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India's pov
"WHERE TF IS MY SHIT AT YOU RAT ASS BITCH!!!" Jacob yelled at me as he sent blows to my face. He couldnt find his gold chain or his rolex so he thinks i hid or stole it.
"Jacob stop plz, I dont know where its at, you probably missed placed it!" I said hoping he would stop, after a few more blows to the nose he finally stop.
"Stupid bitch" he mumbled loud enough for me to hear. Once i heard the door slam down stairs i slowly got up off the floor wincing in pain. I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror as tears rolled down my face.
I had a black eye on my right eye, a bloody nose, a handprint on the left side of my face, a busted lip, and the right side of my face swollen.
I slowly walked down the stairs trying not to hurt myself even more.
Once i reached the kitchen i walked over to the fridge opening the freezer grabbing the ice pack. I wrapped it in paper towel but not to much to the point where i couldnt feel the coldness.
I went in the living room turned on the tv and started watching paw patrol. This was lows my fav kid show other than spongebob and Doc Mcstuffins. Ten minutes into paw patrol my rose gold iphone 6s plus lit up on the side of me indicating that i have a message.
Best💖👭👀: Heyyy bitchhhhhh❗
Hey bestfrannnnn😂
Best💖👭👀: Wyd, actually i dont care wat u doin be ready by 2pm.....we goin shoppin👀
I didnt even bother reply back cuz i know either way i was gonna be going.
I looked at the time and it read 12:00 so i decided to just get ready now. I walked back into the kitchen and put the ice pack back. It wasnt as bad as it was before but it was still a lil swollen. I walked uo the stairs and to my room. I opened my closet and decided on my August Alsina hoodie dat i made into a half shirt with my black leggings and black huaraches. I walked into the bathroom and started the shower and got in 20 mins later i got out the shower wrapped my towel around me and walked into my room. I put my clothes on and went to my dressing mirror/desk i plugged up my flat irons and started flat ironing my hair.
After i finished my hair i started putting on my make-up to cover my bruises. About 30 mins later i heard a horn beep out side. I grabbed my purse along with my charger and phone and walked outside making sure to lock the doors.
"Heyy thott!" my bestfriend Shania said.
"Heyy hoeee!" i said making my voice sound just like hers.
"Sooooo any tea to spillll" i asked looking over at her to see her smiling which she doesnt do on the regular.
"Well i just might have some tea to spill... Lets just say that iont know i maybe or prolly so got me and my bestfriend tickets to AUGUST ALSINA AND CHRIS BROWNS CONCERT HERE IN ATLANTA!!!!!!" she screamed making me scream also.
"OMFGGG AUGUST FINE ASS IS FINNA BE GETTIN IT INNN" i yelled as we pulled up to the mall. We got out the car and started walking around going into different stores.
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2 HOURS LATER
We finally left the mall heading back to her place and just chilled and ordered pizza when it hit 10:00 i decided to start heading back home.
Once she dropped me back off at home i said bye and walked up to the house and unlocked the door luckly jacob wasnt home yet so i went in the kitchen and started cooking about 25mins later the gumbo was done. Since Jacob wasnt home yet i wrapped up the food and went up stairs to take a shower. And since i didnt give you and introduction imma take the time to do that my name is India Westbrooks im 21 years old i dont have any family when i was younger my mom picked drugs and boys over me but i couldnt leave because my other family members didnt mess wit my mom once she started doing the things she was doing. I had an older brother who was always there for me. He would always protect me when my mother tended to hit me when she was high off drugs he even protected me from the grown men who would always try to touch me except for one and ill never forget it.
Flashback
I was at home all alone. My brother was at basketball practice and my mom was god knows where. I heard a door open from downstairs and my moms voice and what sounded like a grown mens voice. I heard them come upstairs and walk past my room. I staryed hearing moaning so i got up and grabbed my head phones and started blasting You belong to somebody else by dej loaf ft.jacquees.
I was slowly drifting to sleep til heard my door open thinking it was just jordan since we shared a room i ignored it but then i felt something rubbin on my butt. I quickly open my eyes and jump up noticing it was a man.
"What are you doing in my room. Get out!" i yelled hoping my mom would come and get him out but she never came.
He then started moving closer to me as i was backing up. I could no longer back up because my back was up against the headboard.
"You know, you are really beautiful. What are you, like 10."he asked as i just looked at him scared fo my life. All of a sudden he roughly grabs me and forces my clothes off as im screaming stop and yelling for my mother but she wasnt there. She wasnt there to help me. He then slapped me telling me to shutup as he roughly forces himself into me as im still crying and screaming. He then punches me repeatedly in my face each time i made a noise. As he was still going my door opened but he didnt stop. I looked to see who it was and it was my mother and she just stood there and did nothing. I started screaming again and she walked over to me while he was still going telling me it was gone be okay. Once he was done him and my mother both stood up and he handed her what looked like cocaine and money i just stared at her with tears flooding down my eyes. Later on that day the police is knocking on the door me and my mom went to the door but i walked ahead of her opening the door.
"Hi is this the family of Chris Westbrooks?"they asked. I nodded my head saying yes at the same time.
"Im so sorry to inform you that. Chris Westbrooks was anouced dead at 5:39p.m." they said and at that point i ran up to my room closed and locked my door and crawled in Chris's bed crying my eyes out i couldnt sleep i hadnt slept fo 3 days straight i hadnt even eaten if i did it would be something as small as a piece of bread or a bite of and apple and that was it. When the funeral came around i seen some of my aunts. I walked up to my aunt jen.
"Hey auntie" i said with my head down since my eyes were Puffy and blood shot red.
"Oh my hey indie" she said calling me by my nickname she gave me causing me to look up at her with a small smile on my face.
"Oh my darling you look a mess i know this all isnt because of chris is there something going on at home" she asked reading right through me. But it was true i wasnt just crying because of chris i was also crying because i was angry that my own kother would sit there and watch me get raped i was angry because my own mother wasnt and still isnt here for me i was angry because that man did that to me. I jist had so much hurt and anger built up in me. But should i tell my aunt this, will she do anything about it. But if i tell her will she get me out that house would she help me. Knowing my aunt jen she would help me. My aunt was the sweetest and nicest oitof all my aunts. Even tho she didnt like my mom she still communicated with me somehow.
"I-i was r-r-raped b-by one of m-my moms f-f-ffiends" i said cryin all over again as she held me. And like i thought right after the funeral she tookme home packed my stuff and took care of me until she passed also.
Flashback over
So there's my story and this whole Jacob thing is just the icing on the top.
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Short ik but bare with me
Ill be updating on a basic
SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES
And yes this is an august alsina story
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