Zac woke to the sound of the phone ringing by his head. "Emma?" he groaned out of habit. "No actually, that's who I'm trying to find.." came a familiar voice, but Zac was still sleepy and couldn't place it. "Who the hell is this?" he asked and rubbed his eyes. "It's Jack. Is Tay around bud?" he asked. "Oh hey...lemme look.." he looked out the window. "His truck's not here..." he said still trying to wake up. "I need him to find Emma James for me.." Zac's eyes popped open. "Whadda ya want with Em?" he asked, his heart pounding, unsure if he should be angry and pissed that he had NO IDEA what the hell this was about. "Are you shittin' me, Zac?" he laughed. "I could keep that girl workin' so much head would spin. I have an offer on the table for her, but I can't find her anywhere, she won't come to the phone at work...Tay introduced us. I figured he could find her and give her the message. I need her to get in touch with me ASAP. She'd kick ass in a video that's being shot in a few days, but I need her answer and her paperwork by day after tomorrow." Zac's head was spinning and he felt the blood rush through his body noisily. "Where'd you meet her?" he asked,keeping his voice amazingly calm and slightly curious. "Duh, at Danny's...where she WORKS...how else was I gonna watch her dance?" he said. "Jeez Zac. If I didn't know better I'd think you were stoned. She has my card, soon as you see her have her get in touch with me, okay?" Jack finished. "Yeah..okay..." he said and hung up the phone. He grabbed his jacket and cap, dug through Tay's jacket pocket and found a matchbook with the name of the place on in, then bolted out the door almost plowing Ike down in the process. "Zac? What the?.." Ike looked shocked and realized Zac was NOT slowing down for any reason, which meant there was something very wrong. Ike jumped back in his parents car and followed his brother's speeding truck. Zac hoped with all of him that the reason Tay knew where she worked and he didn't was something other than the vile thought that kept racing through his head. he'd thought he'd seen a look or two pass between Tay and Emma, but chalked it up to being paranoid because he was so in love with Em and women threw themselves at Taylor constantly. He could have any fucking woman he wanted, and he thought for sure that Tay and Jen would be lip locking soon, tay liked her and he'd seen Jen watching him when she thought no one was looking. 'what the hell would he want with Em?' he asked himself over and over, trying not to think the worst of his brother, one of his two best friends in the whole world. |
"Su- gaaar....what the hell is UP sweetness?" Danny asked sarcastically. "Glad to know you didn't lie about not living at home anymore, angelface.." he told her and caressed her chin. Emma felt like throwing up, but swallowed back the urge and stomped down on Danny's foot HARD. "God, you're a bitchy little whore..." he said through gritted teeth. "I said don't fucking touch me asshole. What do I have to do? Really and truly slice your damn balls off.." she grouched and rubbed her head, then ran a hand through her hair. "Don't fucking start, Danny. I will walk my ass straight back out that door, WITHOUT doing two numbers and making you a shitload of money before I go." she snapped. "Ooohh Su-gaaar.. he smiled coldly. "TWO?..Hard up for cash again I see...what's a matter? Your two rich boyfriends won't SHARE the cost of keeping you in the style to which you are accustomed?" he asked and moved closer to her. "I could do that for you and you know it baby..." he told her. "GOD! I'm gonna hurl..get the hell away from me.." she said and gave him a blow to the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. "Fuck you, Danny, you'll never be more than small time slime..." she said and went to the dressing room to change. Once in there she realized she hadn't grabbed her customary pint. "Shit.." she muttered and grabbed Candie by the wrist. "Please Candie..I don't wanna deal with Danny again..could you please bring my pint back here? I'd ask Brit but I don't see her anywhere." she asked. "Sure sugar..." she gave Emma a cold smile, but Emma missed it as she was bending over to strap her shoes on and fix her costume. She was dressed in all black, her outfit being a short skirt, a button down shirt and a vest, covered in black sequins. Candie was back in a flash. Emma thanked her and took a long pull off the bottle. "Here's to my last night Candie babe.." she smiled. "You'll be queen of this stage, don't let Danny fuck with your head, okay?" Candie nodded and grinned watching Emma take another long drag off the bottle. Emma got ready to go on stage and Candie gave Danny a slight nod behind Emma's back. Danny started his spiel and Emma went running on stage just as Taylor made it inside the building. 'Emma's head must still be fucked' Tay thought to himself as he watched her start her number. It was loud and hard, but slightly slow and she was totally into it now, gettting closer to the audience than he'd ever seen her. 'I LIKE THE WAY YOU RAKE MY SKIN, I FEEL THE HATE YOU PLACE INSIDE, I GOTTA GET YOUR VOICE OUT OF MY HEAD, CAUSE I'M THE GUY YOU'LL NEVER FIND.." blared from the sound system and the guys were practically throwing their entire wallets at her, she was so in tune with the theme of the song. He wasn't sure if that was a very good sign, though. He moved closer to the stage to see her face, not caring who saw him in here now that he was sure Danny knew who he was. He turned his head and saw Danny smile coldly at him, and then tip his beer bottle toward him. tay shot him a dirty look and watched Emma closely. She was stipped down to her undewear and she was still gyrating to the pounding drums as the song was ending. Her eyes looked glassy and he took another look at Danny, who was watching Emma more closely than he had been. "I CAN'T CONTROL YOU.. YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME I NEED TO FEEL YOU... SO WAS IT EVEN YOU AND ME???" The song ended and Emma dropped down on the stage her head resting on her knees. 'SHIT' Tay knew she was more than just drunk, but Danny got to her first and dragged her backstage. He went to the dressing room door and Candie got in his way. "What are you so worried about her for?" she whined. "You know she thinks she's too good for you guys who hang around in here.." she trailed her finger down Taylor's chest. |