“You f*****g b***h!” she yelled, tightly pulling my hair so I held her hand and twisted it which made her wince in pain.
“Yeah, I'm a damn b***h, spoiled brat!” I angrily snapped before she met my palm, making her fall on the grassy ground. Veronica gasped, disbelief was evident in her face and I saw how she touched her cheek that I slapped while her mouth hung open.
“Y--You...” she stammered, swallowed with so much anger before her eyes flickered. “How dare you slap me? You f*****g w***e!”
“We are both whores here. You're chasing a man who doesn't like you!” I sounded mad and jealous. I wouldn't let someone belittle me again, and I would never accept unsolicited opinions from anyone. My chest was filled with fury, making me have difficulty breathing before I moved forward to her.
“Oh,
