Bellamy's Point Of View
I was startled awake by a pounding on my door. I was still tired as hell, but there was an extreme arousal filling my body. It made no sense, considering it hadn't even been 4 hours since I used my suppressant.
*Bam... Bam... Bam... Bam...*
"Yeah! I'm coming! Calm down!" I yelled, climbing out of bed.
'Ugh... someone better be dying...'
I opened the door and Delcain flinched. I felt a little bad for him, but he was interrupting my sleep after pulling one of the most stressful all nighters of my life.
"Del, what is it?" I asked. I couldn't help but notice that he was a little pale and sweating a bit. He seemed nervous.
"Cole sent me a text. Asked me to wake you and tell you to go to the theater as fast as you can. He told me not to come so I'm not sure what's wrong." Delcain said, speaking so fast I could barely track what he was saying.