15-Come Back

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Still Tori's pov:

'Where am I?...'
"H-huh?.."
I woke up, my eyes squinting. And my head blasting. I turned to my right to see my foster parents crying.
"Ma? Mom?"

"T-tori!!"
They both rushed to me hugging tightly. My back was a little sore, so I hissed.
"A-ah, it hurt—"
I yelped, but when I hugged them back, I didn't even feel my arm properly, it was like a metal attached to it.
Shakily, I turned my head toward the arm which felt numb.
I screamed.
"Ma! Wh—what is this!?"
Patricia cupped my cheeks looking deeply into my eyes.
"I... Your mom had something... Wh-when you... Lost your arm..."
Her words were choked up from crying too much. Paula covered her mouth on the other hand, seemed like holding her tears back.
I just looked at them in compete terror. Slowly reaching out to my face, with my other hand, I felt like some scratches on the other side of the face...
Why couldn't I see from my other eye?
Why is there a mechanical limb attached to my other side?
Why?

"WHY?"
I gagged out, gritting my teeth.

"Tori please-"
"where is Tamara."
I hissed, the pain got worse, but I could care less.
"Honey please..."

"I said, where is she!?"
I shot back at them, jumping out of my bed.

[I'm so sorry everyone school is freaking crushing me with a truck loaded of homework ;~;]

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