I hope the cliffhanger didn't torture you too much! Here's the next chapter!
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Chapter 3: The Third Day
"Master." She said as she leaned her head against his hand. "I'm home."
He took his time processing what was happening. She was here. Jeannie was here. He took his hand and stroked her hair.
"Oh Jeannie, you don't know how much I've-" he stopped himself when he noticed she was fading. "Jeannie?" She didn't answer back. "Jeannie no, please don't!" All that was left was her face. "Jeannie!" It disappeared.
He woke up screaming her name. He was drenched in sweat and something was running down his face. He was crying. Tony hardly ever cried. He hardly ever cried real tears of pain. He couldn't believe he was crying. It was three in the morning and a slight breeze flew in through the window. He shivered. He didn't sleep for the rest of the morning. At 6:30, he got up and sat on the couch for a while. He knew he should eat, but he wasn't hungry. For the first time in his life, Tony Nelson wanted to crawl up in a whole and never come out.
It was Sunday, and he had the following day off, so he decided to go upstairs and read a bit. He soon regretted his idea when the first book he pulled out of the shelf was "The Arabian Nights". He couldn't bring himself to read it. He pulled out a book on astronomy and began reading. After five minutes, he realized he was reading the same sentence over and over again, and had no idea what it said. It was just like what had happened to him at the office.
He slammed the book shut, frustrated that he couldn't even read. He took out a piece of paper and began drawing. He felt a bit better when he realized he was concentrating on what he was doing. He took his time drawing, paying close attention to every little stroke his pencil made. He made sure all the shading was done correctly and there were no blurs anywhere. He stared down at the picture. It was Jeannie's face. He made sure every little detail was shown in the picture. It looked as thought it was a photograph. She is so beautiful. How did I not fall in love with her on the day that we met? No, don't lie to yourself Tony. You know you loved her since she kissed you on that island. You know you can't live without her. What am I doing then? I have to accept the fact that she's gone, that I'm probably never going to see her again. TONY! GET IT TROUGH YOUR STUBBORN HEAD. She's gone. You have to move on now, you lost your chance, and now you have to pay the consequences.
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After he ate, if you call drinking a glass of water and eating cracker that he had found at the bottom of Jeannie's "emergency" box, he decided to go out for a drive. He knew where he wanted to go. He drove along the beach and took the little path he had taking many times before when he would go out with Jeannie on their "dates". The memories quickly flooded to his head.
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~Years Ago~
"Jeannie, are you sure you're not cold?" Tony said as they were walking back to the car.
"Only a bit master, but it'll go away once we get into the car."
"No, Jeannie, here. Take my coat." Tony said as he was taking off his coat.
"But you'll get cold." Jeannie protested, but Tony had already wrapped the coat around her shoulders. Once they were in the car, Tony put the keys in the ignition and was about to start the car. "Oh master, do we have to leave yet? It's such a beautiful night and you don't have to work tomorrow…couldn't we stay a while longer?"
He knew Jeannie was right, he didn't have work to do, and he was really enjoying himself. "Yeah. Why not/" he said as he took the keys out and turned on the radio.
"Master?"
"Yeah, Jeannie?"
"You know that I am new at this, the whole "going out" business, and well I don't want to sound silly or anything, but what are we supposed to be doing?"
"We'll Jeannie, when two people go out together, and are alone in a car, like us, they usually…" his voice trailed off as he thought of some of the things he had done with past dates when he was younger. They all ended up in the same way, swollen lips and lip-stick stains. "uh, they usually talk."
"Well what would you and Melissa do when you would take her out?"
"Oh we, we just talked." What he and Melissa did was usually worse that what he had done with those other girls.
"Now master, I may not be a mind reader or a psychic, but I have come to know when you are lying." She was wondering why he would not just tell her.
"Well alright. I'll tell you. When couples go out like this they do usually talk, but that talk turns into flirting, and that flirting soon turns into kissing, and those kisses sometimes turn into something else…"he felt rather embarrassed that he was telling her this, but was surprised when he heard her response to what he had told her.
"Oh! Is that all?" Jeannie said as she giggled. "Back home, most women who become genies had to grant a few wishes along those lines to their masters," She paused and looked a bit disgusted. "Even if they didn't want to."
"Jeannie, did the Blue Djinn force you to…to do something you didn't want to do?" Tony said, immediately feeling protective over her.
"Only kiss him a couple of times, but nothing else. Although, I couldn't say the same for a few other girls I knew.
"Jeannie," he said sternly, as he turned to face her. "you do know that I would never ask anything like that of you, right?"
"Yes, master." She paused for a moment. "But you know what, master?"
"What?"
She leaned in closer. "I wouldn't mind if you did." And with that said, she placed a kiss on his lips.
It took Tony a moment to react. He knew he should try to fight it, and he tried, but after a few seconds, he just couldn't resist. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.
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