Adopted by Cameron Dallas.

30.Super Spies

Addison's pov

I woke up in the middle of the night because a nightmare so I was currently tip toeing down the stairs to get some juice that always calms me.

I opened the refrigerated and was about to get some juice when the kitchen lights turned on. I swear I almost jumped out of my skin. I turned around and saw my dad with a slightly angry yet sleepy face. I smiled lightly and waved wiggling my fingers.

"Addison it is 3:34 in the morning I'm trying to figure out why the hell you are up right now", he said.

"Dad I was just getting some juice", I said in a low voice.

"Go upstairs now", he said in an angry voice.

"But dad I had a nightmare and I'm just getting some juice to cal-"

"Addison", he warned.

"Fine", I huffed.

"I love you", he said as I walked up the stairs I ignored him.

I say back in my bed and couldn't seem to fall back asleep. No matter what position I was in or what method I was trying to fall asleep nothing was working. I got up out of bed and walked to CJ's room.

His baseball decorated door and keep out sight is the only thing that showed in the dark hallway. I opened the door and it slightly creaked. I heard CJ groan. Crap.

I walked up to his bed and stood at the edge.

"C", I whispered. C was his nickname for his nickname.

"Whaaaaattttt Addie", he whined.

"Can I sleep in your bed tonight", I begged.

"Addie", he groaned.

"Please", I said dragging the e.

"Fine", he said scooting over.

"Thank you CJ", he said hinting me to thank him.

"Thanks C", I said mocking him.

"Your welcome small little girl", he said kissing my hair. Sometimes he loves me.

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight Addie"

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I woke up the next morning in CJ's bed still. He was sleeping with his mouth wide open and he kinda looked like dad. I got out of his bed and walked downstairs. I went into the den and laid down. I stuffed my head in the pillow and squealed an exhausted squeal. I got back up and sat down in a chair in the kitchen.
I didn't get good sleep in CJ's room either. I kept having a reoccurring dream about my "real" parents.

"Good morning Addie how'd you sleep", Emily asked.

"Okay", I breathed out.

"What's up", she said in slight concern.

"Just sleepy", I said propping my elbow up on the counter and putting my head in the palms of my hands.

I rubbed my eyes and yawned. We were on break for thanksgiving although that was on Thursday. Today is Tuesday and Sophia and I are going to spy on her moms boyfriend today.

"Emily", I asked.

"Yes"

"Can I go to Sophia's house today", I asked.