“Guess what, honey, I’m not a f—ing puppet, I’m a grown f—ing woman,” Natalie continued. Natalie explains that she has tried to apologize for the “delicious” comment many times, and Renee is choosing not to hear it, and that’s when Renee attacked.
One more time, let’s slow it down.
Normally when these kinds of fights break out and they have to be broken up, that’s that, but after Drita makes an attempt to make nice between the two women, Renee calms down — briefly — and says she’s letting it all go. The delicious comment, everything. But as soon as there’s a calm moment, Natalie remarks, “I’m a puppet. I’m just waiting for somebody to pull my strings,” Renee lunges for her again.
“This is absolutely ridiculous, I’m totally out of my comfort zone,” Alicia remarks. “The way I was raised, women don’t act like this.”
“I’m f—ing stunned,” Drita says of the events that just unfolded. And to be fair, even though we’ve seen a lot of fights on Mob Wives, we’ve never seen Renee like this before. “They ain’t gonna be able to get past this, I’ll tell you that right now.”
“At this point I do think that they’re going to hurt each other, I don’t think it’s going to stop here,” Alicia says.
“Do you guys realize this was breakfast? Not in a club, drunk, anyone whacked out?” Drita asks Ang and Alicia when they escape to the pool. “This is the only group of women that can end up with a brawl over breakfast because of one word. It’s so demented.”
“Renee went from mentor to mental,” Natalie adds.
“She pushed every single button I have yesterday,” Renee says. “You wanna nose-to-nose me and dare me? What do you think I am, a punk? Do you think I’m a punk?”
“Renee, look,” Drita tells her, “You both can move past this…Just put it behind you and start from fresh.”
“I’ll handle her the way I f—ing want to,” Renee says.
“But we DO!” Ang responds.
“You don’t f—ing get it. I just need everybody to leave me the f— alone!” Natalie tells them.
“I reached out to Natalie and she blew ME off? Well, f— her,” is Renee’s response to this whole shebang. “You’re either with me or you’re against me, and if you’re against me, you’re f—ed.”