“A conquest”. Frankie scoffed how wrong could the
brunette be she thought.

“I’ve only come to tie up any lose ends here. I’m with Sam. I’m happy with Sam.”

Cat’s voice became shaky she herself knew things weren’t the domesticated bliss she was quite describing. But
nonetheless Cat needed to be sure Frankie knew she hadn’t won this
battle.

“Yeah sounds great setting up home with a cop. One which couldn’t
even stand you to be round me that’s the only reason she moved. So you wouldn’t
be tempted to fall back into my bed again”.

Sam tried to remain calm, elaborating her breathing. She could see the whiteness around her knuckles as
she clutched the table in a desperate attempt not to run at Frankie and swing
for her.

Cat sat there emotionless she was phased by Frankies choice of
words and couldn’t be sure how Sam had took that statement.

“Frankie stop acting childish, we both know what happened was wrong and you blaming Sam
for any of this won’t help things. You seem to forget you pursued me… Yet
again when I’m with someone Frankie.” Cat’s accent becoming more apparent as she
got angrier with the blonde. She wondered why things were a constant battle with
Frankie nothing was ever straight forward.

“Well that’s never stopped you from fucking me”. The crudeness in Frankies tone as she undermined Cat not
caring how aloof she was being.

Sam had had enough of listening to the blonde’s admissions, failing to see this was what Frankie wanted. She wanted to
cause a fight; a drama even that’s what her and Cat consisted of fighting and
making up.

Working her way over to the table Frankie gulped hard trying
to remain straight faced like she wasn’t scared what the brunette was capable
of.

Cat could do nothing but watch as the scene unfolded in front of her.
Unaware of how Sam was feeling but she knew it must have been bad because it
hadn’t been part of the plan for her to come over.

“Well… Well nothing changes does it Frankie still the same old fuck up you will always be. What is
it you didn’t get Cat to leave me so now you want to treat her like shit to get
what you want hmmm?”. Sam’s voice was dripping with sarcasm she knew just how to
provoke Frankie when she needed to and right now she had her right where she
wanted her. Alone with no one to rescue her.