11

"CAN WE TRUST you not to run away? Like, again?"

I was jolted awake early in the morning just because Justin, Drake and Parker had to go to college.

I ought to be angry, but I was overwhelmed by surprise by the fact that Justin was educated. I had told him as much, to which he just glared. He seemed incapable of doing anything different for a change. I was convinced that anger management classes were on his everyday schedule.

As sad as it was, I was used to glares. I was accustomed to receiving them from everyone who couldn't tolerate my father. I never glared back. I found hostility pointless. That was another reason I wasn't the perfect candidate for running a company- my competitive spirit was rusty.

"I told you once and I'll tell you again," I sighed through my nose, "I am not going to run away." Not without proving to you that you're wrong about my father.

"I don't trust you," Justin said bluntly, face blank. "I say we get a cage," he suggested to Drake and Parker. I looked at hi