you wouldn't do this." Placing her hand on my arm I couldn't do this, I didn't want her touching me "where the fuck is she Rena?" I snapped grabbing her throat Rena's hand clawing at my hands "Brock I don't know! Your drunk!" she pleaded "let go, please!" I shook my head never putting my hands on a women "that was her screaming in the back ground, WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE RENA!" I screamed in her face as the door swung open.
"Brock let go of her." the detective yelled as I dropped her, Rena gasping for air, I rolled my eyes "I want to press charges!" she screeched as the detective pulled out cuffs "Rena Lesnar you need to come with me about the disapprence of Samantha Callaway." the detective told her picking her up.
"Where is she Rena, just fucking tell me!" I felt helpless, she glared at me as the detectives put cuffs on her hands "she'll never be the same, she's damaged goods Brock, why couldn't you just love me!" Rena begged I glared down at her as if she was opponent across the ring from me "Because she's not a crazy fucking bitch! And she's not damaged, where she is!" I yelled hearing footsteps, I looked up to see mark and Michelle coming into the house "Brock man." pushing me away from my ex-wife.
I glared past them "Where the fuck is she Rena?" she smirked shrugging not caring, I knew she wasn't going to tell us, I hoped she would, we could end this, I prayed nothing terrible has happened to her, she's been through enough I didn't know how much more the women could take.
"She's where everything ended for me."Before the detectives walked her out "fuck" I yelled punching a hole in the wall.
Mark sighed rubbing his face "what the fuck does that mean Brock?" Rena's somewhat confession that made zero sense.
I shook my head leaning against the wall as Michele hugged onto Mark with tears in her eyes "I don't know man." I mumbled covering my mouth with my hand as my brain tried to figure out the riddle.
"Did you find her?" Jon's voice from behind him making him turn around all the anger he felt towards the younger man disappeared.
He looked as shitty as Brock felt, shaking his head "Trying to figure it out." Jon ran a hand over his face "I wanted to come with her, she's been struggling with all of this, her guilt eating at her, she said no it'd be disrespectful to you-" nodding towards mark "that she was fine with you, she was safe, I should've just stayed in the waiting room." Mark frowned hanging his head.
"I should've came with her." Jon muttered before walking back out of the house, his friends sitting on the porch, glancing at mark, this was bad, this was real bad.
Seemed like we were both blaming ourselves, I blew out a breath looking at her farther, he looked like shit "I should've just had her wait for me to finish being discharged, I think she wanted to give Michelle and Kiara time with me, I should've told her no." we all blamed ourselves right now, truth was this was on Rena and Bill.
I sat down on the couch trying to figure out what the hell Rena meant.
Where everything ended for her?
"Fuck."