Chapter two: New Friend, Old Enemy
Donnie's P.O.V
"No but we're gonna help ya" I whispered gently in the girls ear, trying to comfort her by hoisting her up in my arms. It didn't take much effort. I could feel her frail bony body through her baggy top; she was so light that it was worrying. Starvation.
She looked like she had been through a great ordeal which must be why she wasn't screaming at the sight of us. That or she was probably too weak to care. Poor girl…she's pretty too…
I only got a quick glance at her eyes before she passed out but they were so blue!
The cerulean orbs glittered with tears which slid down her blood shod face, as she closed her eyes and passed out.
Raph shook my shoulder and brought my attention to all the blood pooling around us. There was blood in the girls' hair, or maybe that was just red dye in hair as I couldn't tell yet.
"Mikey, Raph, pick her up and bring her to the lab quickly –gently!"
I ran ahead and to get the bandages and the equipment ready but not before turning to Leo to tell him to tie up the man that had been attacking the girl and to cover us.
There must more of them up there waiting, Leo understood and kept guard under the ladder. There was no doubt that this was a gang attack on the girl.
I got to the lab and saw Raph standing at the head of the counter, smoothing back the girls' hair from her forehead revealing a bloody clotted gash on the right side of her head near her temple.
Whereas Mikey was running around like a headless turtle and shouting "It's a girl! Aaah! It's a girl"
Raph got up from the counter and slapped Mikey around the head causing him to shut up and start twiddling his thumbs as if he was playing his Xbox to calm himself down.
I stepped over to the cupboard under my desk and retrieved the aid kit and some antiseptics and painkillers.
I went back to the counter top and the girl lay trembling, her eyes moving franticly under her eyelids.
I started immediately on cleaning the blood from her head until I could see the wound clearly.
I stitched it up as neatly as possible and moved on to the rest of her body.
There was a large amount of blood seeping through her top from the left of her shoulder down to her hip.
Raph looked at me and we both blushed, yeah I saw it. Raph actually blushed.
Raph gently pulled her left arm out of her shirt as her shirt didn't cover her left shoulder (making sure he didn't pull it down too far, if you know what I mean…). As he did blood covered his hands. This was more serious than I thought. I grabbed a wet cloth and began cleaning the blood that was still gushing from the open wound.
I was in the middle of stitching the girls shoulder when she let out a moan of pain. Raph and I glanced over as her eyes fluttered open. She could barely move she was that weak! Her body was still trembling.
"Raph go grab a blanket" I said. He just nodded and walked out.
The girl slowly moved her head to look at me. She tried to say some but all that came out as a cough. By now I had finished stitching her shoulder; I put the needle down and help her sit up so she could have some water. The poor girl was so light. Raph returned with the blanket and wrapped it round her. He then watched as she took tiny sips of water. She then shifted a little and managed to stay sitting up (with the help of Raph), her hands on the back of her knees.
"T-t-thank you…." She said just louder than a whisper.
Raph's POV
I felt really uncomfortable when I saw the blood seeping through the girl's top. But when I gently pulled her arm out of her shirt, blood covered my hands! It made me feel sick. At one point I thought I was actually going to hurl….
After I had grabbed a blanket for the girl I helped her sit up. Man she looks so weak. I just want to hold her hand and make her feel better but I don't want to show my soft side to my brothers, they would never let me live it down.
When she said 'thank you' I felt so touched. I felt a smile creep its way onto my face as I sat next to her with my arm still around her so she could remain sitting up.
"No problem" I answered. Donnie gave me the ask-her-questions look. I rolled my eyes before saying "What's your name?"
"L-Lockheart, Lucy Lockheart" She was still trembling a bit but at least she had calmed down a little.
"Lucy can you tell me how old you are?" Donnie got a little flashlight and was looking into her eyes with it.
"F-fifteen"
"Okay well it looks like you haven't got any brain damage or amnesia but you do have a concussion so take it easy" Lucy only nodded in response. She looked towards the ground with a guilty shameful expression plastered on her face. It only made me feel bad; I wish we had gotten to her earlier.
I carried on watching her as a silent tear escaped from her eyes. Lucy brought her hands to her face wiping the tear away but that one tear turned into two, to three. I could see she was trying to keep it in but it wasn't working. Soon that one tear became a sob. I pulled Lucy into a hug and just held her there as she sobbed on my shoulder. She was so fragile and broken. Wrapping my other arm around her I tried to calm her down.
"Shhhhh….. Its okay….. You're safe now" I moved my hand to rub her back which caused Lucy to flinch but then she relaxed and allowed me to carry on.
After about ten/twenty minutes Lucy had calmed down and had stopped crying. She then pulled away and took a few shaky breaths. She looked so tired, so scared, so beautiful, so sexy- What am I thinking! I've only just met this girl! I'm not in love with her I'm NOT! Am I?!
