THE DIDDLER

chapter 1 freaks

Yung Miami pov

He pulled up a short time after he said he would. He told me to pack a bag and grab any video tapes, cameras , cell phones that had anything to do with him in any way. I tried to hurry up fast and grab everything that I could think of because I didn't want to disappoint him and keep him waiting too long. He was growing impatient and he started yelling for me to hurry up. Later in the car I asked him where we were going and he told me that we were going to Dubai. My baby daddy had my kids so I didn't have to worry about them but the 15-hour flight was hell I didn't expect to be sitting that long my legs were going numb and he told me to stand up and do jumping jacks I was embarrassed but I did what he told me and I didn't stop until we landed. I was more than tired. I was exhausted mentally and physically and now I was scared because he told me I couldn't tell anybody where he was taking me. Now I'm a city girl and I've been in some sticky situations but we did it. You could never tell sometimes what was going on in his mind. He told me that he made me exercise because I was getting fat since being with him I lost over 50 lb. We got off the plane like I said I was exhausted and sweaty as hell but for some strange reason he liked me that way. As soon as we got off the Runway we got an all black truck and he told me to take off my panties. He took a big whiff from them, sweaty and all and then he began to eat me out. This man was crazy but I loved it. I never knew what he was going to do next.
Diddy pov

I really didn't have a plan now I just wanted to get away to get my mind together. I've been in Dubai for the past 2 months and I have slept with over 60 women. But I easily got bored of them and Miami . I missed fucking men .Here in Dubai homosexuality was prohibited. and I had done enough Breaking the Law. I hadn't talked to meek for like 6 months now so I shot him a text to see what he was up to. He hit me back with a quick text that read in a meeting can't talk now. I knew it was bullshit . But why was he stalling. He better have a pretty good reason not to answer any of my calls or text. cuz if  I find out he works with the feds ima but my foot in his ass. He was my bitch and my bitches never snitched on Daddy or made me wait. I see now he was going to have to learn the hard way. Thinking now, that is probably the reason why I haven't been able to reach him. I would soon find out though. Shit  made it feel some type of way. Something was up, it had me a little nervous so I needed to calm my nerves by doing a little cocaine. I made about six lines on my piano taking snorting too for myself, and then signaling for Miami to join me. She didn't want to and said it was going to turn her into a crackhead. I told her that it was just a party drug. And it will make her feel good, and not have a care in the world. YET She still hesitated and for that I backhanded her into the piano keys. She was fearful that I would strike her again so she got up, grabbed the credit card and $100 bill that was rolled up and did what I asked of her. She snorted the rest of the lines. Then she sat down on the piano bench started nodding off. After a while she chirped up and began to laugh hysterically record herself twerking while trying to play the piano. I told her to move out the way I was going to show her how it's done. I began to play a medley of. Every step I take the song that I have written for Big after his passing.

Karma catching up. I once said that I didn't care who had to die or who had to go to jail. I was going to make it and I was going to profit off of everything I made. And the only thing that was standing in my way after making  Big, was Suge knight. And Tupac turns out they were making a plan to do business behind my back. I was Big's manager but he would seeking out another. He was seeking Pac to take my place and I couldn't have that. so I made sure he ended it. And Suge eventually some years later I got enough evidence to put it away. Now he was no saint. He killed a lot of people and he hurt a lot of people so to see him behind bars was the icing on the cake that I needed. But now Mace was giving me a hard time. it was true I never paid my artist and I skimmed so much money from them and gave them Pennies on the dollar but now, he  was telling anybody that would listen. So i tried to play the game and give them crumbs . But now it was time to pay so I gave those who were still alive their Masters and publishing about 2 years ago before all this shit happened.  And all hell broke loose but they were greedy. It wasn't good enough for them and Big's mom was causing a big Ruckus. She told every news station and every radio station  the story of how I played her son . At the start of bad boy I signed big for 25 Grand. He was my only and first artist . He had a lot of talent and I made Millions off of him. Even after his death I publicized his death and used it as a marketing scheme for the label. Before Big died I purchased his publishing. And took out a life insurance policy on him. Big was my first artist.  He dropped his first album in 1994. By 1995 bad boy was number one on billboard. Then I brought on mase and 122. In 1997 Big died. He was our first artist and cash cow so when he died I expected a big drop in income.  but after I released life after death his second studio album after died it blew up bigger than I could ever imagine. Big was killed in the drive by.  The media slandered my name and said I had something to do with it, seeing as though big wasn't happy with the label. He was 24 years old when he died. Tupac died just the  previous year before him so somehow the media. Started saying the deaths were connected,  and the only ones who had something to gain was myself and Knight. Somehow the media  thought that it was all a money grab.