After the concert was well over and done, Ben saw Sangria talking to Daniel behind the stage.

She was twirling her hair  around her finger and laughing, no, more like guffawing actually, with her head titled  back, dimples deep and cheeks flushed.

Dan looked like a massively smug  bastard, working his award-winning smile on her.

The blonde woman's  hand brushed against Daniel's arm when a roadie bumped into her. How perfect.

They looked like two blonde angels, dropped from Heaven to ruin Ben's every wish and dream in the world.

His upper lip curled and he let out a groany moan. "Faaark! The frontman always gets the hot chicks. Always."

"Ease up, Gillies,"  Chris said, trying to diffuse Ben's fit. "We both know what he needs is a  good night out. With a chick like that? Even. better."

The boys looked around for Wyatt and Shelby and then gave each other a knowing grin. Perhaps the two lovers stalked away to somewhere more private.

Daniel busied himself with thanking and shaking the hands of the roadies further down the stage as they were disassembling Ben's drums, looping up wires, and putting all the guitars carefully back into their cases.

As Sangria came walking toward the two Aussies, very much the catwalk model in every way, her eyes undeniably glowed violet and then vampiric fangs, white and shark sharp, flashed under the fluorescents in the hall, mesmerzing the boys into a fear-induced paralysis.

"Hope you don't miss your good  ol' best mate too much, boys" she mimicked in a strikingly authentic Aussie  accent.

Just like that her eyes went back to crystalline blue and her fangs dulled.

The vampiress seductively passed them down the hallway, waving her hand, grinning infectiously, and exiting the venue.

Ben and Chris held onto each other's arms and yelled out, "Mummy!"

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"No, Dan. We swear," Ben pleaded, holding onto the frontman's arm. "Sangria is a vampire! Honestly!"

Daniel's patience with his blubbering mates was running almost as thin as he was becoming.

"Obviously, jealously hasn't run dry yet in you two."

"No, no, Dan. That's not it at all!" Ben was losing him; he knew it. F---.

"What about Chloe?" Chris tried a different technique.

"Yeah, Dan. What about Chloe?" echoed Ben, putting his hands on his hips,

"I don't want to talk about her. We broke up."

"That's not what I heard." Ben stood before him, not believing a word of it.

"Oh, yeah? Tell me, Gillies, what did ya hear then?"

Daniel flared his nostrils and gave his mates a huge, fake smile.

"That the two of you left things...undefined. "

That was it. Dan had had enough.

"Can't anything in my life be just that? In my life? It's private. Piss off. And don't look butt-hurt. I told you I didn't want to talk about it."

One of the boys was about to interrupt him but he held his tired hands in the air and defended himself against further attack.

"I don't wanna hear what either of you have to say anymore. Sangria asked me out for a drink, to talk. That's all. I thought you'd be happy for me. You're both always pestering me about getting myself out of my bedroom and out into the world more. That's what I'm attempting now. So cut me some bloody slack."

His band mates bring up Sangria's fangs again. Daniel just rolls his eyes in frustration.

"You've both pulled some sh** on me in our time but this has to be the lowest. This has been an epic night and now you've both ruined it."

"No, Dan, no--"

"Yes, Ben, yes, I'm going out with her. I don't know when I'll be back on the bus, so please leave it unlocked." He cleared his throat, his voice softening. , "I don't want to take my key with me because I might lose it again."

"It's okay, mate. We've got ya," Chris responded, quickly and instinctively.

Ben elbowed his side and Chris drew in a slice of breath and yelped in pain. "Gah--I'm sorry!"

Ben rolled his eyes at Chris and smacked the back of his head.

Daniel had already turned and walked away.

These Aussie boys were fffffffffff---ed.

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