The Drug Dealer Goes To Church

10

AKEELA'S P.O.V - Continued

In a matter of a split second I was at an unknown, but familiar apartment, I'm guessing it's hers. Which is really weird, usually I would be at the place I consider my home. I looked down at her and she was knocked out so I'm guessing she does not know I just teleported here. I hope her friend will be able to find her way back home, but I honestly didn't care.

I held her like a princess as I lay her on the couch looking so peaceful. I grab a bucket from the kitchen to put beside her, it looked like she wouldn't mind throwing up in it.

I decided to stick around for a few minutes to look at the surroundings and I was indeed in her apartment which was probably a couple of floors below my penthouse. When you looked out the window you could see my balcony but not so clearly. I hear some shuffling on the couch and start to make a call to Devon.

"Yow, what happened bro, one minute you're here the next you are walking out with that girl. Where are you it's getting lit in here." he said sounding a bit more intoxicated than when I had left him. It did sound lit but I was not planning on leaving anytime soon. I just couldn't. I'd rather have to face her than to leave her here alone and confused. I mean I did just kidnap her. For what reason? I don't know. Or let's say, I can't admit that reason just yet.

"Yeah, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm calling it a night."I said turning back to see Anaise looking over the bucket I put out for her.

"How did I get here?" she asked groggy as I hung up on Dev before he could say anything further.

Ana saw me on the balcony turning off my phone and shot up from the couch patting her pockets probably looking for her phone. "It's charging in the kitchen." I said to her as she walked around the lounge scanning her surroundings.

She hasn't said a thing about my presence here, so I walked in putting my hands in my pocket hoping to stay a few minutes longer.

"Where is Angel?" She asked louder this time. "What's that?" I asked he unfazed. She looked at me oddly before pressing a button on her phone.

"Annaaa!!!" There was a loud shout on the other side of the phone. "You left me with all this booty man, where you at?"
The voice asked over the phone, assuming it's her Lego-sized friend, I rolled my eyes walking to her fridge to grab myself a bottle of water. "Uhm, excuse you!" She said looking at me.

"Oh, I see, you got a girl over? I might be bringing someone over later on, this is just a warning ayt?" She added as her phone dropped. Ana rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth looking back at me frowning.

"And then? What's with your face?" I asked closing the water bottle as I sat on her bar stool looking right at her cute face. She looks very adorable, even with a serious look on her. She couldn't be as mean as she tried to look.

"Nothing, just trying to understand what you're doing here, how we got here and why you're so comfortable doing anything in my....apartment." She crossed her arms now leaning her hip on the counter top.

I've never seen such beautiful poise mixed with zen and intuition sprinkled with allot of masculine sass.

"Okay, fair enough, uhm, you passed out, I took you home and now I'm checking if you're okay. That's all." I said trying to hide my guilt and embarrassment.
An epic fail!

She chuckled, getting off the counter and walking towards me. "Sure, keep lying to yourself, but leave me out of it" she expressed. Her scent was intoxication reincarnated, it lingered in my senses as she walked past me back to the couch. "I don't pass out after 4 shots and I definitely remember being kidnapped from the club, so try again" she added looking meaner than 5 seconds ago.