Seventeen

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As soon as we got back, I looked at Jaime.

"C-can I go to Justin's?" I asked. She nodded, and put a hand on Sam's back.

I bolted down the road, and knocked on the door. His mom answered.

"Oh, hello Raylin. Are you alright?" She asked, putting her hands on my shaking shoulders. I nodded, lying so I could see Justin faster.

"Can I see Justin?" I asked, forcing out the words without stuttering. She nods.

"He's in his room. It's the last one in the hallway," she says. I nodded, and started up their stairs.

I heard music coming from the end of the hallway, a walked down.

I knocked on the door, and heard the music turn down. Footsteps could be heard, coming noticeably closer.

"Hey," he says, opening the door wider and stepping back. I walked in, and ran a hand in my hair. "What happened?" He asks, walking closer.

"We had to take a blood test. And.." tears flooded down my cheeks, and I choked on a sob. In seconds I felt the warmth of his arms around me. I hugged back, tears flying from my eyes like nobody's business. "Sam's not my real brother. They mixed him and my real brother up."

"Oh god.." he whispered, hugging me tighter. I finally let out all the tears I had been holding in. "But you love Sam like he's your blood brother, that's what matters right? It doesn't matter if you guys are blood related. You two have been with each other, and had each others back through everything. That's more important," He says, his hand rubbing up and down my back.

"B-but what if Sam hates me? He blamed me for him not getting a life with his mom. When we thought we were related, he said it was all my fault our mom gave him up. He had the chance to live with his real mom, and they... they.." a sob left my throat, and I quit talking. Justin rubbed my back gently, and we stood in his room for a good five minutes before either of us spoke again.

"He won't hate you. Just talk to him. Well, not now, because I wanna keep holding you, but when you go home, ask Jaime for some privacy." I nodded, and he guided us to his bed. "Wanna watch a movie to take your mind off of it?" I nodded again, and he pulled away. I sat on his bed, and he grabbed a few movie cases from a shelf by his TV. I glanced around his room and saw various posters. Ones of the show Supernatural, and some of The Walking Dead.

I smiled.

"You watch The Walking Dead?" I questioned. He turned to me.

"Its only my favorite show. Do you watch it?" He asks. I nodded, and he smiled, and reached for another case. He placed the ones he had down, and walked over, handing me the other one. "Wanna have a marathon?" He inquired. My smile grew as I nodded.

He put the disc into his DVD player, and came back over to me, grabbing his remote from his desk top on the way.

So, we sat there for awhile, my mind off of Sam and Jaime as Justin held me in his arms. We were both in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company and being together.

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