Lucinda's birthday 3

He smiled and caressed his cheek. 

"Your slap is just like a massage." He beamed. 

"See what you cost!!" She ranted, clenching her fists.

"Just let him go. What's so special about him?" He inquired, trying to grab her hand when she smacked his hand.

"Everything about him is special. I can't believe you kissed me. Eww." She growled and brought out her tongue, rubbing it with her hand.

"Since he's gone, why don't we have some more fun? You're not a great kisser, but I can teach you."He smirked.

"You know what? Stay away from me." Lucinda declared and started walking away towards the bedroom.

"If you are acting like this because of him, stop it. He doesn't deserve you," Nathan muttered.

She smirked and turned to look at him.

"So you deserve me?" She asked bluntly.

"Yes, indeed." He replied.

"Get out!!" She yelled and entered the bedroom.

Nathan stood in front of the bedroom door and opened it, looking inside. Lucinda was about to take off her dress when she looked back and their eyes met.

She snatched a towel from the bed and tossed it at him. It landed on his face.

"Pervert, get out of my house!!" She yelled and rushed to him. He was trying to get the towel off his face. She held the towel to his face and started leading him to the entrance of the house and pushed him outside. She slammed the door on his face and walked back into the house.

"Pheew." She sighed, wiping sweat off her forehead. All she needed to do now was eat and go look for Ralph afterward.

She dashed into the bathroom and stripped naked. She turned on the shower and started massaging her body with a pink soap. Her mind drifted to what just happened. She sighed. Their relationship had just started and they had started having arguments. 

She finished bathing and put on her clothes, heading to the living room to eat her food when she saw Medusa on the couch eating the food.

"What the fuck?!?" She yelled and rushed to Medusa on the couch and dragged her food from her.

"What's the matter?" Medusa inquired, with her mouth filled with food.

"Why will you eat the food you just saw on the table without my permission?" Lucinda inquired.

"I thought you left it for me," Medusa growled. 

Lucinda sat next to her and looked down at the food.

Medusa has left a small quantity of food for her to eat.

"This food was made by my honeybun," Lucinda muttered.

"Oh, you mean Ralph. Speaking of Ralph, where is he?" Medusa queried, looking around.  

"He has gone somewhere," Lucinda muttered, eating the food.

"What do you mean by "somewhere"? You don't know where he is, do you?" Medusa asked. 

"Yes," Lucinda mumbled, chewing the food.

"Which kind of girlfriend are you?" Medusa inquired.

"Stop talking. I will go look for him after I have finished eating. We had a little argument." Lucinda replied.