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*Samara's POV*

I woke up to an empty bed. Just me in it. Wonder where Justin is... Ugh, I get out of my bed and I seen that my phone is gone also. I must have left it down stairs yesterday when everything went down.

So I walked downstairs and seen that the house was empty. Great... I decided to cook breakfast for Justin for when he gets back. I made eggs, bacon, pancakes, and french toast. I put it all in the oven so it can stay warm. I looked around the house and seen it was a mess. Well, shit. Might as well clean for him too.

I spent the next 3 hours cleaning his house for him and he still hasn't showed up. Where the hell could he be? I'm just gonna watch movies until he comes back then.


*Justin's POV*

Oh. My. God. What did I just do? How did I end up in Liz's bed? I checked my phone and I seen I had texts between me and Liz. She invited me over to talk and I guess I did. But why am I in her damn bed?

I stretch and I hear her annoying voice.

"Good morning Justy. You were amazing last night!" She chirped.

"How the fuck did I end up in your bed Liz?" I screamed at her.

"Calm down, I only slipped something in your drink." She smiled at me. I glared at her and wanted to scream. She basically raped me. What the fuck am I going to tell Sam? I'm fucked.


*Samara's POV*


I finally found my phone and I am so done watching movies. It was getting boring.

I decided to call Chaz and Ryan over. I called Chaz. It rang 2 times before he answered.

"Hello?

"Hey Chaz! It's Sam." I said into the phone.

"Oh, hey Samara!" He chirped. "What's up?"

"Nothing, I'm bored and Justin isn't no where to be found. Do you and Ryan wanna come over until he comes back?" There was silence on the phone for a while before he answered.

"Uh... Sure. Let me get ready and I'll call Ryan then we will be over. Where's Justin? You said you can't find him?" I frowned.

"No, I can't. Do you maybe know where he is?" Again, silence before he answered.

"N-No I d-don't." He stuttered. He's lying.

"Don't lie to me Chaz." I said sternly.

"Ugh, okay. I'll tell you where he is when I see you in person. You aren't gonna be happy. But, I gotta go get ready. Bye." We said our goodbyes and hung up. Wonder what STUPID thing Justin happened to get himself into this time. I just hope he didn't cheat. That's all I'm worried about.

I went upstairs and took a quick shower. When I was done, I scrunched my hair. And put on some makeup. Then I put on some underclothes. I picked out a simple but cute outfit. A purple fitted crop top and a pair of jean shorts. I went downstairs and the doorbell rang. I went and answered it. It was Chaz and Ryan.

"Hi guys." I said with a smile.

"Hey." They said in unison.

"So, Chaz. Tell me." I said sternly.

"You might sit down first." So I sat down. "Justin is at Liz's." I froze. "He went over there last night so they could talk things out and I seen her spike his drink and I told him but he didn't listen to me. He drank it and that's when I left. He wouldn't come along and she may have done something to him. I don't know though." Well, shit. That bitch is gonna get her ass kicked for fucking with Justin.

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