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. Wyatt pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to calm himself. 'First of all, Ara,