Tori POV
After what I just realized, I found out I couldn't sleep. Elliot's voice in his head slept with me, and Elliot didn't remember it. It sounded crazy. I was terrified, yet curious. What happens when Elliot doesn't have control? Mr. Robot seemed like the dominate one of the two personalities, and liked me to some extent, well, he liked having sex with me. It was really really good sex, but I shouldn't have done it. We only did it once, and he was already hooked, but what does that have to say about Elliot? Did he like me that way? Well, he did because of the way we kissed in the pool, so that answered that question, but did he want me to stay? Not to mention, Mr. Robot scared the hell out of me. So actually being Elliot's girlfriend would be a challenge because of his more dominant side. I had so little time to figure all of this out and we were leaving tomorrow. The next day, we were supposed to go home, but crazy enough when we got to the airport we found out our flight had been canceled. Not only our flight back to Kansas but all of the flights going to Kansas were canceled. We were stuck. In New York City. Great. Well, maybe It would be great. Maybe it would give me enough time to figure all of this stuff out with Elliot. When we found another hotel and got our stuff up to our rooms, the girls wanted to go shopping again. So we went. Not that I cared, but shopping seemed like the perfect thing for the moment to deflect my problems for now. I was too afraid to confront Elliot again for fear of confronting Mr. Robot instead. I needed to stay away for now. Unless Elliot actually took over control and wanted to go on a date, stalking him seemed pointless and stupid.
So I did what I do best. I took care of myself, and spent money. Every time I walked into a store, my addiction took over. I wanted everything in the store. I thought about Phillip. He wanted someone to help him feel better about himself. He couldn't control himself and it caused him to loose everything. He was so far stuck inside his own loop of bad decisions that he could never get out. That's how I felt when I was in a store, except I didn't feel physically sick unless it was too hot in the store and I needed to eat something. Florescent lights drew my eyes to the next store and the next store. My eyes got excited with each new thing I saw in the store windows. There was a new retro alternative Japanese store called 'Unicorn Bliss' the store was lit up with blue, and pink fluorescent lights. It drew my attention further and further away from the group of women in my family. I ran inside, feeling enchanted by the music playing inside. Arianna Grande was playing in the background. The beat was sick. I couldn't stop swaying my hips. I met a group of Japanese girl that looked about my age, and they instantly became my friends. We all liked the same things. Blue, pink, and purple. Anything Disney Princess. Anything cute. Anything body-flattering. We started dancing in the store. Even though I wasn't that great a dancer we got a crowd's attention. Aimi Yamamato was the one with shoulder length lavender hair and blue colored contacts, and she was visiting from Tokyo, Japan. Tora was the one with long pink hair that had been put in pigtails and green colored contacts and was Aimi's sister. Sawako Suzuki was the one with long turquoise blue hair and pink contact lenses and she was here for collage. Uta and Rini were here permanently and spoke very good English. Uta Fukushima had long navy hair and baby blue circle lenses in. Rini Hirabayashi had soft curly grey hair a tad bit longer than her chin and had lavender circle lenses in.

I told them I wanted to get colored contacts and they recommended a brand that I would love. We bought a lot of stuff from that store. Then we went to another cool store called 'Happy Usagi' that had a lot of cute stuff. Then to another store and another store. Everything in each store seemed to be discounted, extremely low for some wonderful reason. All we had to do was use our phones to discount the stuff we wanted to buy. It seemed sketchy but easy, and I wanted them to like me. After I got all of the girl's numbers, and them mine, we parted ways. I had to face my mother for leaving the group. That was not going to be an easy task. "Tori! Where were you?!", Christy shouted. "I went shopping.", I said as I walked up to the others. I was starting to get super hot, and super sweaty. I probably spent too much money. I looked at her with an apologetic look in my eyes,"I'm sorry." "Don't say you're sorry to me. Your mom is gonna KILL you!!", Christy grabbed my hand and lead me to the rest of the huge group.
When we all got back to the hotel, I checked my bank account on my phone. I had spend just over $500,000 dollars! Or rather I had negative $500,000 dollars in my account. Those con women took my money!! How could that have happened?! They slipped their 'electronic coupons' into my phone and somehow got a hold of my debit card information!! "Christy! Christy, I'm in big trouble!!", I pulled my older cousin back to face me. "What happened?", she sighed and rubbed her temples. "I'm been robbed! My debit card has been hacked!!", I tried to calm down but it didn't show in my voice. "WHAT?!!", she shouted at me as she grabbed my phone. Christy's face went pale,"Tori! How did this happen?!" "I-I-I don't know!! There were these cool Asian chicks and they took me shopping and told me I could get discounts with this electric coupon app and I think that's how they did it!", the last few words of that sentence were a little bit inaudible because of my crying. They swindled me. Now what? "Tori, this is bad. These chicks hacked your whole account.", Christy said with concern. "How can we fix this?", I said with a shaky voice as I was still crying. "Well, we're going to have to take is to a computer tech to get it looked at because it looks like your phone has a virus too.", Christy said calmly. My happy shaky voice interrupted her calm one,"I KNOW SOMEONE WHO CAN FIX THIS!!" If anyone could fix this, Elliot could!
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Two Broken People
FanfictionDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS FROM THE TV SERIES MR. ROBOT, OR THE MUSIC OR THE PICTURES POSTED IN THIS STORY. THIS IS A FANFICTION. Sometimes we don't realize how broken we are. Sometimes we know, and we're too messed up to want to fix o...