Theo POV
My night, sucked. I kept thinking bad thoughts about what the girls were going to do to poor Bethany. I dreamed of all sorts of bad endings and ways the day would go. Seeing her covered in makeup, her nails bright pink, her hair in braids of different colors. I woke up in a sweat, my sheets tangled around my legs as I fought to get out of the mess I had made with my thrashing body during the night.
The day was just starting, and I was already tired and grumpy. My mind played so many tricks on me last night. I showered and had a coffee, not bothering to grab anything to eat; there would be plenty of that during the day. I headed over to my parents' place bright and early. The streets were almost empty, being Sunday, and most were still sleeping off a night out on the town or wak
