Thirty One

"Hi..". Bianca said with a sweet smile while dragging the sleeves of her blouse up her elbows. "So...I hear you wanted to see me".

Arisa points at her face while grinding her jaw.

"You piece of fucked up bitch!!! Just how dare you!!! You couldn't steal my husband so you think you can kill me".

Bianca raised a brow.

"Your father is so smart... intelligent and knows the right words to use when dealing with someone... it's hard to believe you're his daughter". She inclined her head. "Are you sure you weren't adopted or something".

Arisa just stepped back and chuckled with one hand placed over her mouth.

"Funny you think that". She said after laughing, spite in her eyes.

"And just so you know... unfortunately though, I'm your neighbor so you're the one getting in my way of parking my car...if I had killed you, it wasn't necessarily my fault".

"You mother fuvking...".

"Slut? Homewrecker? Bitch? Let it all out Arisa. The fact that Matt treats you like shit wouldn't change if you ke