One Hundred And One Sleepless Nights

Alan stayed at Austin's that night. Then he was taken to a specialist treatment centre just outside of LA. In other words he's at rehab. He's getting the help he needs. Leah has been practically uncontactable because she's so busy being a supportive not girlfriend. Alan can't actually call though, or leave or even text for that matter.
He's not at the big PTV bash that's happening tonight. As I walked inside earlier and scanned the place neither is Vic come to think of it. Why would he miss it? It's his party! They're all celebrating the bands anniversary. I didn't know that was a thing, but apparently it is.
After I finished my drink - from another free bar! - I headed for the bathroom to touch up my lipstick. I passed a few people and went inside. I looked in the mirror and pouted my lips. Just as I was fixing my boobs - I'd hate for one of them to fall out - I heard a loud, strangled sob. Oh no. Maybe she's got her period, that makes me cry sometimes. Especially if I forget to pop a few tampons in my purse.
Then I heard a gasp. Are there two people in there? Are they fucking?! It could be like that rock star who joined the twenty seven club. He was choking himself and jerking off and then it all went wrong. I don't want to be responsible for any deaths!
"Um... Are you okay?" I asked and knocked timidly.
I heard a huge snuffle and the door opened. Polly stepped down with red eyes, a red nose and red lips. The lips I'm assuming her on purpose. "Zandra!" she exclaimed. "I'm so sorry." Polly rushed. I hope she's not talking about the candy situation again.
"What for?" I asked cautiously.
"It's Vic!" she started crying again. I awkwardly patted her arm and tried to smile. It didn't work. I really should be better at this conforming people thing by now, but apparently not.
"Is he okay?" I asked all of a sudden. Maybe he's sick!
"I think he's cheating on me!" Or not.
"He can't be." I said gently.
"Then where is he?!"
"Um... I don't know." I admitted.
"He was supposed to be here hours ago. He never text. He's not answering my calls. He's never home. He's cheating on me!" Polly cried harder. "I should go follow him."
"You should!" I nodded excitedly.
"Come with me?"
"What?" I stopped.
"Please, you know what you're doing. You've stalked people before!" Wow, I should really sort myself out. So should Polly actually.
"I don't know." I muttered.
"Please, I need help." she almost begged.
"Fine," I finally agreed. "Just don't look so desperate." I muttered.
"Of course." she nodded. I handed her some tissue and she cleaned her face up.
We walked out of the bathroom and I tried to hurry out of the party. I can't let anyone see me and Polly leaving together. I'll ruin my reputation. I still don't like her. We went outside and Polly took me to her car. I got inside and she turned to me.
"Where would he go?" Who's fiancée is he?
"What was he doing today?" I asked.
"He went the guitar place. But he can't spend all day there."
"Firstly, he can. Vic would live there if he could. Secondly, he probably went to a bar afterwards to drown his no existent sorrows." I explained.
"There's a bar just down the street from here."
"No, Vic would have told you that." I shook my head.
"Then where?"
"Somewhere gritty. Somewhere no fans or anyone he knows will find him."
"Where's that?" she frowned.
"Just drive." I ordered.
I directed Polly until she came to a tiny, dirty little place a few blocks away from the guitar store. I think the sign has fallen off. Polly parked up and we got out. She looks terrified to go inside. It's a good thing I've dealt with some dodgy characters before, like that time I had to drive home Mike and Oil Sykes after they'd snorted K.
I walked over to the bar with Polly following close behind. I saw a man cleaning a glass with a dirty cloth. Lovely. "Yes, Ladies?" he asked us.
"I have a question for you." I said firmly.
"Yeah?"
"Have you seen a man in here tonight?"
"I know it's quiet, but I've seen many." he shot back.
"No. Hispanic." I said.
"Flowing long dark hair." Polly added.
"Short."
"Chocolate eyes." she added.
"We're trying to get an accurate description." I rolled my eyes.
"Might have seen him." the man said.
"What's your memory worth?" I asked smoothly. Forget Vic, the Cholos want me.
"A shot."
"Can I have it out the bottle? I don't like the look of your glasses."
"Whatever you like, Princess."
"I am not your princess," I pointed my finger at him. I paid him and took a bottle from behind the bar. I tipped it back and drank two huge gulps. "Now talk."
"I saw him in here. He drank a lot too, before he left with a girl."
"A girl!" Polly gasped.
"Yeah, what is he to you?"
"My fiancée!" she exclaimed.
"Ohh, well maybe they just went to talk." he rushed.
"Sure they did." I rolled my eyes. I turned to talk to Polly but she wasn't even here anymore, she'd ran out.
I went to her car and sat inside. She looked like she was going to cry. Again. Man, I thought I was emotionally unstable. She pulled out onto the road, her fingers turning white as she clutched the steering wheel.
"Are you okay?" I asked nervously. She shook her head and sighed.
"I'll take you back to the party." Polly said flatly.
"What will you do then?"
"Go home," she shrugged. "Wait for him."
"You shouldn't just wait for him." I sighed. As much as I don't like her, I do actually feel a little sorry for her now.
"I have no choice. I'll wait for him." she said quietly. She's a stronger woman than I.
Polly took me back to the party and I gave her a small smile as she drove away. I went inside and headed for the bar. I grabbed another shot and downed it before I grabbed a drink. It suddenly occurred to me why I was drinking. I was drinking because I knew Vic was with someone that wasn't Polly. All of a sudden it didn't seem like a good enough reason.
I stumbled along and out of the party. I got out onto the street and sat down on the stairs of the building. "Wow, looks who's had a drink." I heard next to me. I looked up and saw Jack.
"Just a few." I shrugged.
"Want to go home?" he asked.
"Not with you! I'm a virgin!" Wow I am drunk.
"Of course you are, Zee. Alex was your little miracle." he mocked.
I got to my feet and Jack did the same. He smiled and me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I almost fell as we walked - not because I'm pissed, my heel got stuck in between a slab - and Jack steadied me. He took my hand and grinned down at me.
"I'm no good," I told him. "You should probably just piss off."
"I'm good. No thanks." Jack replied easily.
"You know Vic cheated on Polly!" I suddenly exclaimed.
"Again?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Not with me. With someone else."
"Oh, are you okay?" Jack frowned. I only shrugged and tuned my gaze to the floor. His arms wrapped around me and he pulled me to him. I let Jack hold me for a while none relaxed against him.
I expected him to pull away. But he didn't. I didn't. We just stayed like that for what seemed like ages. I think I might like him.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Did Vic cheat? Polly and Zee working together! And what about Jack? Does he maybe like Zee back? Favourite line? What do you want to see next? :)