Chapter Twenty-Two-Jaden

I'm livid. I can't believe my dad or Adam for that matter. Going through my stuff? Where is his dignity? Besides being completely humiliated in front of Cade, now he knows I haven't taken my pills and probably thinks I'm insane.

I stare at my closed door wanting nothing more than my dad to fall down the stairs on his way out. Not to mention, I now have to pay all of my bills alone—I don't even care—I'll do whatever to be out from underneath his thumb.

Instead of stew in my pot of my anger, I change into my pajamas and work my way through my homework. I assume Dad left, but Adam doesn't come into my room or try. Smart guy. I'd probably toss a book at his genitals if he did.

I'm midway into an episode of Catfish when I hear someone—or something—peck on my window. Since we're on the second floor, I'm a little concerned, but I walk over and look out.

At first I don't see anyone, but I hear him. "Open the window."

It's Cade. I glance out a