His Possession

08: Back at it

India // 12:03 AM
I layed in my bed and closed my eyes. I may never get to see my family again but at least they wont get killed by my 'Kidnapper'. Ryan left a few hours ago and explained the plan of what I had to do.

All I had to do was go with Jason and keep my family safe. I hope this thing with Jason wont last long. But

what if he still kills my family after I go with him?

I slowly dozed off into sleep till My bedroom door opened and I was shaken by a person. Jason.

"Sweetheart, Come on. We gotta go." He whispered .

"Okay but can you carry me?" I yawned turning slightly towards his voice

"No, India. We have to go. I dont have time for this." He said sternly.

I opened my eyes and rolled them, huffing before jerking up. Jason looked at me as if I was crazy.

" Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He asked raising his voice.

"Noooo. I just fucking got my eyes stuck in the back of my head. " I rolled my eyes again. I crossed my arms over my chest and put my weight on one leg.

Jason lifted his hand as if he was gonna hit me.

"Watch your fucking mouth! You and your fucking attitude needs to stop because I refuse to tolerate it India. Now You need to fucking listen and we need to go! Out of respect, Never and I mean never roll your eyes at me or there will be consequences." 

" I can do what the hell I want! I'm a grown ass woman and you aint gon sit in my house and tell me what I can and cannot do! And Out of respect? Really Jason! You dont earn respect." I yelled , looking straight into his eyes.

Jason's jaw clenched and his fist tightened. " I'm going to give you to the count of 3 to get your ass over here now."

Jason looked down at ghe floor and slowly lifted his head up.

"India, baby. I don't want to hurt you or ever put my hands on you.. but  I will if you disobey me." He said saying the last party slowly.

" 1.."

I remanded still and tapped my foot, testing him.

"2"

I looked around the room and stayed in place.

"..3" 

A small smile came over Jason's face.
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3rd person POV

Jason walked towards India and grabbed her by her hair. India squealed and grabbed his wrist trying to pry his hands off her new Brazilian hair.

' aint nobody got money to be wasting.'

He tightened his grip and pulled her roughly to his chest. " You need to start fucking listening! Damn your so fuckin hard headed."

Jason's fist threw India onto the hard wood floor of Indias room, causing India to hit her head on the end of the bed

Blood and pain  rushed out the side of India's head  knocking her out instantly.

Jason's fist connected against Her face repeatedly. Afterwards,  Jason grabbed her jaw and shook her trying to get her to wake up.

"India? Wake up." He looked around her face and continued to shake her.

"Baby. Stop playing with me, Wake up.." He shook her even harder.

Jason felt his vision get blurry and a tear roll down his cheek. He had hurt many people before, It was nothing new but he didnt want that someone to be his prised possession .

He checked her pulse and felt nothing..

"India, no! please not now. . " he cried

Jason stood up quickly and ran his fingers threw his hair
"Fuck!"
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