"sooo becks what did you have in mind?" i asked
"well i think we should cut off his crown jewel for starters and then......."
"woah woah woah slow down girl, i think we should make it less about destruction of crown jewels and more towards destruction of property" i interject quickly
"well well well, that is a wonderful idea, didn't know you had it in you drea" she then turns to vee
"what do you think vee? you okay with property destruction?"

"yeah why not? i mean he deserves it, plus we can do it today, he goes for his morning jog from 6am to 10am"
"you bet we're doing this today, i didn't get all dressed up just to stay at home" i add
"well let's go then!" becks shouts, we quickly down the rest of our coffee and keep the mugs on the counter
"hey drea, did you put anything in the coffee?" vee asks

"yeah i did actually, water"
"oh don't be smart with me, you know what i mean"
"weeellll....i put vodka, but it was just a teeensy tiiinny bit"
"a girl after my own heart" becks pipes in while laughing like a maniac, i sometimes think she's crazy. have you ever had a friend who when they laugh, you start to wonder if they really belong in the outside world and not a mental asylum? well that's becks, she has that kind of laugh.
"well i'm not driving, i feel a little woozy" says vee
"i'll drive, we can just go in my car" offers becks
The three of us head out of my apartment marching to becks' car like warriors going into battle. I'm a little scared about what we're going to do but it still needs to be done, he must pay, plus even if there is any backlash we'll handle it and if we can't our parents will.

My dad Steve Jackson owns a hotel chain throughout the country and even other parts of the world, vee's mum and dad Tricia de Luca and Andrew de Luca own the largest law firm in the country, and becks' dad Antonio gomez is a veteran actor with so much money that he got his only daughter a yatch with her name emblazoned on it for her 25th birthday two months ago. It's best to say we're rich kids but that doesn't mean we're spoilt brats, although vee can be a spoilt brat sometimes.

we get to becks' car and i see she's gotten a new car, it's the latest model red toyota prius and it is fiiiinnne
"hey becks, when did you get a new car?" i ask while fawning over the car
"yesterday" she answers with a smile
i get to the door of the car and instead of getting in i lean against the car loving how it feels against my cheek and how it smells, wonderful it's absolutely wonderful
"drea stop making out with the car and get in!" i hear vee yell from inside the car
"sheeeshh i'm coming, give a girl a break, i'm just admiring this beaut"
with grumbling i get into the car, but not without getting one last feel of the exterior, the interior on the other hand is wowmazing, it's wow and amazing.

Becks drives off, in the direction of benny's house at 163 hemdaile street.
"slow down becks, i wanna see my grandkids!" i shout, vee is just clutching her seat belt looking like she's gonna throw up
"oh please i'm not even going that fast"
"what?!!! you and i have different definitions of fast becks!"

By the grace of God and his unfailing love we make it to benny's house alive and in one peace.
vee doesn't look too well though, immediately we get down from the car she heads to a nearby bush and throws up
"that's your fault" i tell becks while pointing to where vee is presently emptying the contents of her stomach.
"says the person who put only God knows how much vodka in our coffee"
"we needed it and you know it!"
"girls girls!, i'm fine, now let's do what we came to do and get out of here, benny will be back in 40 minuites" vee says while walking back towards us, she does look much better, less greenish.

Benny's car is in the driveway, so we've parked behind it. i can see becks looking at the car with a scowl, maybe it's because it belongs to benny or maybe it's because it's the exact same car as hers, just of an earlier year. she opens the boot of her car and gets something out, i can't see what it is since i'm at the front

"well gals every warrior needs a weapon right?" i hear her say as she comes towards me, i can see her holding a....golf club, a baseball bat and a...........wait is that a........well it's an......an axe.

"here you go" she gives me the baseball bat, and hands vee the golf club.

"ummmmm becks......so do you like......do you always have these in your car or did you.......did you just bring them for the occasion?" vee asks her cautiously

"i take these babies everywhere i go"

vee and i look at each other and decide to keep shut about the topic.

"oookkaay then.....let's get a move on" i say.
we head to the door, "where is the key vee?"
"right here" she answers as she pulls the key out from under the welcome mat, soo cliche.

we enter the house, and the scent of lavender hits me in the nose, the house does not scream 'stinking rich' but it does scream 'very very very comfortable' the interior is completely white even the rug is a pristine white.

"with all the white one would think he was a sai....."

the sound of breaking glass cuts me off, it seems becks has gotten right into it. well let the revenge games begin and may the odds ever be in our favour, yes yes yes i am a huge hunger games fan.

i see a beautiful glass vase on the dining table along with other beautiful and expensive glass ornaments...oh well....
i drag one end of the table cloth and pull with all my strength, everything on it comes tumbling down, to the floor, making a lot of noise. i can hear the sound of destruction in the kitchen, it's becks. i see vee by the mirror near the stairwell, she's using her lipstick to spell out in huge letters CHEATER on the mirror, that's my girl, buuuut.....where did she get lipstick from?....hmm.

i head into the kitchen to see the progress becks is making, on my way there i break a couple of things with my baseball bat, i get to the kitchen and it looks like a war zone i can see cuts in various things where her axe has landed.

i can see she has this area covered, i'm about to leave when i see it, the door to the cellar, i head to the door and it's open, i walk in and there lies before me all kinds and brands of red wine.

"hey girls!!" i shout out "what?" vee calls out, she's in the kitchen now, seconds later they're in the cellar with me.

i look at them with a big grin on my face "how about we paint this house red?" i ask

"what do you mean paint the hou......oooh i get it now you mean with the wine, cause everything is white" says vee
"you evil evil bitch, i fucking love you!"
shouts becks

we each grab three to four bottles of red wine and head to the sitting room and paint it red, just imagine this, a pristine white interior, white chairs, white wall, white rug just dripping with red wine, well lets just say it officially looks like a very bloody war zone.