A living Nighmare

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I woke up in the morning, with breakfast at the bottom of the bed. I turn my body away from it. I feel this horrible pain, right in the middle of my legs. I rub them softly. I look at them all red and bruised, I also see a glob of whitish streaks in the bed... I attmediatly throw up. I get off the bed and carefully walk over to the window which was chained up and locked. I start feeling over the bed for my phone. "Oh shit?!" I gasp. I forgot I left my phone in the living room. I hear someone walking up to the door. I got a spoon-full of eggs and grits, and mushed them around in my mouth. The food felt like they just came off the stove, they were burnin the hell out of my mouth. A big black man dressed in all black opened the door looking like Half gorilla-half Rick Ross.
"Prince wanna speak with you-" he said. "Any bad behavior will lead you in the same exact situation as shown." He said calmly and unhesitive. I went into the bathroom and spitted all of the food out even though it was so good.
" Can you carry me, please?!" I say nicely and childish. He then lifted me up and slowly carried me in his buff arms. I see Prince sitting in a throne like chair, with a thick robe on.
" well, did you enjoy yourself last night ?" He said giving off a smirk.
"Do I look like I had a good fucking time-" I say looking at him dead in his blue-diamond like eyes. He started laughing and showing all his evil-ness through his eyes.
" looks like it to me" he said smiling eyeing every inch of my bruised body.  I wonder if Tay in missing me.
Tay's p.o.v.
"Yall need to get word on Prince, this nigga got my girl!" I say to all my boys.
" I ain't fuckin playin-" I say catching Jamal laughing at the corner or my eye.
" what the fuck yo dumb ass laughin bout?!" I say yelling in his face having my finger on the trigger.
" hahaha none... It's just funny how you ain't really like this girl when YALL meet, but now you gone give orders and shit bout us goin over to Prince crazy ass house and rescue her." I lift up my gun 3 inches from his face with my finger still on the trigger. I back-Hand him, and kick him out his seat.
" nigga this ain't the only time I asked yo lazy ass to do something-" I shed a tear and wipe it off with the tip in my gun. "- just help a nigga out here... I can't handle Prince myself!" I say pointing my gun to all my boy's chest.  They all nod they head and cock they guns back." It's war time boys!" I yell out and head out the trap house.
Jazzie's p.o.v.
Princes eased up to me and kissed me on the neck. I wanted to punch him so bad but my hands were tied up. I leaned over to dodge him, but he managed to still kiss me; smelling like weed and whiskey. I spit in his face and tried to run. As I was trying to get up from the couch. He caught me and slapped me. He wiped off his face and licked his fingers.
BOOM!!!!!
A whole bunch of boys which vest and Jordan's came busting through the door. They look like Tay's boys." Help m-" I tried to scream but one of the men took me up stairs and through me in a room. As my body flew back it managed to slip the rope off my hands. I tried to open the door, CLICK, he lock the door.
BLATT...BLATT...TH-TH-AAA-TH-AAA, BLAT.

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