"Ashley we gotta go outside. " Andy demanded over the loud ear splitting music.
Ashley was flirting with a small, blonde hair with huge boobs.
She was drunk. Andy could tell. Her makeup was smuged over her face and her hair was a matted mess.
Andy could see Ashley staring at her giant mammoth tits.
"Ash!" He freaked loud enough for him and the mammoth tits lady to glance over at Andy who stood a few feet away helplessly staring at the two in the ginormous crowd of drunk idiots.
"Why?" Ashley whines, Andy could here his drunken whine he was hammered. "Im not feeling good Ash come on!" Andy begs.
"Go yourself yah loosah!" Ashley demanded smiling.
Andy rolls his eyes and heads for the door knowing h couldn't stay inside much longer.
By the time he gets out the door he feels the giant wave of sicknesse hit him hard and he immediately ran to a nearby alley where he vomited hard onto the cement ground.
He vomited up all the beer, vodka and whatever else he had drank and than wiped his lips with his sleeveless arm.
As Andy catches his breath he noticed something strange.
He felt something odd, like he was being watched.
Andy holds back his fear and cautiously looks around.
"Ash?" Andy questions, as he looks around frantically.
The alley was dark, and ominous.
In the far right corner was a dumpster half open with a bit of food spilling out the top where Andy threw up.
"Ash? Is that you?"Andy asks again knowing for sure he was being watched.
H was about to repeat t his name but as he opened his mouth to speak he was grabbed by someone behind. Andy tried to scream but couldn't.
He tried fighting back but as he did he was hit with something over the head.
All he saw now was blackness.
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Ashley's P.O.V
Andy had been gone for a while now.
I grew worried after a while and headed out the door leaving the big mammoth tits lady behind.
The night was quiet, dark, eerie. The mid November air was cool and crisp and windless but still I managed to get goosebumps.
"Andy?" I question wandering towards an alley a few feet away.
As I approached I step in something.
"Nasty!" I cried aloud, my voice echoed and bounced off the brick buildings as I realized what it was.
Andy's vomit. "Yeck!"
I ignored the fact that Andy's puke was on the bottom of my favorite studded boots and call for him again.
Nothing.
I became worried, why hadn't I gone out with him when he needed me?
I should have listened.
Then I realized,he probably went to the hotel we were staying at.
I decided to walk since it was only a few blocks away.
As I approached the second block a car full of teenagers some high, some drunk drove by blaring dub step music which I despised."Gay!!" One of the hooted.
I fought back the urge to beat the shit out of him and countinued to walk with my head down.
On my 4th block I puked beside a fire hydrant in the quiet street
Thank god no one saw.
I reached the hotel on the 7th block.
Some windows of the tall building were on but the majority was off since it was 2am.
I checked in, and went to our room on the bottom floor.
I shared one with CC, and Andy.
Jake, Jinxx and the lighting guy slept in the other room.
When I opened the door heavy snores echoed the dark room.
But the snoring stopped as I shut the door.
"Whos there?" CCs asks sleepily in a groggy tone.
"Its just me." I whisper.
"Ok." He moaned, I could hear him fix his position on the bed.
"Hey CC did Andy come back? "
There was a long silent pause.
"Um no why?"
"He got sick and I thought he would come back here."
"I thought you were with him."
"I was. I just didn't go out with him when he asked me to."
"You mean you left him go by himself? "
I chocked on air. "Dont fucking put everything on me CC!"
"Okay im sorry. "
"Where do you think he is?" CC asks.
"Gone. Far from here,....CC I think...I think he was kidnapped. "
