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Chapter 2
Mikey POV
I can't believe Raph is drunk. It's bad enough he can't stand on his own, but to tell me he loves me? Now I know that there is something definitely wrong with this situation. I grab my T-phone from my belt and glance at it. Should I call Donnie? He said if I needed anything to call?
I unlock the screen and just as I was about to dial his number, I stopped. If I call Donnie, he would get Leo and even Master Splinter involved. But he could help me carry him home though. Decisions, decisions. I don't want to get Raph in trouble. Besides, from what I know from all those late night movies, Raph is going to be punished enough tomorrow for his little "outing".
Putting the T-phone back in my belt, I decided to attempt to get Raph home by myself. If I have any issue bringing him home, then I will call Donnie. I turn towards my brother who is singing softly, "The Wheels on the Bus". His head is still resting on my shoulder and he is just, I don't know, messed up. Good thing it's the middle of July, we don't have to worry about our bodies slowing down due to the cold air, or something like that. Sometimes, I remember what Donnie tells us and sometimes it just goes over the old noggin, ya know?
"Raphie, we need to get home!" I stated matter of factly.
My brother continued to sing, "The wipers on the bus go swish swish swish, swish swish swish…." I contemplated on whether smacking him or recording this for blackmail material. But then I glanced at the time on my watch that read 2:28 am and decided it was best to get moving.
I was getting slightly annoyed because it was getting late and I was just so exhausted after our run in with the Purple Dragons earlier. "Raph, I don't have time for this, we need to get home". My brother's singing finally stopped and he locked eyes with me.
"Mikey," he said seriously. I glanced at his still dilated green pupils and saw the tears shine through. Oh man, Raph don't do this. "Do you hate me?" Tears spilled over the top of his mask and down his face. Being the sappy sucker that I am, I take my thumb and wipe some of them away.
A sigh escapes my lips, "No Raph, I don't hate you. I could never hate you, you're my brother".
"I caused Don-Don to get hurt" he slurred before hiccupping. "Leo hates me" then the waterworks really opened up. He started to cry harder and I couldn't help but draw the big guy in for a hug. Even though he's drunk, I have to be there for my brother.
"Leo doesn't hate you bro, I know he doesn't. He's just upset because he tries to protect you, that's why he's so strict, Raph."
"I love him so much. He's like a brother to me, you know?" Raph stated. I mentally face palmed when he said that.
"That's because he is your brother, Raph. Your only older brother" I said, reminding him.
Raph pulled away from the hug and wiped away the tears on his face. "Leo is my brother? Whoa, so that's why we fight so much. He's so much better looking than I am"
I chuckled at that statement, "I thought I was the cute one" I know I was adding fuel to the fire but hey, if I could get away with it.
"You're adorable, Mikey. Are you my brother too?" Raph asked as his fingers brushed across my face.
"Yes, big guy. I'm your little brother. And if we don't get moving, we're going to never get home" I rose to my feet and hoisted Raph to his up. I lost my footing a little bit as majority of his weight shifted on my shoulder. I forgot how much bigger he was compared to me. I'm not saying my brother is fat, he's just a lot more muscular than I am. I remember one time I asked him why he lifted weights so much. He told me in case he needed to carry one of us if we were hurt. He told me that no one gets left behind in battle, he would make sure of it. The thought scares me, if anyone of us ever gets hurt like that. But in a way, it was comforting to know that I could always count on Raph in being the strong one of the group. That's why I owe it to him now for support. Emotionally, he's a hot mess. He always has been. I guess that's why he chose to drink tonight. What him and Leo said to each other was harsh and he had no one to talk to. Or at least he felt that way. I mentally made a note to never let him feel alone again. Raph could always come to me to talk to about his problems and a lot of times I have to force it out of him. I guess I can't be mad at him for his predicament. Donnie and I kinda swept everything under the rug when he stormed out.
"Raph, come on this way" I said I led him to the fire escape. I stopped as we reached the edge of the building and looked down. This is going to be interesting. I'm going to have to guide him the whole way down. "Raph, hold my hand" I said grabbing his big three fingers. Surprisingly, he didn't pull away and held mine with just as much strength as I did. "Okay, careful, I will go first" I took the first step and turned around to face him.
"haha we're like spies" Raph stated as we headed down the first level. Raph was humming the Mission Impossible theme as we made are way over to the second level. If it wasn't for supporting majority of his weight and concentrating, I would so be laughing right now.
"Raph, keep it down, we don't want to attract unwanted attention" I said as we made our way back on the street. A sigh of relief escaped my lips that I didn't realize I was holding once my foot made contact with the asphalt.
"Mikey, you're such a good brudder" Raph mumbled as I helped him down the last step.
"Yeah you can thank me once we get home. Come on, there's a manhole over here" I didn't let go of his hand as I guided us to the nearest hole. It was located next to a dumpster and the smell was absolutely horrifying. As I went to lift the cover up, I stepped into warm chunky goo. So that's where that horrible smell was coming from. When I looked down, I thought I was going to lose it. Raph threw up all over the alley way, the smell of left over pizza and alcohol mixed with stomach bile made its way up my nostrils. "Oh man, gross, Raph".
"S'ry, I don't feel good" He replied as he started to sway. I caught him before he could fall in his pile of vomit and slung him over my shoulders.
"Steady, bro, don't fall. Please don't fall" I looked around to see what I could prop Raph against so I could lift the manhole cover. I decided to set him against the dumpster, it couldn't smell worse than his stomach contents. "Stay here, don't move"
"I love you bro" Raph said as I went back to lift up the cover. When I was successful, I turned to see Raph start to tumble towards to ground. I race over to him to catch him. As my hands grabbed him from his underarms, I could feel my right foot slide. I was able to recover and maintain my balance all while trying to fight back the bile that was rising up in my throat. Raphael totally owes me big time. "You okay Mikey? Are you drunk too?" Raph asked.
"No," I said, my tone was a little more annoyed and I was getting tired of this. "I slipped because someone thought it was a good idea to puke all over the alley" Raph started to sniffle and before I knew it, he started crying again.
"You hate me, Mikey" He said. Tears made their way down his cheeks again. I grumbled and sighed.
"No, I don't hate you, Raph" I said as we made our way back to the manhole cover. "If you climb on my back, you promise not to puke all over me?"
Sniffling he said, "Scouts honor". I motioned for him to climb on as I grabbed ahold of the ladder rungs. I let out a grunt as his weight shifted onto my back and started to carefully climb down into the sewer. I didn't bother going back up to shut the sewer hole back up. It was getting late and just took way too much effort.
"Okay Raph, we made it. You can get off of me now" I stated as my slimy feet touched the ground. I didn't get a response and tried to look behind me. The smell of alcohol and vomit reached my nostrils as his breath danced across the back of my neck. "Great, he passed out!" Suddenly this trip back to the lair just got more complicated.
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