"Obviously that girl said it had to do with Mia because of jealousy". said Natasha.

Belle groans. "I can't believe that shit will think Mia like that. I mean she is just ten years old and doesn't know what love was supposed to mean to the child to the adult man like him".

She stared. "Dude, it's f*cking weird okay!" Natasha spat.

Belle tapping the spoon on the cup. She grabbed the cookies and ate them. Natasha snickering.

"That's all I can say to you, Belle I have her statement in this". She shows Belle her notepad. "That bitch had a crush on that man. From liking to obsession she will do anything to hurt Mia".

"Not my baby! I hired you to investigate this bitch family and what information you got for me".

"Let's see". She looked into her notepad. "Nothing special about this family but they do donate the money for the school. Why can you see them on bake sales, her mother that day".

She pushed the chair and walked toward the fridge. "Obviously, this family lived a normal life".

Natasha sits back at the chair. "She's not lying, Belle, she's just telling the truth".

"I know that. Obviously it will not look fine to me when she tries to hurt my baby because of the man she crushed off. Mia had nothing to do with the gardener but as a friend or father to her".

Natasha smirked, she noticed. "What!"

"You said it, Belle, you said it. The gardener, Mia, friend, father. You seriously ask him to look after your kids which is good, at least if he wasn't their dad still as a friend. You know what I mean right?"

Belle shook no, Natasha rolled her eyes. "You fall in love with the gardener".

"NO!"

"Relax. I'm just asking. I know you love that rich boy but.. do you really love him?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Belle, you cannot lie to me neither can you deny. I know you. Your lips told me 'you love Jake' but your heart said differently".

Silent, she spoke back. "Deep down you still love him, you still love your husband".

Belle groans then walks to the sink.

"Don't give me that attitude, young lady!" Natasha reached the cookies and ate it. "Be nice". Belle looks over her shoulder as Natasha snickers.

"What am I supposed to do if I still love my husband? Should I dig him out from his grave? Are you crazy!"

"So you do love your husband. Let's dig him out shall we?"

Belle leans on the sink then sighs. "Since I met the gardener. I should blame him for reminding me of Gibson. Why did he apply for the job at my kids' school and try to get closer to my daughter? He even said Mia is his daughter!"

"He said that? Really".

"This is so... (Belle scream) This is crazy, Nat my entire life I survive till this day is about to forget the past. All I want is a new life, a new future and an adventure which I did until this man came between our family. I mean what kind of person has the same feature like, Gibson".

"Hundred percent like Gibson I told you that now, Belle".

"True. See. You saw him completely had the same feature like Gibson even though he is not the real him. I know I get it, everyone had a crush on Arman and Mia because they are so adorable and could eat them alive but why must he?".

Natasha leaned back on the chair, she had no word against Belle. "He's the outsider, Nat! As an outsider he shouldn't not involve my family matters which had nothing to do with him".

"Whoa, you've been asking him to look after your kids at school now you are mad at him".

"I've been so stupid for once. I made a mistake".

"No, actually you've been stupid like forever not once". Belle eyes on her. "Everyone made a mistake but..? Not as f*cked like you".

She laughs, making Belle want to pounce on top of her. "Oh my darling, Belle, he is trying to be nice to your family, don't be so rude with that man. Imagine if he's really, Victor Gibson".

Belle choked, Natasha took another drink.

"What if, he is Victor Gibson what will you do to him? Kill him again. You can't blame him either. It wasn't his fault when it happen".

Sighed. "Forget about this all right. I wonder why your precious brother is stalking me".

"He's not at home".

"True. What makes him suddenly act like that?" Belle shrugs. "Don't play cold with me princess. I saw him everywhere I went. Stalking me and what exactly is he trying to play?"

Belle shrugged again. "You should ask him. I will not involve myself in these issues. I did ask him and he seems to really want to talk with you in person".

"I'm not interested!"

"Are you rejecting him?"

"I have no time with a man, Belle, look how tough my job was. If I had a man with me I'm afraid he's going to die after a couple of hours".

Belle looks struck, Natasha continues.

"I'm not killing but you know everytime it happens for example if one of the criminals I caught then went to jail or bailed out, they would get their revenge on me. So, I'm afraid of that".

Sighs, "Not just that. Even you, the twins, our friends and my family. It connected. Those jerks will kill you all".

Belle reaches her hand and smiles. "I try to protect all of you. Tell him to stop all right!"

"Tell him all by yourself".

"Belle!"

Gibson walked to the hall with a tool box in his hand. He went inside one of the classes to fix and repair with teacher permission.

Gently he dragged the chair out of the class and started to hammering the chair back it used to. There was a fight between the boys inside the class, they broke the chair and he had to clean up their messes.

"You should tell the boys to stop fighting then". said Gibson.

The English teacher, sighing harder, said,

"It happened before. These rascals will never stop, look how ugly their faces were after the fight".

Gibson takes a look inside the class where the three boys sitting separately row, who got bruises and blood on their nose and face.

After the fight those boys had been sent to infirmary and waited until the end of the class.

Gibson's smile shook his head. The English teacher spoke back, "They got principal an heart attack!"

"All done". He put the chair back inside the class. "Be careful on that chair. I may hammering it but I'm not sure if this chair will stand longer enough, just look at your students".

He pointed out, "I believe this chair will crush again and never can be fixed anymore".

"Thank you, Mr. James, if it still happens again I'll claim the chair from them".

He nod smile then walk to the corridor when he hear this voice from the speaker saying,

"Attention all girls student, please do not put your lips on the mirror after using the toilet. I repeat 'do not'! There will be a punishment if I catch each one of you doing this again. And for Mr. James please proceed to my office if you hear this. Thank you".

His feet change the plans that supposed he needs to go to the library but a principal office.

"Wish to see me, principal?" He sat on a chair. "About those girls.."

The principal stopped him, "You know because everyday you wash those lipstick on that mirror and you never complained to me until I was the one who found this".

"I just don't want them to get into trouble because of me. Enough for what happened to Miss Malone I guess everyone knows about it. I just don't want to make any mistakes anymore because of my charming features and you trying to back up on my side. No. I don't want to".

Gibson sighs out loud, the principal speaks back. "You want me to leave you in peace?"

"Don't leave me in peace like you're the principal right, take this responsibility, you must be tough, rough and if you change your attitude, trust me the students will be scared of you. Mostly the teenager's are troublemakers not the kids".

The principal nodded. Gibson gently pushed the chair and walked to the door.

"I'm just the gardener and I had no right to throw someone on fire". Then he left the office.

As he reaches the ground. Mia makes him jump by surprising him. He smiled and patted his chest.

"So, what did she say?"

The father and daughter walk. "Oh well, nothing matters. Didn't you have a class?"

"Miss Bee is on leave so there is no substitute teacher to replace her. And we like skinwalkers. We go whenever we like. What are you doing?"

He looked over his shoulder, "I don't know what I should do now. Oh yes, I probably need to go to the girl's toilet".

"You should teach them a lesson. I'm a girl. I know what those slut doing inside the toilet, they even share how fantastic it was having a .. you know begin with 'S' and end with 'X'.

"If I were you I would wash that mirror with toilet bowl water letting the bacteria get inside their body systems and watch them slowly die".

Mia looks up at him as he smirks. She got that thought. "You did that already?" He nodded his head. "No wonder you didn't get mad at them. How did you do it?"

"You didn't ask". He smiled.

"Unbelievable!" She jumped with excitement, hugging him around the waist. She gasped and backed away. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hug you".

"It's okay". He patted her arm. "At least no one saw it. Just you and me, our little secret". He wink at her.

Later in the evening. Belle just got back from work, the twins and Doctor Craig are heading their way to buy a pizza for dinner.

Doctor Craig drives Belle's car and she takes a shower. Her body and hair were covered with soap and shampoo when someone rang that door as she was taking a shower.

She screams under this rain shower when hear the bell. "Oh my eyes. Who is it? Dang it!" Her hand reached the shower head and washed all over her body.

The door still rang madly. "Just a minute! Why didn't you come earlier before I take my shower".

Belle groans, quickly she bolts out from the bathroom to the bedroom and wears her clothes. Her body and hair were still wet as she ran toward the door.

"All right. All right! I'm coming". She swung the door open and revealed. "F*cking guy".

"You BITCH!"

Her eyes wide open as Amy Brickfield pounce on top of her. These women are now struggling on the floor. Amy scratches Belle's skin and her face with her fingernail.

She screams. "Get off of me you bitch!"

"I found you! I finally had you with me alone. Didn't Craig tell you that I will kill you with my bare hand? You f*CK this time, Belle and I will seize this chance".

Amy choked her to death. "Where... my.. Craig!"

"In my ass!"

Amy's hand wrapped tightly around Belle's throat, barely she could speak or scream for help.

Belle put her thumb on Amy's eyes and squeezed it until she let her throat free to breathe. She coughs, crawling on the floor.

Amy grabs Belle by the ankle. This time she had no chance. "Well, suck to be you!" Shout Belle to Amy Brickfield.

Belle punched Amy's left cheek and she stumbled back on the floor. She is now on top of Amy as she slammed her back hard on the floor.

Belle screams, slapping on her face. Her handful hand grabbed Amy's hair and yanked it out, ripping it by the roots.

Amy tries to get free. She lets out a subhuman shriek of pain. "No one came into my house and attacked me!"

Belle punches Amy in the face again. "You should know I'm married to a PSYCHOPATH and I bear his child!

"No one. No one couldn't kill me neither you. I'm invincible... Ow!"

Amy yanks Belle's hair, she turns and stays on top of Belle once again. Continually scratching her skin.

"Hey, there is a limit!"

Both women continually fight on the floor. From the hall, Doctor Craig could hear Belle shouting and screaming as his foot stepping out from the elevator with the twins stood both of his side.

He saw the door is open and someone is with her inside the apartment. Familiar with the voice.

"You twins stay here. Take this pizza and go hiding behind that plant. No one comes to that door unless I ask you two, you understand?"

"What happened? Why do I hear mom screaming, what the heck is going on!"

"Stay!" Doctor Craig rushed toward the door and found this. "Amy, STOP!" He yanked her up from Belle. "You psycho bitch get off of her!"

Grab her around the waist, their eyes met. "What is wrong with you and what are you doing here?"

Amy Brickfield breathed heavily as Arman and Mia stormed inside the apartment and found their mother laid flat on the floor with blood and bruises on her skin.

The twins approach. "Mom are you alright?"

"Do I look all right to you!"

"Guess not".

Amy struggling around his grip, Doctor Craig slapped her on the face. He spoke in anger.

"I never slapped someone, especially toward women". She stops struggling, holding on her cheek. "Today is your lucky day. That's your slapped present I give you".

"Craig!" She cried. "You broke our engagement because of this bitch! This is all her fault, our relationship is breaking apart. You should've known that".

"No, Amy we breaking apart because of you. You did this to us, to our relationship we built for years. There is nothing to do, Belle is all about you, Amy!"

She breathed heavier than before, she growled and attacked him with her fingernail. Scratching him.

"Why did you do this to us! Why did you do this to our relationship!"

"That is ENOUGH, Amy!"

"NO! I will not have enough of you".

Doctor Craig suddenly laid flat on his back on the floor, how strong she is that she can push him down on the floor without him noticing.

Mia jumped on her back. "Get off of me, you little bitch!"

"You hurt my mom and our Uncle Craig, this is what you deserve from us. The twins attack!"

Arman joins the fight, holding down Amy's legs and biting it, helping his sister. Amy screams in pain.

"Good job, Arman bites her more down there will ya!"

Doctor Craig holds Mia and Arman before they could hurt themself. Belle into rescuing Doctor Craig and her kids.

She grabs Mia and Arman off from Amy, and gives Amy's another punch on her face. She stumbled on her back again.

"Mental she is". Belle stares at her kids. "Back away kids this bitch will explode any moment, argh!"

What Belle said was right, Amy never gave up and will killed her with her bare hand.

"I killed you, Belle! I killed you!"

Scream Amy Brickfield to Belle on the floor. Exactly the moment, Belle felt heavy weight lifted on top of her. At last she could breathe again.

She saw Amy was thrown away by someone. Something by a force that tossed her back on the floor again.

That force wasn't from Doctor Craig nor from the twins but Ethan James known as Victor Gibson.

Belle is familiar with that face as he growled. Red eyes like the devil, stuttering lips as he holds his own anger. He looked down at Amy.

Gritting his teeth. "Get.. your filthy hand... away from my... WIFE!"