Tabby wagged a finger, "Tut tut. I fell victim to the Bitchzilla myself! I'd just rather use fists than words to express my unending dislike of the Traitorous Terror. It's just....I dunno..." Tabitha's eyes narrowed. Her brain was thinking trying to puzzle something out but she felt as though she were missing pieces.
"Well I totally get where Josh is coming from. He's saying what we're all thinking, you know? Thank god she's not on my team. I hate her too...and she...she caused a lot of suffering. Hell, she beat the shit out of me personally." Her words were getting a little disjointed and fragmented as shelost herself in thought. Tabitha never forgot what happened that night. Sometimes she still woke up in a cold sweat, that phantom feeling of her leg bone snapping still fresh. Vanessa had honest to god scared her. But there was something about the whole thing. About Vanessa...Vanessa bugged her for some reason, nothing had ever seemed to ring true with her. But she could never bring herself to delve too deeply into why that was. Or actually confront the other girl. Tabitha chewed her bottom lip, wanting to say something but bit back the words. Better to just forget about it.
"No you're right. You're right. Nevermind. Forget it. I'm just reading too deeply into things." She shrugged and swept into a different topic. "But on the topic of yellin' and spittin', how about that multiple-cat fight between Regan and her sister a week ago?"