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*Samara's POV*

I'm not even going to lie, I'm fucking scared. I'm forgetting shit. Like Justin, I keep thinking he's Blake. And then I feel horrible. Ugh, I don't know what to do. It's been 3 weeks since the accident and it's getting worse. I'm going to make a doctors appointment probably.

So I've been laying in bed all day today and I think it's time I got up and spent some time with Blake... I mean Justin. Fuck. Okay, get up Samara. I got up and I picked out a random outfit and went into the bathroom to shower. I stripped from my clothes and turned on the water and let it warm up. Once it was warmed up, I stepped into the shower. I washed my hair and body and I shaved. After I was done, I got out. I dried off and got dressed into a Mickey Mouse sweater and black skinny jeans. I went downstairs and seen Justin sitting on the couch.

"Hi Justin." I said after I sat down beside him.

"Hello. How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling fine babe. How are you feeling?"

"Eh, I'm okay. Could be better." I slightly frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just feeling guilty about what happened. If you weren't chasing me, you wouldn't have gotten injured. I'm so sorry for getting you hurt." I seen the pain in his eyes. It wasn't even his fault.

"It's not your fault Bla-Justin. It's fine. Really, I'm not hurt, just a little bruise. It's all going to be okay. I love you. Stop beating yourself up." Fuck, I just about called him Blake. Yup, doctors appointment coming up.

"Uhm, alright. Uhm, lov-love you too babe." He walked away angrily. Dammit.

*Justin's POV*

She really just almost called me Blake. Nope, I'm done. I gotta leave before I hurt someone. So that's what I did. I grabbed my keys and drove away in my car.

I'm going to Liz's house to teach Samara a lesson.

I arrived at her house 10 minutes later. I got out and knocked on the door. Once she answered I crashed my lips into hers. She pulled away and smirked.

"Oh, hello there Justin. What do you want?"

"You know what I want" I growled. I crashed my lips into hers again and pushed her up against the wall.

I think you know what happened after that...

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