Chapter 21

Jordan Miller

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"Happy birthday, Jordan!" 

I opened my eyes immediately, blinking harshly to get used to the white blinding light, plus the bright sunlight streaming into the room from the binds that had been drawn up. Fuck, Catherine.

"What the fuck? Why is the light so bright? Am I dying?"

Cathy laughed, a little too excited for her good. It wasn't even her birthday. "I said Happy birthday, you dummy."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Leave me alone." 

I tried pulling the covers over my face, but she didn't let me. I sighed. I was beginning to hate staying over at her place. It was getting annoying, having her wake up bright and early in the morning to pester the hell out of me. I didn't know how someone could be so hyper in the morning. Hell, I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

"Jordan!" She scolded. "I spent all night making a birthday cake for you and you can't even ack