We walked along the path until we reached a group of strikers who camping out in front of the lesbian and gay center.

"Oh those pesky Christian extremists," Dana growled.

"Why can’t they leave gays alone, we do nothing wrong," Shane agreed.

I looked at Bette, her eyes were narrowed and angry. "Bette?" I asked. 

"Her," Bette growled pointing at an older woman who seemed to be the leader of the group. I had never seen that murderous in her eye. She looked so scary but so fucking sexy.

"Get her alone, don’t attack her with all those people there," I said.

"That’ll be tough, she’s the leader," Dana commented.

"I can do it, I know her," Bette growled.

We looked at her in surprise and I said, "you do?"

"She’s the person who ruined my life," Bette said with angry tears in her eyes, "I had lost everything I ever had because of her little group, so I got wasted to drown my sorrows. That’s why I crashed my car. That’s how I met you."

"Holy fuck," I breathed. I looked at the woman. There was so much evil in her eyes. I felt my anger rise.

"Ladies," Shane said with a smirk, "I know the perfect way to distract the group so that Bette could get that fucking bitch."

"So down!" Dana said.

Bette just nodded and got ready. Shane and Carmen walked ahead and called out to the group. They all looked and the two of them started making out.

Dana laughed and I looked at Bette. "Faye fucking Buckley," Bette growled, "you’re mine."

Dana and I walked into the scene groping and hugging each other. The group was surrounding us yelling and condemning us. I saw Bette move at the speed of light and Faye Buckley disappeared.

When we saw Bette return to our hiding spot, we all just walked away from the screaming group. I ran to Bette once we were out of sight. She was leaning against a tree with blood on her chin.

"Bette are you okay?" I said softly.

"I-I killed her," Bette said softly.

I leaned forward and licked the blood off her chin then captured her lips in a heated kiss. "Oh God! Not again guys!" Dana whined, "not here!"