***WARNING*** This Chapter contains violent assaults and rape. If this makes you uncomfortable.. DO NOT READ! TY
After an hour or so, Bosco came back into the fire station, followed by Faith. He looked to Mikey and his sleeping mother as Jimmy walked to him. "What happened, man?"
Bosco looked up at him. "They traced the tire marks to an SUV. There are 25 registered to people within a 5-mile radius. They are checking all of them. Sully and Davis are out right now checking them out."
There was a still calm over the group, no one knew what to say or do. All they could do is wait.
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18 Hours Later
The family, along with Carlos, Faith, Ty and Sully were back at Rose's house. Sully had found no matches with the SUV's. A Cherokee is a common SUV is what he told Bosco. Bosco lay on his sister's old bed. He looked at some of the items still at his mother's house and found a letter in one of her jewelry boxes. It was the letter he told her write when she turned 16. He read it, admiring her handwriting. Looking over pictures, he sighed. She had many framed. One from her HS Graduation with Mikey, Ma and him hugging her. One with some friends, and another from her Academy graduation. As he looked around he found a diary. Popping it open he read some of the entries. After a few pages he fell asleep dropping the book.
Mikey made some coffee and everyone was having a cup when Rose's phone rang. Answering it she gasped, pointing to where Maurice was. Mikey walked to go get him, and Speaker phoned the call. Bosco came out to hear the sound of the man who had called him the day before.
"Hello Rose. Did you enjoy my video? More are on their way. Your daughter is coming down from her high, and I think I will have some fun."
"You bastard! You touch her and I will kill you!" Bosco yelled.
"Now Maurice. Any anger or hostility could easy end up hurting poor Mercedes. Bad enough she's begging for more Meth... imagine what else I could get her into. Maybe as much shyt as Mikey is into. Are you there Mikey?"
"I'm here..."
"Good. Who else is there? Those dumb cops that hid in the back of the Bus? I saw them. I have eyes on you at all times. Don't make a mistake like that again, or bad things can happen."
Someone knocks on the door.
"OOP My package has arrived. Enjoy!" The click of a hang up was heard and the phone shut off. Faith answered the door to see a package on the stoop. Ty got her a pair of Tongs, and she picked it up. Getting on her gloves, she opened it, finding an envelope and another video.
Opening the Envelope, she pulled out a lock of wavy black hair. It was Mercedes. Faith moved the tape to the VCR and turned the TV on. Sully took the envelope and moved for the door "I'm going to have this fingerprinted."
As he walked out the tape was on. Mercedes lay asleep on the bed. Her arms tied with Rope. They all sat to watch the tape.
*****Tape*****
2 men walked to Mercedes as the 3rd, still wearing his Clinton mask gave them orders. The 2 men laid Mercedes out and undid the rope. Moving the camcorder closer, the first man held her arms over her head, pinning them in place. It was obvious she was out of it. The 2nd man walked over to the end of the bed she was near and punched her across the face. Blood trickled from her mouth as she cried out. The Clinton man moved before the camcorder, and laughed.
"That was for being stupid and trying to catch me. Here." With the sentence he took off the mask, and his face was shown. Moving to the bed he looked down at Mercedes, and smiled in an evil way. Moving her head he woke her up.
"Apologize."
Mercedes just lay there. Shaking her head slowly.
"Apologize or there will be problems."
"Apologize. For what?" Her voice was soft, slurred.
"For being what you are."
"What am I?"
"You're a slut, and a Boscorelli. That more than enough reason."
"No. I will not apologize for being myself."
The man tore her bra off and pulled out a switchblade. "Apologize or suffer."
"I'm sorry. Please. Don't." She still didn't know there was a camera filming her.
"Good girl. Now..." Moving down, he sliced her panties off and removed them from under her.
"Your going to be the good slut you are and every time you scream, you will get a mark. Understand?"
"Please... no." she tried to close her legs, but he forced them open.
"Remember... 1 mark." He un-did his pants and before the camera started caressing her soft breasts. She started to cry, pleading for him not to do it.
"Shhh. You might enjoy it." He moved his hips to meet her as he grabbed her legs and roughly forced himself into her. Screaming in pain, she buckled slightly, arching her back in pain. The 2nd man took a blade and cut a line about an inch long into her stomach. Her body jerked as the man abused her. She could feel him in her stomach and that killed her. She tried to struggle, but the man holding her arms held her in place.
"Oh yea. You feel me Mercedes. Enjoy it. It'll be the last time you ever do anything like this again. You're so tight. Your driving me wild" He started forcing himself into her faster. She screamed and the second man punched her in the stomach. After a slight gurgling, Mercedes started to cry. She was in so much pain and her face showed that. After a few more minutes of the brutal rape, the man got of off her and traced his finger around her lining. Walking to the camera, he showed his bloody finger.
"Like what you see? I do." He moved to Mercedes and moved her head towards the camera. He pointed to it and made her look.
"Say hello to your mother and brothers." He waved and then the camera turned off for a moment.
The tape came back on to see Mercedes crouched in the corner, based on the time 4 hours had gone by since the rape. She was shaking and was naked except for a torn shirt she wore. The shirt was hers. She was sitting in the corner when 2 of the men walked up to her and pulled her to the middle of the cement floor. The camera moved slightly and zoomed in on her face as a foot came up and kicked her in the face snapping her back against the wall. The camera zoomed out to view the pummeling she was getting. Trying to crouch they were kicking and hitting her with a bat. Her body jerked with each kick and assault. They zoomed in on her face.
"Say goodbye to your family. I'm sure they enjoyed this."
The tape turns off.
After an hour or so, Bosco came back into the fire station, followed by Faith. He looked to Mikey and his sleeping mother as Jimmy walked to him. "What happened, man?"
Bosco looked up at him. "They traced the tire marks to an SUV. There are 25 registered to people within a 5-mile radius. They are checking all of them. Sully and Davis are out right now checking them out."
There was a still calm over the group, no one knew what to say or do. All they could do is wait.
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18 Hours Later
The family, along with Carlos, Faith, Ty and Sully were back at Rose's house. Sully had found no matches with the SUV's. A Cherokee is a common SUV is what he told Bosco. Bosco lay on his sister's old bed. He looked at some of the items still at his mother's house and found a letter in one of her jewelry boxes. It was the letter he told her write when she turned 16. He read it, admiring her handwriting. Looking over pictures, he sighed. She had many framed. One from her HS Graduation with Mikey, Ma and him hugging her. One with some friends, and another from her Academy graduation. As he looked around he found a diary. Popping it open he read some of the entries. After a few pages he fell asleep dropping the book.
Mikey made some coffee and everyone was having a cup when Rose's phone rang. Answering it she gasped, pointing to where Maurice was. Mikey walked to go get him, and Speaker phoned the call. Bosco came out to hear the sound of the man who had called him the day before.
"Hello Rose. Did you enjoy my video? More are on their way. Your daughter is coming down from her high, and I think I will have some fun."
"You bastard! You touch her and I will kill you!" Bosco yelled.
"Now Maurice. Any anger or hostility could easy end up hurting poor Mercedes. Bad enough she's begging for more Meth... imagine what else I could get her into. Maybe as much shyt as Mikey is into. Are you there Mikey?"
"I'm here..."
"Good. Who else is there? Those dumb cops that hid in the back of the Bus? I saw them. I have eyes on you at all times. Don't make a mistake like that again, or bad things can happen."
Someone knocks on the door.
"OOP My package has arrived. Enjoy!" The click of a hang up was heard and the phone shut off. Faith answered the door to see a package on the stoop. Ty got her a pair of Tongs, and she picked it up. Getting on her gloves, she opened it, finding an envelope and another video.
Opening the Envelope, she pulled out a lock of wavy black hair. It was Mercedes. Faith moved the tape to the VCR and turned the TV on. Sully took the envelope and moved for the door "I'm going to have this fingerprinted."
As he walked out the tape was on. Mercedes lay asleep on the bed. Her arms tied with Rope. They all sat to watch the tape.
*****Tape*****
2 men walked to Mercedes as the 3rd, still wearing his Clinton mask gave them orders. The 2 men laid Mercedes out and undid the rope. Moving the camcorder closer, the first man held her arms over her head, pinning them in place. It was obvious she was out of it. The 2nd man walked over to the end of the bed she was near and punched her across the face. Blood trickled from her mouth as she cried out. The Clinton man moved before the camcorder, and laughed.
"That was for being stupid and trying to catch me. Here." With the sentence he took off the mask, and his face was shown. Moving to the bed he looked down at Mercedes, and smiled in an evil way. Moving her head he woke her up.
"Apologize."
Mercedes just lay there. Shaking her head slowly.
"Apologize or there will be problems."
"Apologize. For what?" Her voice was soft, slurred.
"For being what you are."
"What am I?"
"You're a slut, and a Boscorelli. That more than enough reason."
"No. I will not apologize for being myself."
The man tore her bra off and pulled out a switchblade. "Apologize or suffer."
"I'm sorry. Please. Don't." She still didn't know there was a camera filming her.
"Good girl. Now..." Moving down, he sliced her panties off and removed them from under her.
"Your going to be the good slut you are and every time you scream, you will get a mark. Understand?"
"Please... no." she tried to close her legs, but he forced them open.
"Remember... 1 mark." He un-did his pants and before the camera started caressing her soft breasts. She started to cry, pleading for him not to do it.
"Shhh. You might enjoy it." He moved his hips to meet her as he grabbed her legs and roughly forced himself into her. Screaming in pain, she buckled slightly, arching her back in pain. The 2nd man took a blade and cut a line about an inch long into her stomach. Her body jerked as the man abused her. She could feel him in her stomach and that killed her. She tried to struggle, but the man holding her arms held her in place.
"Oh yea. You feel me Mercedes. Enjoy it. It'll be the last time you ever do anything like this again. You're so tight. Your driving me wild" He started forcing himself into her faster. She screamed and the second man punched her in the stomach. After a slight gurgling, Mercedes started to cry. She was in so much pain and her face showed that. After a few more minutes of the brutal rape, the man got of off her and traced his finger around her lining. Walking to the camera, he showed his bloody finger.
"Like what you see? I do." He moved to Mercedes and moved her head towards the camera. He pointed to it and made her look.
"Say hello to your mother and brothers." He waved and then the camera turned off for a moment.
The tape came back on to see Mercedes crouched in the corner, based on the time 4 hours had gone by since the rape. She was shaking and was naked except for a torn shirt she wore. The shirt was hers. She was sitting in the corner when 2 of the men walked up to her and pulled her to the middle of the cement floor. The camera moved slightly and zoomed in on her face as a foot came up and kicked her in the face snapping her back against the wall. The camera zoomed out to view the pummeling she was getting. Trying to crouch they were kicking and hitting her with a bat. Her body jerked with each kick and assault. They zoomed in on her face.
"Say goodbye to your family. I'm sure they enjoyed this."
The tape turns off.