The Midnight Within

Chapter 46

Stuffed Mia stood watching Zakk moved around the Buffett like a bee in a flower garden. She was always amazed by his ability to chow down, although she was going to have to cut him off soon. She herself had been hungrier than she had thought and was going to suggest that they split up when she caught sight of Britt. Heavily made up and scantily clad, she was dashing across the room her huge breasts bouncing merrily under the thin fabric of her fairy costume.

" Zakky! You made it! Where's Daniel? " She shoved herself between Mia and Zakk, pressing herself into him and stoking his cheek as she cooed. " I waited all night to see him. "

" Uh, sorry Britt but Daniel didn't come. " Zakk was grinning madly around the edges of a glazed doughnut.

" What do you mean not here? " Britt's laugh was high and grating. " He has to be here, he went into the haunted house right? Or the corn maze? "

Behind her, Mia pulled out her wooden stake, almost making Zakk choke as she pumped her arm up and down behind Britt's back.

" You do know the cops are looking for him? That Nick's dead and they blamed D right? " Could she really be so dense? Or was she just that shallow?

Pouting softly Britt was lost for words. Of course she knew what had happened. But Zakk without Daniel was just weird, even if Daniel had been accused of a crime or not. It was one of the reasons she had broken up with Daniel in the first place. Zakk and Daniel had always had this weird vibe between them, and if one didn't go to a party than the other didn't either. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought there were those kinds of guys. " My Danny's not a killer." She scowled up at him.

" Hey do you know who made these little meatball things? " Zakk popped one into his mouth and it was Mia's turn to laugh.

Britt didn't even notice Mia as she pushed off from Zakk, waving her arms at a group of black and white clad BLS members. " Joe! I told you not to smoke that in Here and Scoty! You don't need to bring your own beer. "

Zakk lost it, covering his mouth to stop the howls of laughter as Mia mouthed the word BITCH at Britt's back as she made a beeline for the man with the long gray hair who was smoking a joint in front of the stage.

" What? " Mia asked demurely, fluttering her eyelashes at Zakk. " Did I say something funny? "

" You know, if you didn't have the wrong parts I would marry you in a heartbeat. " Zakk laughed and threw an arm around her shoulder. He kissed her cheek as the band began their first song of the night. He couldn't believe how many of the club members showed up. He never did understand why anyone would want to be a part of a fan club in the first place and to be expected to go to all the shows and support the bands was just crazy. He wasn't into thrash metal but had been over to the presidents house with Daniel a few times. Scot had an impressive collection of CD's but Zakk was more into Tecno and dub step. Daniel had tried to get him to come over a few more times but Zakk had refused. He was more than happy when Daniel had stopped hanging out with them so much, meaning Zakk saw more of him up until Daniel began dating Britt. That was a whole different can of worms, and something he didn't want to dwell on. Right now he needed to find a bathroom and look for Kate and Daniel.

" How many times have I told you not to smoke inside?. " Britt pointed to the joint that Joe held in his hand.

" Hey sweetie! " Joe grabbed her, hugging Britt to him and kissing the top of her head. He was one person she could never stay mad at.

" Outside please. " She pointed to the barn doors as she squirmed away from him with a tight smile. " And not in front of the kids either. If daddy saw you, he would freak. "

" He can kiss my ass. " Joe snorted. " But for you I will. "

Disappointed she moved from one group to the next, playing the congenial host when all, she really wanted was to die inside. Getting Daniel back seemed more like a waste of time than anything else. Was she losing her touch? Or was he just playing hard to get this time around? Sure it had been she that had ended it with him but that had been more about his paying attention to Zakk and Mia than her. Any man would be happy to have her. She was beautiful, rich and easy, what more could they ask for? She had her choice of men or women for that matter. Not that she was THAT way, but still.

To say she hated Mia would have been an understatement. Her so called art, which was nothing more than paint thrown on canvas, was a joke. Her own little sister could paint better than that. Yet Daniel had always stuck up for her, even going so far as to brag about Mia's dad being Phil Blackcross. As if she gave a shit about a washed up eighty's rocker. Looking around Britt realized that half the faces she saw had not been invited. She would have to go check on the gate, although it was too late to throw them all out. That's what you got for hiring one of the best bands in town.

The only reason she didn't throw out the BLS member was because of her crush on the guitarist and so what if Mia was there and Daniel wasn't. Well she was not about to let that ruin her night. There were other things to worry about, like doing another bump. Ducking behind the curtain at the side of the stage she went to the tiny bathroom at the back. Locking the door she moved to the sink, opened her purse and took out a small vile of white powder. Using one manicured nail she snorted a small amount. The drug burned her nose but the rush was worth it. She was soon feeling much better and set the vile on the edge of the counter so she could fix her hair. If she couldn't get Daniel back then she could at lest spend the night with one of his friends. Maybe that would get his attention.

Finished primping she reached for her purse and knocked the vile into the sink. It broke sending white powder down the drain. Panicked Britt stared in horror at the empty broken vile. Great, now she would have to go out into the rain for her emergency stash. Swearing she hit the edge of the sink, grabbed her purse and ducked out the back door, she would be back in time for the bands first break. No one would know she had even left.