"Are we going to play nice now ladies?" Questioned Helen, who was still holding onto Clara's hand, while Tara only grew angrier seeing her sister's hand being held. She wasn't intending to get physical but they left her no choice by attempting to slap her.
"Let go of her hand," Tara yelled out loud, now causing a commotion. How dare this trifling woman grab unto her sister's arm?
"Answer my question first. Are we going to play nice?" Helen asked again. To do all of this over a man, were they crazy?
Clara used her strength to pull her hand away from Helen's. "Don't act so cocky, Eli isn't here to save you."
Helen chuckled, amused by the statement of Eli not being here to save her. "I find the damsel in distress stories to be quite a bore. I'm more of an attack when I feel threatened king of person. And I honestly don't give a damn about who the hell you two are. Please, let the door hit you on the way out."
"You are not going to last long with Eli."
