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10:00pm , December
📍Unknown.
INDIA
India woke up feeling a sharp pain all through her stomach.
Her face felt bruised and beaten.
And she had an unbearable pain all through her ribs. She began to remember getting kicked by two mask
men when getting thrown in their van.
"Get up bitch". A manly voice spread through her ears.
Her vision began to clear up, seeing a black shadow towering over her.
It was Diddy.
"Pleasee" she cried out.
"Shut the fuck up". Diddy said taking a seat in the chair directly infront if her.
She was tied to a pipe with rope.
She got a view of her surroundings, she was seemingly tied up in a basement.
Nothing but pipes and a little lightbulb that hung from the ceiling.
Anger filled her body...and her blood began to boil.
"YOU THINK YOU'RE A BIG FUCKING MAN NOW ?? HUH ?"
"KIDNAPPING GIRLS YOU SICK FUCK!??" Anger all through her voice.
Diddy chuckled watching india huff and puff.
"Ella's gonna hate you forever you FUCKING PIG"! India spat.
Diddy smiled.
"Oh"
"She's gonna hate me". He said in a mocking voice.
"But lemme ask you this, she know you was fucking on that Von nigga all while they was together".
Diddy threw a stack of papers at india.
She looking seeing they were all papers with picture of her and Von having sex.
All positions.
India went silent.
Diddy smirked.
"Betcha didn't see that coming !?" Diddy said laughing.
"what do you want from mee". India couldn't help the tears from streaming down her face.
"Please just let me gooo" she begged and pleaded.
"You gonna work for me. Get me what I want."
"You help me and imma help you".
