“You can talk about me and Bette for as long as you’d like for as long as you dream of but don’t you dear talk about my daughter.”

“Did I hit a soft spot?” Kelly chuckles. “Did I actually say some truth?”

“Our daughter gets nothing but the love from the both of us, no matter what happens between me and Bette our daughter always has come first for us. Never has she ever been held back from the love of us both. So leave her out of this pathetic speech you are trying to make. Because you do not want to piss off a mother.”

“You have some nerve.” Kit says. “Girl you is crazy, Bette has already beaten your ass in whatever game you tried to play. You can’t take a loss can you? You truly are one of a kind, even when my baby sis was in university with your ass. You was a crazy bitch then and you still are now.”

“You think Bette has won?” Kelly says with frustration.

“She has won, Kelly. And the reason why I am here is because I want you to pack up the very few things you own and leave.” I say.

The room goes silent before it fills with laughter from Kelly.

She moves away from behind the desk and makes her way towards the wall, she angrily tears a painting down from the wall having it smash into a million pieces around her before pushing her way pass me through the door.

“You think Bette can just do this to me!?” She shouts as she makes her way down the hall furiously smashing paintings by paintings.

I step out with Kit and see just Helena there and no Alice.

“Hey!” Helena shouts as she follows her. “What in the bloody name are you doing!?” Helena says making her way to face Kelly.

Within seconds Kelly’s fist strikes Helena in the jaw.

Helena stands there covering her jaw with her hand.

–
Alice who has been standing with James at his desk and texting Bette begins to hear the noise as she stares down at her phone.

*
Bette Porter
There is a bit of a noise coming from back there, I’m gonna go check it out.
*