Chapter 6

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Jenn's PoV

"Jenn McAllister?" they call my name. I get up from the old plush chair I've been sitting in for 2 hours.

"You may see Jc now," the lady at the front desk tells me. She has long brown hair with blonde dyed tips at the end. "Thank you-" I look at her name tag, "Jasmine." She nods and tells me Jc is in room 205.

I rush down the halls frantically looking for room 205. "203, 204, 205!" I whisper to myself. Before opening the door I look threw the rectangular shaped window on the door. I spy Jc, he's awake which makes me sigh with relief. Then I look over and see someone sitting by him, holding his hand. I see long blonde hair that has a tint of brunette in it. The figure doesn't turn around, so I can't find out who it is.

Jc's PoV

"Mr. Caylen, would you like to request to see anyone? We have a couple of visitors waiting." I open my eyes and see a figure hovering over me. I have visitors? Why? "Why do I have visitors? Where am I?" I ask. My voice is very groggily and scratchy. What happened?

"Mr. Caylen, you were in a car crash with Ricky Dillon," he tells me. Shock floods my body. A crash? With Ricky?

"Wait, what?" I ask in surprise. I look around me and see a white tray sitting next to me with some food and water. "Right now, you will most likely not have any memory of what happened or where you are. Just to reassure you, that's normal. You will gain your memory back in roughly around 12 hours," he tells me. For a minute, I'm unable to blink. He has that right. I can't remember a thing.

"Now, again, we have some visitors. Would you like to see anyone?" he asks me again. I can't even remember who anyone is, how can I choose my visitors? "Um, who's here?" I ask. "Someone who claims to be your girlfriend is here. Do you remember having a girlfriend?" he asks. A girlfriend? Definently don't remember having a girlfriend.

"Um I don't remember having a girlfriend. But send her up anyways," I tell the doctor. "Okay," he replies and leaves the room.

About 5 minutes later he returns with a girl with long blonde hair. She sits in the chair across from me and gives me a worried look. "Jc! I was so worried," she says. She reminds me of someone, but I just cant remember. "So you're my girlfriend?" I ask. "Yes," she says. She looks certain. I mean, couldn't I have remembered having a girlfriend? "Okay, well I don't really remember you. Hopefully I will later. Anyways, what's your name?" I ask the girl. "My name is Lia. Lia Marie Johnson," she says smiling. I give her a weak smile back. While she was looking at me, I spot a girl looking threw the window. She looks even more familiar than the girl in front of me.

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