From Rome with love (Book 4)

Did he misplace himself ?

*Tom*
I hear voices from downstairs, then footsteps coming up and the bedroom door opening. "Boo, are you awake ?" Maddie call out.

"Yeah.. somewhat". I sit up rubbing my eyes. Looking at my beautiful fiance. "Who was that ?"

"Dahlia.. she can't find Zac. He never came back to the hotel yesterday and his phone goes directly to the answering machine. When did you last see him ?" She looks nervous.

I am totally awake now. "He didn't come back ? But I saw him right before I left. He said he was going home too".

"How drunk was he Tom ?" She is biting her lip.

"Not much. A bit tipsy. But he was in full control of himself. I.. I thought he had just gone home". Fuck where is he ?

I quickly roll out of bed, grabbing my clothes. Maddie's voice is low. "Dahlia is completely out of it. This is not like Zac at all".

"You are right, it isn't". I start pulling my clothes on. "I'll be down in a minute, and then we are going to call everyone, checking if anyone saw him leave okay ?"

"Yeah okay". She walks towards the door, then turns. "We have to find him Tom. He has to be okay".

I hurriedly get dress and make my way downstairs. Were Maddie is serving Dahlia a cup of tea. I go to hug her. "Hi darling. Don't you worry. We'll find him".

"Hi Tom. I just.. where could he be ? What if he is hurt ?" She looks about to cry and I hug her again.

"I am going to call everyone who was there and then I will call the hospitals just in case, okay ? We will find him".

I go to the kitchen making the calls, leaving the girls in the living room. No one has seen Zac leave. But no one saw him there after I left either. The last person I call is Stefan, not really wanting to talk to him. It take some time before he picks up, sounding hung over. "Tom ? Hi".

"Hi Stefan. I was wondering if you saw Zac after I left last night ? He seems to have misplaced himself". I say.

"Nope didn't see him after you left". He jawn.

Another blank. "Well Sorry I disturbed..".

"I did see him right before you left though". He say, sounding what.. kind of angry. "Such a fucking hypocrite".

"Wait what ?" I mean where does he come of calling Zac a hypocrite. "What are you talking about ? Did you see him leave ?"

He sound almost pleased with himself. "Sure did, and with that cheap whore of a stripper nonetheless".

"No.. no you must have seen wrong. He probably helped her get a car or something". Zac might have done that despite everything.

"Nope, he left with her. And now I am going back to sleep. See you Tom". He hangs up and I am just staring at the phone.

*Zac*
I feel groggy and confused as a harsh light are pulling me back to the world of the living. Why do I feel like I have the worst hangover in recorded history ? I didn't drink that much last night.. did I ?

Damn my mouth feels like I have been licking sandpaper and my head is pounding. I reach out for Dahlia. "Baby I don't feel so good".

"Oh Your poor thing. Why don't you let us kiss it all away". She purrs, pressing her body against mine.

Something is wrong, very wrong. The voice is wrong, the body is wrong. The breasts pressing against me feels to hard. And us ? Did she say us ? Another body press against my back, an arm sliding around my waist.

"Fuck". I jump out of bed, grabbing the cover to wrap around me while I blink furiously, trying to make my eyes focus. When they do I wish they never had. On the bed is Ginger, the stripper and her mousy friend, both naked. "What the fuck.. what are you doing here ? Where am I ?"

Ginger pads the bed. "Right where you should be lover boy. I definitely didn't hear you complain last night. Come on Ginger needs some lovin'".

"No.. no". My head is spinning. I couldn't have done that. I am not that man anymore. I would never do that to Dahlia. "No you are lying, you have to be lying".

She giggles. "Oh you are so funny. No we only played scrabble. That is why we are all naked and every hole in my body are sore right ? You had a bit of fun, so what ? That pretty little wife of yours don't need to know".

I suddenly feel nauseous and run to the bathroom, throwing up again and again. Short flashes of her kissing me, my hands on her body, that other woman having her mouth.. oh God.. I throw up again. I just want this nightmare to end.

"What did you do to me ? I don't remember anything. You said Stefan had hit you, I went to help.. then only flashes. You did something". I am quickly pulling my clothes on.

She smiles at me. "You must have been more drunk that you seemed. I just ..you know, repeated my offer and you accepted more than willingly, didn't he Elena ?"

The mousy girl nods, smiling shyly. "You even suggested I join you".

I just shake my head and find my things on a table, grabbing them before running out of there. Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what to do ?

Luckily I get a cab fast and I give the driver Tom's address. I need someone to talk to, someone I can trust. I need to figure out what to do.

As I arrive Tom opens the door. "Shit Zac, where have you been ? Dahlia is here, we were all so worried".

"Dahlia is here ?" I realise I have no choice. "I need to talk to her".