BOTDF ADOPTED ME!?

I need Marshal.

It felt like I was floating, awake, but asleep, dead, but alive. It didn't make sense. I couldn't tell what day it was, or if I was even still alive. I could feel some things, and what I couldn't feel I could hear. But I could not see. What I heard just broke my heart. Dahvie was holding my hand, whispering my name over and over again. Soon he let go of my hand, and I began to panic, but I couldn't move. A steel cord stretched over a wooden instrument shook me from my thoughts, I could hear slight pings on the guitar, tears. A few broken notes left Dahvie's mouth, but I could hear what he was singing, "You're the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, the only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star, you're the song in the car, I sing along don't know why I do." Then the three words I've wanted to here my whole life. "I miss you."

My eyes fluttered open and light blinded me, forcing my eyes shut again, I gave up on rousing myself from my long slumber, and went back to sleep.

"TJ, TJ please, please wake up!" I heard, it was fuzzy, but there. I tried, yet again, to open my eyes, and this time it worked! I could see! Dahvie looked like he hadn't slept in years, and Jayy looked as though he tried every drug in the world, Dahvie's hair was tied back in a bun, but I could tell it hadn't been washed in days, maybe even weeks, Jayy was the same way.

"What happened to you guys?" I managed to croak out after a few tries, making both of them jump, which, in turn, made me laugh a dry, crackling laugh. My throat felt like I tried to swallow The Sahara Desert, and my stomach felt as though my throat had been clawed out. While my head felt as light as if my brain were made of helium, my body felt as though I had been eating stones for as long as I had been out.

I heard someone clear their throat, signalling their arrival. "Well, Tori Jane-" I cut him off. "Let me stop you right there! If you call me that one more time I will give you a Columbian Neck tie. And I am not even joking. If you don't know what it is, it's where a slit is cut into the neck, then the tongue is cut off and placed in said slit. So, unless you want that, call me TJ." I said with venom in my voice, I don't joke when it comes to my name. Ever. "Okay then, TJ, You gave your parents here quite a scare, but you will make a full recovery, but the scars you gave yourself will never fade. We want to keep you here for a week, to make sure that you aren't going to try anything like that again. After that you can leave." She explained, flipping her blonde hair back with her pretty pink painted fingernails.

"Look, you preppy little-" I growled before dahvie put his hand over my mouth, I promptly licked him. "Anyway, I will be leaving now. Do I look like I care? One: I will leave. Two: get out. Three: I will end you if you don't." I said with a snarl. I've always hated doctors. They give me the creeps, in their white coats and "I know more than you, so I'm better" attitude.

"Okay, but if you end up back here with those kinds of wounds we will have to put you in the mental ward. I really don't want to have to keep you here any longer than you have to be. Your parents have been scaring the other patients and visitors." She said with a look of disgust plainly written on her face.

"Oh, I doubt they did it on purpose." I said, matching her facial expression.

"Dressing like that they did. There is no way that that's all they have!" I got off the bed on amazingly strong legs and walked towards her, towering over her small frame.

"Look here, they are their own person, I'm not saying shut up, but shut up." I growled before walking brushing past her to get to a bag of clothes sitting on the bedside table in the sterile white room. "No, if you will all excuse me, I need to change to go home." Grabbing the bag I kind of shoved/pulled Dahvie and Jayy out of the room while giving doctor prep a death stare. Walking into the tiny bathroom I took the gown off and looked in the mirror, gasping at all the marks and scars covering my body, I quickly put on the underwear and clothes that Dahvie and Jayy had brought me, thankfully they chose long sleeves and jeans, so no one would see, thankfully. Pulling on the jeans I realized that they were sticking, and I always made sure that all my clothes were loose. I made a vow right then to lose the weight I had gained here.