Captured by Florest

                Florest POV   Sometimes I wonder if I have a sign on my head that attract assholes. Cause that's the only explanation of how I get to be kidnapped by an ugly as fuck alien when they are billions of girls out there, not that I'm wishing any of them bad but "why me"..  I stressed. I mean -- come on there are beautiful girls out there, look at me I'm nothing special, I'm just .....me, why couldn't you bastard just give a girl a break.          I was minding my own business cause I had a bad day already, first ,my boyfriend dumped me for a bimbo he met at work so he could have free sex.  I met Henry at my work, i work as a chef at an African American restaurant where I met henry, he was on a business meeting with his associates and complimented on the food I cooked. So i came out to thank them for coming and the compliments, then

      Florest POV           About an hour after I had gone through my plans in my head, I heard a distance sound like a door opening, my nerves were on alert as I sat straight, already on edge as I kept waiting for what's on the other side to show,  I kept chanting in my head ' don't panic, don't panic ' repeatedly, I can hear footsteps getting closer now. Then it stopped right in front of the door             I heard a beeping sound, and a few seconds later the door lock clicked turning green. I pursed my lips,"hmmm so I will need like an access card to open doors for me" I thought. When the door opened I tried to school my face the best I can ,so as not to show any emotion that will leave me vulnerable.the door revealed a reptile creature with an elongated face and bleary eyes and he is about 9 feet tall, it's so big and wide it could crush me with one hand.

  Florest POV   I slowly walked to what looks like a market place. " Whoa!!., holy shiiit ", I gasped. This is an alien world alright.  Lots of people -- aliens going back and forth, talking at the same time. It looks busy and full, even at night time, lots of canopy stands with different colors and shades displayed in front of shops to show their goods. i looked longingly at some bags displayed at one shop, I don't have any money with me. The situation I'm in all came rushing back to me. I sombered, I need to find a place to keep my head down for a while. I wonder if I can find a job in exchange for room and board. I approached a bar , it looks chic and has a fun vibe to it. People are schattered around on chairs, the bar is full of people sipping their drinks and chatting. A busy bar, perfect for a part time job. they always need somebody to fill a space for another person.            

Cohl POV   "Fuck" I cursed , where are sa'ard and Tariq, I ve sent them a message for help for a while now, could it be that paax figured out my secret communicator and hacked into it.... 'No, I don't think so, no one knows about it except from tariq and sa'ard, and they will die before exposing anything about me'', I nod. Something seems to be blocking me from transmitting or receiving any message, they must have figured out I might have means of communication and are taking great measure at stopping me. I blew out a breath, my friends are smart, they will figure out what to do.       I tug on the rope that ties my hand, grunting, that bitch sure know how to tie a knot. Fuck!!, I need to get out of here, Venice just left now, probably to bring back up. Trying again, I can untie the rope but it's going to take some time. Time that I don't have. I need to warn my friends that they are in danger. Then I heard