Crazy Love

Chapter 8- The next Day

Tori's POV

When it was morning, the TV was still on, so I turned it off.

I hope I didn't keep Tammy up all night with that on.

I sat up and yawned. I ran my fingers through my hair, to get some knots out of it.

I got up and looked for the bathroom. After a minute, I found it, and entered it. I looked in the mirror. The marks that had been left in my face after the fall, had scarred over and were almost completely healed. I starred picking at them, breaking the wound open. I winced it pain.

I cleaned off the wound, as well as washing my face off with water, and went back to the living room. I fell into the comfy couch. A second later, Tamara came out of her room.

Tamara's POV
As I walked out of my room, I saw Tori. I had almost forgotten about her. I saw one of the scars on her face had broken open, but it looked cleaned out I walked over to her.

"One of the scars on your face broke open," I said.

"Oh, did it now? I guess I didn't notice," she said sarcastically. I rolled my nonexistent eyes at her.

"Just making sure you knew, commie," I said.

I need to stop calling her that. I thought.

"I know, Jehovah's witnesses," she said.

I walked to the kitchen, and from the kitchen I asked, "You hungry, Tori?"

"Yeah, suuuure," She said.

I heard the TV click on. I grabbed a bag of pretzels because I didn't have any breakfast food. I also grabbed a bottle of water.

"Thirsty, Commie?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said and took the water bottle and chugged it.

Damn. I thought. She was thirsty.

Tori's POV

After I was done chugging the water, I crushed the bottle with my robotic arm. I threw it to the kitchen trash can, which was really just across the room.

I kept my focus on the TV. I kept switching channels until I came to an anime called, Super Lovers. I love this anime. Tamara looked confused about the concept of it though.