Hey... how yall doing?
TW: ABUSE
It had been three weeks since Will started stalking Mercedes and from that moment on he learned a lot. He learned that she preferred to wear bright colors, but she did wear blacks and greys, she loved Sam dearly and that was never going to change, he learned that they had sex a lot, he learned the little whimpers that she made when Sam kisses on her neck. However, the thing that he was grateful to learn the most was Mercedes's connection with Luxe. She didn't just work there she owned it, she was the reason why he lost his precious membership, and he lost it because some of those girls snitched on him. Despite his initial anger, he knew he was going to be able to exact his revenge. He was going to exact it tonight.
See Will had been more than patient about this whole ordeal. Lying to Emma about his whereabouts, watching Sam and Mercedes have sex. He had waited his time and now it was time for him to collect his reward. This was the perfect time to do so. Mercedes was alone there was barely in security and she was distracted. All he had to was sneak in and sneak out. He fished out his rag and bottle of chloroform and opened the windows a bit before dousing the rag in the cloth. He placed it in his pocket gently before taking a deep breath to mentally collect himself.
Sam was gone to his parent's house and Mercedes stayed back at their place working. If he was going to get Mercedes he was going to have to get her now. He slipped out of his car and made his way through the penthouse building. He picked the lock and stepped into the house. He checked his security footage from his phone and noticed that Mercedes was still in the office. He crept into the house quietly and made it to the office door. He took out the rag that had the chloroform doused on it and sneaked in and before Mercedes could notice what was happening a filthy smelling rag was covering her face and she was knocked out. Cold.
"Mercedes, babe I am back," Sam called out. He had just left his parent's house and wanted nothing more than to snuggle with Mercedes and go to sleep. He checked their bedroom, and she wasn't there, he checked the kitchen and living room, and there was no sign of her. He knew she hadn't left because her car was still in the parking garage. He headed to the office and he knew the minute that he walked in something was more than off.
Mercedes took pride in all her organization and she hated clutter, so he was very confused as to why her papers were flung around the office. Another thing he noticed was that her laptop was still on she always turned it off. Ever since he grilled her about since her last laptop broke because she kept it on all the time Something was wrong.
He fished out his phone and dialed her number and normally she picked up on the first ring but he heard her phone coming from the master bedroom. Mercedes never went anywhere without her phone. Sam raced into the room and grabbed the phone as he felt the blood drain from his face.
He dialed his dad's number and waited impatiently for the phone to pick up.
"Hey son," Dwight said happily.
"Mercedes is gone," Sam said seriously.
"What, maybe she is just at the club tonight,"
"No dad, her phone is still here, her office is a mess and she never leaves it like that. She would have texted me if she was going to go out with someone, but she specifically told me that-" Sam stopped mid-sentence as he looked over to the dresser. He noticed that the bright blue vase that Mercedes had bought for the room had a black spec on it with a blinking light. He leaned forward and grabbed the spec and noticed that it wasn't a spec it was in fact a camera.
"Sam hey are you there,"
"Someone taped the house," Sam replied as the emotion of fear was added with rage.
"What?" Dwight growled.
"Someone bugged the fucking house. I found a camera, someone bugged the house and took Mercedes when she was all alone?" Sam replied.
"Look find the other cameras, and then come here so we can figure out what else we have to do," Dwight said.
"Dad, what if she is-"
"Hey don't talk that," Dwight snapped, "We are going to find her," Sam nodded his head before hanging up the phone and going about the rest of the apartment. He found some cameras in the kitchen that were attached to the cabinet doors, he found some in the office, all of them strategically placed throughout the house. Eventually, Sam's rage grew out of his body he screamed and tore the house up. He threw around chairs, broke a table, kicked over the lamp, and so many other things. When he was finally tired he took the ring out of his pocket and looked at it and let his tears fall.
"I'm going to get you back baby. I promise."
When Mercedes woke up she felt dizzy and her head was killing her. She went to rub her temple but she noticed that one of her wrists was cuffed to a bed. She examined her surroundings and she noticed that she was in a nicely sized room on a clean bed and her clothes were still on. Then the memories of what happened flooded her brain. She had been kidnapped and now she was out in the middle of nowhere with God knows who. How the hell was she going to escape?
"Well look who finally decided to wake up," Will said as he came into the room.
"What the fuck is this Will?" She growled.
"Oh this my sweet precious Mercedes this is what I like to call a good old-fashioned kidnapping. See in order to get whatever I want from the Evans more specifically that boyfriend of yours I get you. I use you as a bargaining chip and get whatever I want." explained Will.
"The Evans are powerful Will, they will know it is you who has done this and when they find out not even God himself will be able to save you." Mercedes hissed.
"Is that what you think? That the Evans will come and save you, that the headlines will read Dwight Evans saves son girlfriend. Awe you really are that gullible. See we are out in my vacation cottage which is about maybe five hours away from the Evans, did I mention we are off the grid. They won't be able to find you so that just leaves me you and alone. At all times."
"You won't get away with this,"
"You know I have learned about you and Sam. He gets up every morning super early three o clock in the morning. He goes to the gym across the street from yall's place, then he comes back. By the time he comes back you already awake about to shower and he jumps in with you, you two have morning sex, then you have coffee kiss each other goodbye, and go about your separate ways."
"How in the hell-,"
"But then I noticed that you started driving to this place called Luxe. You know the gentleman's club that used to try and blackmail me. Well, it occurred to me what the hell would you be doing there unless you needed to talk to your contacts but that would just require a simple phone call. You go there every morning and then I wondered she couldn't possibly work there, because I was a very prominent member I knew every girl, I could tell the difference just by looking at their breasts. Then it's me, you work there behind the scenes. Not only that but you are the owner. Those girls told you about me and that is how you were able to get that information. And you sent me the email letting me know that my membership was terminated. Isn't that funny."
"Get to the point Will,"
"My point is that I know you, I know everything from your best friend to your favorite jewelry, down to where you work. I know you, Mercedes. I feel like I have dated you. In fact, I feel like I know you better than Sam." Will smiled as he stood up and walked over to Mercedes.
"Don't you fucking touch me," Mercedes growled as she pushed herself against the bedframe.
"Where are you going to go Mercedes huh. It is just me and you," Will calmly remarked as he sat down and reached out and touched Mercedes's face as she moved it away from his hands.
"I finally get to do what I have dreamed about doing since the moment I laid eyes on you,"
"Sam will fucking kill you,"
"Then a happy man I will die." He said. He reached over and grabbed Mercedes's face between his hands and pulled her into a forceful kiss. Mercedes nearly vomited she bit his lip and when he pulled away in she spat in his face.
Will's eyes darkened and struck Mercedes across her face with a closed fist.
"Since you want to play rough we can do that," He growled. He grabbed the other handcuffed and with much struggle he handcuffed Mercede's other hand to the arm. When Mercedes started kicking him he lost his willpower and clocked her in the face again, this time leaving blood pouring out of Mercedes's mouth.
"LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!" Will screamed as he removed his shirt and started to unbuckle his hands and laid down on Mercedes.
Mercedes would not let the tears fall from her face. She just hoped and prayed that someone would find her, and they would make it quick.
When Sam made it to his parent's house in the dark of the night his eyes were swollen and bloodshot red. He had been crying for the longest time and the anger boiling in his belly wouldn't allow him to rest until he found Mercedes. He pulled into the driveway and marched into the house and there were his parents sitting in their robes at the kitchen island with their security detail.
"Oh Sam," Mary said as she walked over to him and pulled him in the greatest hug she could muster. Sam hugged his mother back before pulling away and taking a seat by his father.
"The first thing you all need to do is close down Luxe," Matt spoke.
"What?"
"People will be under the pretense that something is wrong and want to help, someone might be able to give you answers, and others might just want to help. Is Luxe open tonight?" Matt questioned.
"No, it is closed tonight, as far as people wanting to help I called her three good friends Santana Lopez, Quinn Fabray, and Brittany S. Pierce. They work at the club but run it when Mercedes is gone, they can help us." Sam spoke.
"Fine, that will work, do you know anyone who could have done this?"
"No, Mercedes is too sweet and pure, no one would hurt her she makes friends wherever she goes," Sam spoke.
"Look Sam we are going to do everything in our power to find her. So did you bring the cameras over here?"
Sam nodded and pulled the camera from his pocket and placed them on the counter.
"I can see if one of my tech guys can trace it." Matt spoke, "Let me go make the call," He said as he left the room.
"I can't believe that someone would take her. I don't know what I am going to do. Fuck I need to call her folks." Sam said. Sam and Mercedes lived in Lansing, Michigan but her parents lived in Nashville, Tennesse. He knew he was going to have to make the devasting phone call towards them. He fished out his phone and dialed Ms. Sinclair's number.
"Sam is everything ok." She questioned in an instant.
"No, Ms. Sinclair, someone took Mercedes."
"What?"
"I was out and she was taken, I am doing everything I can to find her but I needed to call you and let her father know as well." He answered.
"Thank you, Sam, I'm on the first flight there."
"Ok bye," Sam replied. He then dialed Mr. Jones's number and not to his surprise he didn't answer. Mercedes had told Sam that the reason why Sinclair and Mr. Jones had divorced when Mercedes was just five is that he never really cared for Mercedes or her mother. He was never home, he cared about work more than anything, and that is why he didn't have a relationship with her daughter.
Sam just sent a quick text letting him know the circumstances before going back to his parents.
"Sam go up to your room and get some sleep ok son," Dwight said. Not wanting to put up a fight Sam headed to his bedroom and crashed on the bed crying himself to sleep.
He was going to find the motherfucker that Mercedes from him and when he did there was going to be hell to pay.