Chapter 9: Couch Potatoes

|| Arabella ||

'Stop hitting me, you crazy girl!" Theo shouted as I kept beating him with a cushion.

'No," I dragged out the word, not willing to back down at all.

Protecting his face with his forearms, he clamored, 'At least get off me."

'Never." I was sitting on his chest. My knees were on his either side, locking him in a mount position. Tonight I was determined to teach him a lesson.

'You are heavy!"

'And you are evil!"

Theo managed to push away the pillow from my hand, so I started pummelling him with my fist.

'What the fuck is going on?" I stopped hitting Theo and looked over my shoulder at a frustrated Wyatt who was seconds away from turning red from anger. 'What are you guys, five?"

'He fed me toothpaste cookies and this shitty juice," I complained like a little child, pointing at the content on the coffee table.

'She is stupid enough to fall for it. Not my fault," Theo defended himself.