I Used To Hate You [Old]

Robot Arm

Tord Pov:

I slowly wake up.

My mind immediately starts thinking about Tom again.

I groan.

I put my hand on my forehead but instead feel only cold metal on my face instead of flesh and I can't seem to feel my forehead.

I look at my right hand and flinch.

Oh right..

I got my arm amputated and replaced with this robotic 1.

That explains why I'm in a hospital bed.

"Oh you're awake!" I hear.

I look to my side and see Sasha, the doctor of the infirmary.

"Hi," I say drowsily and yawn.

"How are you feeling Red Leader?" Sasha asks.

"I feel awful,"

"How so?" Sasha puts on a worried expression.

I sit up and place my human hand on my forehead instead.

"Well my head is full of thoughts and they won't go away no matter what I do,"

"What are the thoughts Red Leader?"

"It's all about my... Old Friend,"

"I'll go get the army therapist for you Red Leader,"

"Do you really think I really need a therapist?" I ask with annoyance in my voice.

"The therapist can help you Red Leader, now please rest until I can discharge you and you can see the therapist,"

"And when will that be?"

"In a day or 2,"

I groan loudly.

This is going to be a loooonnnng 2 days.

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Sorry for short chapter