"What?" Getting up from the floor, I went over to the corner of my bed and picked up the baseball bat I had won from a bet.

Storming to the door, I was stopped as yhte bat got yanked out of my hand.

"What do you think you're doing? " He said in calm voice.

"You're right, I need to change first" Going to my closet, I slipped on a pair of baggy shorts, and a black selfie tee.

Putting on my nikes, I tied my hair up in a high ponytail as Tate blocked the door by leaning on it.

Turning around, I placed my hands on my hips after trying to take the baseball bat out of his hand.

"Tate, I havent got time for this." Reaching for the bat again, he raised it above my head so I couldn't reach. I swear I could just punch him in the face right now.

"Just a minute ago, you were telling us to play it cool, and dont draw too much attention to ourselves." Jumping for the bat again, he yanked it up higher so it was out of my reach. "And now you're about to go out there with a baseball bat and do the exact opposite. I think you need to stop impersonating rambo and chill the fuck out."

Huffing, I clenched down on my jaw and looked away from him in frustration.

I knew he was right, I should just do the right thing and calm down. I should forget about the bat, and just follow my original plan.

To hell with it.

Kicking him in the shin, he dropped the bat and cursed at me. Picking up the bat, I quickly skipped over him and dashed for the door.

" Sorry psycho" I whispered before rushing into Pheonix's car.

***

Banging on Megans door, I began to grow impatient within seconds, so started to use both fists, and my foot to bang louder on the door.

Megans mom finally answered the door basically dripping with fury. Her face now matched the colour of her wavy locks.

Squeezing past her, I ran up the stairs with my bat closely next to me, ignoring the shouts of Megan's mother. She was hot on my tail, so I ran straight to Megans room.

She sat there, burning pages of the book she had moments ago stolen from me.

Seeing me, her treterous eyes nearly fell onto the floor. Quickly blowing out the small flame, she stood to her feet with the book closely to her chest.

"Carmela..I was just going to give this to you. I-I found it on the street and-" Swinging my bat into her wall, she let go a small shriek making a smug smile appear on my face. When I first entered the room, I made sure to lock her room so her mom couldnt get in.

"CUT THE FUCKING SHIT!" Swinging my bat onto her desk, the leaflets, pieces of paper, and books came crashing to the floor.

"You fucking bitch!" I screamed. Walking closer to her, I swung the bat and smashed it into her precious family portrait. If you're asking me, I done the picture a freaking favour, it looks so much better shattered to pieces.

Flipping over her flimsy chair, I next turned over the table, which made her stationary hit the floor with the rest of her stuff.

I don't think she knew what to do or say, she just stood there gawking and shrieking at every loud noise.

"You wanna destroy things of mine, huh?" swinging the bat into her closet door, I laughed. "Well how do you like it?"

Snatching the book out of her grip, I kept on swinging the bat around like a bloody maniac, screaming profanities from the top of my lungs.

When I heard a crashing sound, I froze and looked at the glass from the window scattered on the ground.

Suddenly her bedroom door was kicked open by a large policeman. His 5'oclock shadow trimmed to perfection, while his deep brown eyes stared at me stearnly.

"Put the weapon on the ground slowly!"

"Oh for fucks sake"

***

"Brooks" The policeman spoke.

Opening up the cell, I walked out and connected my eyes with Tates ocean ones.

"You're lucky they're not pressing charges young madame" The olive skin toned police guy tutted. His chocolate eyes rolled before shoving something in my face to sign.

"Luck's my middle name officer" I spat sarcastically.

Signing it, I shoved it back to him with a large bitter smile. Grabbing back my baseball bat and book, I stormed out of the police station and headed towards Tates car.

As he gripped my arm, I yanked it out of his grip and folded my arms over my chest.

Here comes the speech.

"What is your fucking problem?!" Throwing his hands up in the air, I did the same and yelled over him.

"My fucking problem?! My fucking problem is that red haired bitch and her blonde headed slave driver!" Running a hand over his face, a deep chuckle escaped his throat making my stomace tense.

"Whats so fucking funny?! I just got sent to jail Tate!" Hitting him In the chest, I repeated it until he grabbed both of my wrists so I couldnt escape

"You. You went over there with a baseball bat and trashed her room like incredible hulk. What did you think was gonna happen Kitten? You thought she was going to sit down with you, maybe offer you some tea to speak shit out, after you basically threatened her life?" Putting both hands on his face.

He span around and started to pace up and down, mumbling to himself.

"Well...maybe I didn't think that bit out, and maybe I should have left the violent weapon at home. But she deserved it. She's just lucky I dont own a bazooka" Leaning on his car, I waited untill he was done pacing up and down.

Rushing up to me, he took the back of my head and pressed his lips to mine. Furrowing my eyebrows, I shrugged my shoulders and responded.

Breaking away, he looked down at me with a smirk on his face.

"Kitten...I think I've done something that I can't back out on"

About to speak, he placed his lips on mine and sighed.

" I've fallen inlove with you" Leaning my head back, I looked at him with an eyebrow cocked.

"You fell in love with me because I threatened to kill Megan? No offense psycho, but thats a tad creepy" I said while nearly pinching my 2 fingers together.

"No. Its just...you. I love you? I sound like such a freaking girl, I think jensens love sick-" Crashing my lips to his, my arms looped around my his neck as I tip toed a bit more to reach him.

Breaking away, he rested his forehead on mine and teased me with his lips.

"I have a different plan" He whispered.