In a small home. There lay two people on the ground.
A knife on the ground with blood stains on the were shattered pieaces of glass everywhere on the floor.
On the walls there were blood stains. In a small corner there was girl curled up to herself. She had long brown hair. Her skin a nice peach color. She wore a black and white stripped shirt with the same color skirt. Her eyes covered as she locked herself from the outside world.
The girl refused to look up from her postion. She didn't even move from her spot. The police was going to be on there way soon, with no story to back her up. She was probably going to be in a life time of trouble.
The incident was over two weeks after. The nightmares of that day still haunted the girl to no end. It affected her so much she didn't sleep for days. In the care of her mothers aunt who was trying to do anything that would help honestly didn't know what to do for her sisters daughter. She didn't really eat that much. Her usual purple eyes that shined so bright had dulled. She wouldn't talk to anybody.
"Helena" her aunt looked at her with sadness.
"please, eat your food" She pleaded. Helena looked down at her food. She stared at for a long time thinking of what happened two weeks ago.
A tear fell from her eye as she pushed the plate away from herself. She got up from her seat walking away from the table. The screams of pain from her parent could still be heard in her memmory. That didn't hurt as much as seeing the one who killed them. She had loved him with all her heart.
They were dating for three years but had known each other since childhood. The reason she was still alive was because he wanted her to suffer. That was exactly what he got from her.
She was broken her heat shattered.
All hope was lost to her. The only thing that went on was life, despite the horrible things that had happen. It wasn't that great of a new start. Her aunt became depressed after another week with her. She was suppose to be supportive and try to help her. Instead she blamed her for everything.
Helena didn't bother to fight back. She blamed herself for everything thats happened was because of her. It wasn't long till she started to get beatings from her aunt. Life was looking even more grim waking up everyday with bruises. There were always some form of cuts on her.
She didn't even care about school anymore. It was all because of on simple fact. She didn't have anyone who cared for her. The people in her life that cared for her where all gone.
It was a very sad life but it was also very good. Helena saw the bat that her aunt was holding. She was just going to let her end her so the pain would substain. There was also another thought that crossed her mind.
The good things she remebered of her parents. The times they kissed her on the cheek. The cold nights where she was allowed to sleep on the bed. The unconditional love her parents gave her growing up.
She moved out of the way of the bat despite the pain she was filling. The bat was now right beside her head. Helena kicked her aunt hard in the stomach.
She got up from the ground and ran out the door maken her escape. The only thing keeping her going was her adrenaline rush. The weather was really wet as she ran down the street. Her breathing became rigged quickly as she turned into an alleyway. She fell against the wall feeling herself weakening.
Her shoulder busted. The blood oozing out from her wound. She held on to her arm as she sunk to the ground. She was crying again from the pain she felt of her body. The rain was coming down like buckets. The only shelter she had was of a carboard box.
That didn't even matter to her. She couldn't move still there was a lot of blood loss from her cuts. The only thing she could do was stay in the rain. Her head down into her legs as she painful moved them to her stomach. Her head down on her shoulders as she let the rain beat down on her already broken form.
"Hey guys, why is there a girl right here?" A voice she didnt reconizge.
"I don't know Mikey" Another voice said.
"wait, I think she's hurt.." she felt that person come closer to her. She didn't bother looking up to see who it was nor did she care at that point.
The sound of something being put down next to her.
"whats wrong with her?" The voice of the one who was called Mikey asked.
"I don't know, Mikey, just let me handle this.." that voice was so close to her know. She felt a gentle shake from the person.
"hey, you okay?" he asked. Helena didnt respond at first.
"why isn't she responding?" Mikey asked poking her on the side. That just so happened to be in one of the parts that was really swore.
She gasped in pain.
"ow.." She mummbled.
"I'm sorry" The apologie came from the Mikey guy.
"I told you, to let me handle this" The one infront of her said irratated. Helena finally looked to see who it was that even bothered to approach her.
Only to stare into the eyes of a turtle. They were all standing there like humans. They all had masked on the total count was four. She noticed for the first time that it was dark out. Her clother were soaked the pain all over body could be felt.
Her eyes started to water not out of terror. She didn't even know why she was tearing up. The past couple of weeks was hell for her. Her whole life could of ended not to long ago. She cried many times out of fear or pain, but this time it was some how different.
The urge to cry out loud didn't help her. Thats exactly what she did before she broke out into tears. Her hands covering her eyes as she just let herself cry about everything thats happen. The pain she's gone through. The heart break everything. The fact she was crying infront of strangers didn't phase her.
She was pulled into a hug as she cried her eyes out. The tears were just pouring out of her as she buried herself into the turtle holding her. She cried till untill she fell asleep.
PumpkinDreamer: I created this out of a whim, so uh I'll just put the disclaimer down her i don't own any of the TMNT just my Oc and plot..