Kitten

Ch. 37

- Isadora's POV -

I bust through the doors and see that barbie skank in practically nothing, standing in front of Rafael. He stares straight at me with a worried look... and worried he should be. I take a deep breath and calmly walk up to everyone and glare at them. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Alfonzo try to make a break for it.

"Sit the fuck back down Alfonzo Hiro Montez! If you even think about trying to leave, I will start an art collection of my own and you will be my first art piece." I growl at him. I think I actually saw him cower a bit. I turn to the blonde slut near my man. "Leave." She stood there staring at me for a moment, then glared.

"You know what..." She started but I quickly shut that shit down.

"Oh please make my day by opening your mouth to say any fucking thing to me right now. Give me a reason. I'm begging you." Suddenly she straddled Rafael and started kissing him. Everyone gasped. Rafael immediately shoved her off, wiping his mouth and spitting on the floor.

"The fuck is wrong with you!?" He yelled. She huffed getting off the floor.

"Like this little bitch knows how to handle a man like you. Look at her! All small, mousy and shit!" She yells back at him. I walk up to her and headbutt her hard. I feel the crunch of her nose against my forehead on impact. When she falls to the floor screaming, I get on top of her and begin pounding my fists into her face. I hit her eye, her cheek, and her nose once again. She tried to put her hands up to defend herself but I grabbed them and put them under my knees, continuing to wail on her. I grab her by the throat and bring her bloody and rapidly swelling face up to mine.

"If I ever see you anywhere near my man or this club again, I will rip your arms, legs, eyes and your tongue from your body. Leaving you only your ears so you can hear the gasps of horror as people pass by you on the street. A legless, armless, blind mute. Do you understand me slut?" I hissed. She smiled and spit blood in my face.

"Oh no." I hear Cass whisper. I lost it. I tangle my fingers in her hair and pounded her face more. Right. Left. Right. Left. The pain in my hands was barely noticeable due to the satisfaction I felt watching her face bleed, swell and now bruise with each blow I delivered. She screamed but that only fueled me more. I continue to hit her, mindlessly not noticing that she was already unconscious. Suddenly I feel two arms embrace me and hoist me up.

"Get the fuck off me!" I scream and wiggle out of Rafael's arms.

"Kitten..." He started but I put my hand in the air and cut him off.

"Don't you dare 'kitten' me right now! I don't want to hear it. Tell the girls to go home and all you get the fuck back to the house! Now."

"Come on Isa, you can't be mad that we had strippers. Mom told us she got you one. Fair is fair." Javier chimed in.

"I'm not mad about the strippers Javier! I'm pissed because this bitch is here!" I shout, pointing to the unconscious, bloody, snoring barbie on the floor. I see her start to wake and with a final kick to that sluts head, I grab my purse and storm out. I could hear my name being shouted but I ignore them and keep walking.

- At Home -

As I'm taking a shower to scrub that bitch off me, I hear footsteps approach the bathroom door and a soft knock followed.

"Baby?" Rafael called out. I ignore him. "May I come in?" No answer. "If you don't answer me, I will bust down this door. Don't test me kitten, you know I'll do it."