Brooke's POV

"Had I known the way to Cayd's heart was through his little brat, I would've volunteered at her school a long time ago, too," Hazel the Bitch loudly whispered.

    Little brat?

    Little. Brat.

       Those two words kept repeating themselves over and over in my head. I kept hearing her voice speak them. I kept seeing her mouth form into a smirk after saying them. And I kept imagining how her face would feel against my fist.

    I think it'd feel pretty fucking perfect if you asked me.

    How dare she speak of my kid like that! Who the fuck does she think she is?

    At this point, my animosity towards her doesn't even have anything to do with Cayden anymore. She can have him for all I fucking care. Hell, they could run off into the sunset and live the next 60 years of their lives in some bullshit, happily ever after fairytale and I would pay no mind to them at all.

    But this bitch will learn, right this fucking second, that she's crossing a pretty fucking huge and obvious, neon yellow line every time she just so much as even thinks about Cayleigh. Let alone mentions her name.

    Because no matter who Cayden decides to spend the rest of his life with, whether it's me or one of his groupies, Cayleigh will always be MY daughter. And there's nothing anyone can say or do about it.

    I guess you better get those adoption papers rolling real quick, then.

Yep and I plan on doing just that. But first, a bitch needs to be put in her place.

Without even the slightest of hesitation, I made my way up to Hazel. "The fuck you just say, bitch?"

    Mya rushed to my side and put her arm in front of my body, pushing me back to separate me from Hazel. It took Hazel a quick second to compose herself and realize what was happening. But as soon as she did, it made me want to pummel her into the ground even more than I did a second earlier.

  "Oh, nothing," she innocently responded, even going to the extent of batting her eyelashes at me. But I knew it was fake. Especially since the corners of her mouth snuggly began to pull up. "I was just telling Dani how great Cayden is with his mouth. I mean, that boy's tongue game is just amazing, isn't it?"

Great! One more name to add to the growing list of people who my boyfriend shoved his dick in. That's two names in less than five hours.

She didn't say anything about his dick.

    Fuck, that's right! She talked about his tongue. The very same tongue that I allow him to put into my mouth. Eww, I think I just threw up a little.

    Not wanting Hazel to realize that she was getting under my skin, I changed my whole demeanor. I let go of the angry face that I was sprouting and in turn put on a neutral one. "And how exactly would you know that? Cayden told me he's never been with you before," I fibbed in a suggestive tone. One that said, I know something that you don't.

"I hate to break it to you, sweetie, but your boyfriend lied to you."

Still keeping my nonchalant tone, I responded, "I'm pretty sure it's you who's lying. Cayden doesn't lie." I lifted one of my eyebrows up at her. "And I'm not just talking about to me. I'm talking about to anyone." Hoping that Cayden's reputation went hand and hand with my lie, I added, "Ask somebody if you don't believe me."

The smirk that was practically living on her face tonight suddenly disappeared. I began to see the wheels spinning around in her head through her glassy eyes, trying to think of a comeback for me.

    "Yeah, well, I'm not lying," she said. She sounded like she wasn't too sure herself. "We've been together plenty of times since freshmen year."

I shrugged at her with only one shoulder. "I guess that means you're just not that memorable then."

"Fuck you," she shouted in an offended voice.

It's funny how she's the one who's offended when she started all of this. She pissed me off by purposely flirting with my boyfriend. Then she went on and added her two sense into my business. And now, not only did she speak badly about Cayleigh but she also lied about doing so.

Let's not forget about how she's currently getting upset with you for saying that your boyfriend doesn't remember sleeping with her. Stupid bitch!

"If I wasn't memorable," she continued, "then why would he always come back for more."

"I don't know. Probably because he was horny and could sense your desperation."

"I am not desperate."

"Says the girl who spent the night hanging off of a taken dude."

"Well someone needed to keep him company," she defended herself. "If other girls being able to flirt with him really bothered you, you would've stayed by his side."

I give her a confused look. One that said, Damn, you're a dumbass! "Annnd exactly what part of what you just said wasn't supposed to make you seem desperate?"

    "Ugh," she groaned out loud. "You're so infuriating!"

    I pointed at my chest. "I'm so infuriating. You were the one who started all of this bullshit."

    I shoved Mya's arm out of the way and took a step towards Hazel. Instinctively, Mya wrapped her arms around my waist from behind and began to walk backwards, taking me back too. Forcing her arms off of me again, I turned to the side and looked at Mya. "What? I'm not gonna hit her," I promised.

    I'm gonna make her hit me first. I ain't stupid.

Taking my word for it, Mya stepped aside and let me take the remaining three steps back up to Hazel. Once I reached her, I stopped and put on my best intimidating face. "Like I was saying, you started all of this bullshit. You were the one who tried me over and over and over a-fucking-gain tonight. And for what? For Cayden? News flash, bitch. If he wanted you, he'd already have you. But he doesn't. Your ass is currently residing in the friend zone as we speak. He doesn't want to date you. He doesn't want to be with you. He doesn't want you, period. End of fucking story!"

    Before finishing off my big speech with the final blow, I gave her a returning smirk. "And do you want to know why that is?" I paused to let the question sink into her brain but quickly spoke again, not giving her the opportunity to answer. "Because Cayden doesn't want a Desperate. Ass. Bitch. as a girlfriend." I enunciated every single word with a few claps in between.

[A/N- Fighting scene coming up.]

    In slow motion, I saw as Hazel shot her arm up then flung it forward, towards my face. Right before it made contact with me, I took a step back and watched as it went pass me, right before my eyes.

    Internally, I started screaming with joy! I've been waiting for her to do something like that this whole fucking time.

    I grabbed onto her hand, the same one she tried to hit me with, and flew it away from the both of us. Then, before she could even think about her next move, I reached backwards and launched my fist right into her cheek.

    I told her I wasn't a prissy bitch. It ain't my fault that she ended up being one.

She stumbled back once then fell to the floor. Wanting to take advantage of the opportunity before me, I jumped on top of her, getting her in a full mount. I started to attack her, hitting her with blow after blow. She tried her best to hit me back but eventually gave up to block her face with her arms.

I didn't feel no remorse for her and I didn't give no fucks about what I was doing. She wasn't going to receive any mercy from me. Not after what she said about Cayleigh.

    But before I could get in enough hits to satisfy my anger, I got swept up from behind and taken away from the center of a crowd. Don't even ask me where the hell that crowd came from. It just appeared out of nowhere.

I tried to break free of the arms that surrounded me but they were too strong. It clearly wasn't Mya who was holding me. I twisted and turned my body all around, trying to feel for an opening for my escape.

[A/N- Fighting scene finished.]

    "Brooke, stop fighting me! Knock it off!" It was Jake. Jake was the one holding me back. He was the one who was preventing me from delivering this girl an ass whooping.

Seeing that Jake had a tight lock on me, Danielle ran over to Hazel who was now sitting, and helped her stand up. Her face had blood on, coming from one of her nostrils and a small cut on her lower lip. As soon as she was on her feet, her eyes immediately landed on me.

"What, bitch! Call my daughter a brat again," I shouted to her. "I dare you. I. Fucking. Dare. You." She began to jerk herself in my direction, pretending like she was going to come after me but couldn't with Danielle holding onto her. "What? Trynna get your ass kicked some more. Let her go! Come! I'm dying to fuck you up again."

"Brooke, Stop! You can't fight her," Jake reprimanded me. "Girls over here press charges."

"I don't give a fuck," I spoke loud enough for Hazel to hear. "I'll go to jail if that's what it takes for this bitch to know she ain't ever gonna speak on Cayleigh again." I turned my attention away from Hazel and Danielle and onto Jake. "And plus," I added. "She was the one who threw first. It ain't my fault she missed. I was just trying defend myself."

    "Yeah, well, she also has a father who's a top notch lawyer and could use everything you're saying right now against you."

    Ugh! Don't you just hate when a bitch can run her mouth all she wants, and even almost lay her hands on you, but you're still not able to do anything about it because her daddy can bail her out of her mess and place the blame on you.

    "I. Don't. Give. A. Fuck. Right. Now. Jake," I truthfully told him.

    Okay. Worst case scenario, I get arrested. Best case in the worst case scenario, Cayden's parents find out I'm in jail for beating up a girl who talked shit about Cayleigh and they bail me out and set me up with a great lawyer. One who's better than Hazel's dad, like maybe his boss or something.

    I'll take those odds!

Knowing that my temper was in control of me at the moment, meaning I wasn't going to give up on my pursuit on Hazel the Bitch, Jake picked me up and started walking towards Mya's car. When we got there, Mya unlocked the door and Jake placed me on the passenger seat. Both him and her stood in front of me, preventing me from running back to finish the job I started.

"What happened out here," someone asked. The voice belonged to the other person who deserved to catch my hands tonight.

Standing right behind Jake and Mya was Theo and Cayden the Jackass. Great! This is just what I fucking need right now.

Rolling my eyes at him, I sassily answered his question. "I tried to beat the fuck outta your best friend, Hazel. You know, the 'cool girl'." I used air quotes around the words cool and girl.

"Brooke," Cayden started. But I didn't let him finish.

Instead, I cut him off by saying his name in the exact same whiny way that he said mine. "Please do me a favor and shut the fuck up. I'm so fucking pissed right now that even hearing you whisper the shortest word in the world would set me off." I began to rub my temples, trying to stop the oncoming headache from forming. "Why are you even out here?"

He was hesitant to answer at first, not sure if he should listen to the first part of what I just said or answer my question. But eventually, his need to defend his actions on being out here with me instead of staying away like I told him to, won out.

    "One of the guys told me that you were out here in a fight so I came out to see if you were okay," he innocently answered.

    "Yeah, sure that's why." I rolled my eyes at him again. "You most likely heard that I was in the fight with your bff, Hazel, and came outside to yell at me once more while standing in her corner."

    "That's not what I was going to do," he gently said.

    "Yeah, right! Just tell the truth. You probably think that this fight was my fault and that I initiated this whole altercation."

    "I don't think that at a—"

    "Mhmm, likely story." I got off of the seat and stood up. I knew Jake and Mya wasn't about to let me pass them, just in case I got the urge to run out of their grasps to search for Hazel again, so I just stared at Cayden over their shoulders.

    "I mean, I know you don't believe me anyways, but I didn't start the fight. She did! She swung at me first," I angrily explained. "And yeah, I'll admit it, I did egg her on to do so. But it was only because I wanted her to try and hit me first so I could legally kick her ass for calling my daughter a little brat, which by the way is also true regardless on whether or not you wanna take my word for it."

    Cayden's eyes, along with Theo's, widened in surprise. "Yeah, your cool friend called Cayleigh a little brat," I continued. "Her exact words were, Had I known the way to Cayd's heart was through his little brat, I would've volunteered at her school a long time ago, too." I nodded my head at him. "Yep! That's the type of friends you not only keep. But also defend."

    Damn, I was on a roll. "And if that's the type of people you wanna hang with Cayden, by all means, please do. But just so you know, you aren't going to bring my daughter around them. She's not going to sit down and listen to people call her names while her dad just lets it happen because he most likely didn't believe it happened to begin with."

    Yes. You heard that right. I am making demands on the father of a little girl who I've only known for five months. I don't care. I'll fight anyone who has a problem with it. Literally. I still have left over adrenaline pumping through my veins.

    "And just like I did tonight, Cayden," I promised him,  "I will kick her ass again if I hear she's talking about Cayleigh. Fuck, I'll do it if I just start assuming that she is." And it was true.

    But that threat doesn't only apply to Hazel. Hazel was just the first dumb bitch who tried to try me by going through Cayleigh.

Nope! That threat goes out to anyone. Anyone who tries to fuck with my kid.