My eyes opened slowly as I had to continuously blink for them to adjust. Hesitantly looking around the room I was trying to figure out where I was. I saw a picture on the desk, it was of me and Azalea, oh I'm in my office! The back of my head began to throb so I rubbed it. As I slowly sat up, Joey was walking in. "Hey Franky, you okay? You passed out and hit your head, but I know you're a trooper so I didn't call the ambulance."
It all came back to me.. Savannah.. Her stunning sex appeal.. The phone call.. Azalea. She had been taken by Abdul Azim. I didn't realize how bad my head felt because my heart ached a hundred times worse. What can I do? What do I do? How do I go through my day knowing she's being held hostage.. Why her?
"Joey I'm going home. Be sure to lock up when you leave out tonight, alright?" He nodded his head as I grabbed my keys and walked out the garage doors. Getting in my car, I quickly put it in drive and sped off down the street. Taking back streets to get to my house, I was there in five minutes.
I walked in the front door to be attacked by Izzy. I gently rubbed her head and walked past her straight to the kitchen. Opening each and every cabinet trying to find out where Azalea hid the alcohol from me. "Ahhh!" The cabinet right of the sink. The first thing I saw.. E&J. I quickly grabbed it undoing the lid, putting the bottle up to my lips taking one big gulp. Just what I needed..
Where has the time gone? The room was suddenly dark and the only light came from the street light outside my window. I had fell asleep.. I looked down to see I was cuddling a bottle of Captain Morgan. My phone was lying next to me and I saw that I sent someone a drunken text. It was to someone named Savannah? Still feeling the alcohol having it's effect on me I struggled to remember who she was. "Savannah.. Savannah.. Savannah. Right! The Aston Martin."
Apparently I gave her my address and told her to come over. I eyed the room searching for any sign that she had been here. Nothing. I laid back down, I guess she decided not to come. I continued to drink my Captain Morgan, feeling it's effect on me worsen. I don't know if it was just my imagination or.. I heard the front door open..
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RomanceAzalea, a newly retired veteran, is just returning to the states and needs to start fresh. Oh and she's a lesbian. She hasn't been home in five years and a lot of things have changed. Now she's living in a world where people are actually gay and pro...
