Chapter 54 Trying to Fight Me, Huh?

When we arrived home, both Lynette and I were cheesed off because we fought all the way home. She mocked me as a good-for-nothing and she said that it served me right that my face was scratched while I taunted back, saying that she was an ungrateful brat. I should have just sat out and watched her being beaten up by the gang, then taken a snap of her when they had ripped her clothes off. She accused me again of being a pervert and dirty punk while I called her a gangster. I rebuked her for not behaving herself and stealing other people’s boyfriend. I even said that she would surely become a mistress in the future. She was so mad that she slapped me in the face, thereafter we ignored each other until we arrived home.