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Fact: When people think of child abuse they often think of severe beatings or sexual abuse, however emotional abuse (43%) and neglect (26%) are more common and the impacts are just as damaging to a child. Each state and territory has different definitions, and not all child abuse is a crime.
Warming: Mentions child abuse, no flames please for something that I have already warmed you about. One swear word, will be mention.
Could be changed to M because of child abruise, however it is not as detailed.
Michelangelo watches the clock go by, he and his brothers had just go back from portal and now he waited, waited to leave. He knows that he should have told his family about his new friend, but for some reason he just couldn't, he was afraid of what they might think of her.
Not only that, but if she does turn out to be another Bradford, he didn't want to put his brothers in damaged, he will tell them about Olivia, just not now though.
11:57.
That should give him enough time to sneak out.
Should he at least tell Master Splinter?
He wonders before grabbing his skateboard, he shakes his head, Splitter should be in his room by now and by the time he, comes back nobody would notice that he was gone. However there was morning training along with making breakfast for his family, if he was tired they would know something up.
He sighs, when he reaches his bed room door, no matter what he, thought there was no escape, time would have to be his answer.
Olivia waited; she placed a hand on her sore right arm, she didn't mean it, she didn't do anything wrong or at least she had thought. He had hit her again, and for what? Just because she had spoken, she should know better, she had been stupid and she had paid the price.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't know, I didn't know, I won't make the mistake again.
You better not, you little bitch. Now stop talking, ya hear me, I don't want to hear your foul mouth again.
She wipes away a tear at the memory, maybe coming here was a bad idea, she didn't want to causes trouble for Mikey. She didn't care by the fact that he was a mutant, he was the only one to show her any form of kindness, she fails to the ground hugging her knees and letting out soft cries.
"Hey Olivia?"
She finches at contact, she knew who it was, but she couldn't stop crying. Mikey sighs, he didn't know what happened; he didn't know why she was crying. He had wanted to hug her, but she would finch even when he would place a hand on her shoulder, so he does the best he can. He does the same thing, as his brothers would do if he had nightmare, he sits down next to her and looks on with a sad expression.
"It's okay Olivia," he whispers, "it's over now. Everything going to be alright, your fine, please stops crying. Please, come on dudetee, I'm here."
It's already one, but it doesn't matter she had stop crying, she had made a fool of herself, she wants to say she's sorry, but she can't find the words.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Sorry you had to see me like that, it's been a d-difficult day."
"Na, it's cool. Can you tell me, what that was all about? Maybe I can help?"
"Thanks dude, but it's cool, I promise you Mikey. I'm fine," she said, giving him a smile.
"If you say so dudetee."
Mikey sighs in defeat, he knew she was lying, but there was no point in trying to win with her.
"Hey cool, you ride?"
He blinks, before he remembers he had brought along his skateboard.
"Yeah girl, what about you?" he said, getting super excite.
"Na, used to, but I'll be a bit rusty now," she smiles.
"Let's give it a try."
They laughed and they joke, they did that all night, it turns out that even though Olivia hasn't been on a board for a while her skills had still stay with her. Mikey had showed her some new tricks and she had shown him some in return, the two waved to one another and promised to meet up again the following night.
The following morning, Mikey dances along to his T-pod as he makes breakfast for his family. He was tired yes, he was very tired, but that was to be expected. He was glad he was making new friends and sure, he knew to keep the old, but it was nice to talk to someone who wasn't his brothers for a change.
"Well someone happy," Leo said, walking in with a smile as he sees his baby brother dancing to the tunes.
"WHAT?!" he yelled and Leo covered his ears as Mikey takes his head phones out.
"Sorry bro couldn't hear you. What were you saying?"
"I said that someone happy."
"But, Leo bro, I'm always happy."
"Yes, however today you just seem different that's all."
"That's, because were having pancakes for breakfast, dude," Leo rolls his eyes.
"Here you're tea, man."
"Thanks, Mikey." Leo said.
Mikey hands him, his tea over, Donnie soon came in half asleep and as usury wanted coffer, he had gladly accepted the cup Mikey gave him, Raph walks in next.
He was surprised seeing the youngest dancing around, as he would flip a pancake in the air. Donnie notice it, as will once he had, come to. They had wondered what could make him so happy today, after the event that played out yesterday night. Splinter smiles, as he walks in, however once Mikey had sat down to eat his breakfast he had become quite and this had made the family worry.
Without the music in his ears, Mikey had remember how tired he really was, he did his best to tell a jokes and stories every now and again, to throw of suspicions. But, he knew it wasn't working, he didn't want his brothers to worry, when there was nothing to worry about. During training however it had become clear that Mikey was tired, he slept through the match between Leo and Donnie.
Raph rolls his eyes, as he tries to watch the match between his brothers, but couldn't help and smile as his little brother leaned on him and spelt.
"Yamea!" the two bow to each before walking off to the side line. Donnie and Leo both give questionable looks at their little brother who is currently sleeping on Raph shoulder.
"Raphael and Michelangelo, you two are up next."
"It's about time. Don't worry Mikey I'll make sure not to beat, the shell out of, ya to hard."
Donnie winches, as his brother head hits the floor, once Raph had moved up.
"Mikey?" he questions, noticing his brother had not moved.
"Michelangelo," Splinter said, walking towards the sleeping youngest.
"He's out cold sensei," Donnie adds.
"You can help him can't you Donnie?"
"No."
"What?" Leo said, with a hint of panic in his voice.
"Why not? What's wrong with him?" Raph asked, kneeing down to his brother.
"Nothing wrong with him Raph, I just can't help him when there's nothing wrong with him."
"But he's not waking up," Leo adds, all eyes turns to Splinter who had gave soft chucked.
"I believe your brother is just tired my sons and needs his rest."
"Thank you sensei, see guys I told you there was nothing to worry about. Mikey just tired, he, be back to himself in no time," Donnie adds.
Nobody questions Raph, as he picks up a sleeping Mikey into his arms and takes him back to his room; he tucks his brother into the bed and sigh.
"Had, me worried there for a moment little brother," he said, closing the door behind him.
The day went on normal after Mikey woke up, he groans when he had to get a cheek up. He should have known that this was, coming, but he goes along with it, telling jokes and talking noun stop as Donnie checks on him. The family had wanted to make sure that there was nothing to worry about, even asking him if he was having nightmares, but as usury Mikey smiles and said he's fine.
He keeps it up for months, he sneaks out to see Olivia, and they get along and share stories with one another. Mikey is surprised, when she can only barely read and write, for someone who is the same age as him, so he takes some comic books along with him and sometimes takes a couple of Donnie text books, only to bring then back so he won't notice.
He starts to sleep more during the day and becomes distance between his, family they become, worry more at his behaviour, but says nothing. Thinking it's just a phrase he's going through, Master Splinter knows there's more to it, and he sees the youngest going off at night, only to come home in the mornings. He wishes to asked questions about his behaviour, where he goes and why, but he has trust that his son will open up.
The following night Mikey waits, which is odd, because Olivia is always here before him. He begins to worried, looking at his T-phone; he is surprised by the time.
1:00.
He looks down the edge of the building, looking for any sighs of her. A couple of weeks ago the two had argue to meet each other on a skyscape, mainly because it was the same building that she lived in, just three floors down from the top.
He had an eager to go down and see her; he knew what one was her apartment. She had taken him down there one time, to get some pens and papers, they did their best not to be caught and it worked.
So now he waited.
And waited…
He sits on the edge, skateboard beneath him, he worries as he waits.
"Hey big M."
He looks up from the ground and his eyes widen, soon they go cold in anger at the sight. She did her best to hide another bruise eye, but it was no point, she could see it only made it worse, not to mention the blood she's trying to stop from her bleeding noise.
Mikey walks up to her, anger in his eyes, he sticks of seeing her hurt, but she doesn't tell him why. He wonders if it's the Purple Dragons, he has an eager to hunt them down, but he wants to know if she well be fine.
"Who does this to you?" he asked, taking her hand away from her face to see the, buries eye.
"No one big M, I just ran into a door. You know, how clumsy I am."
She hopes her answer, will be enough, enough to claim him down. He doesn't need to be angry, he doesn't suit it, she wants him to be happy, free spite, jumping up with joy, but the anger he holds is different and she does not like it.
"I'm pretty clumsy to, and I don't get a bleeding noise and a bruise eye."
"Big M, I'm fine, let's go. My noise has stopped bleeding and we promise to get some pizza tonight."
"I'm just worried, it's like every night I see you. There's a new bruise or there's a new cut and you hide it. I only find out, when I grab your hand and you jump back or yet out a small scream."
She looks up at him, sadness in her eyes, before she smiles and runs towards the door.
"Come on then," he looks up, "last one to the nearest pizza place. Is a sore loser, see ya, dude."
"Hey no far dudette, you can't have an early start."
She laughs despites her pain, she just wants to see him smile again. He asks no more questions causer he doesn't want to see the pain in her eyes and they laugh and they joke until morning is here to say, hello.
The following day Mikey gets out of bed and yawns, he had notice that it was midday. He rubs the sleep from his eyes before slowly walking out the door; he had wanted to focus on spending more time with his bros for a change. Ever since he had started to see Olivia, it would take a lot of engine out of him from staying up all night, since it was portal and then spending time with her.
He goes to see Donnie, since it was safes bet, Leo and Raph had started to fight again and he didn't know why. He walks into Donnie lab, smile on his face, shocking his older brother as he goes for a hug.
"Hey Dee, what's ya doing?" Donnie smiles; it's been a while since he had seen his brother like this.
"Not much Mikey, just ponding," Mikey nods.
He starts to talk to his brother about things that don't matter; he will purposely miss use a world, just to get Donnie into the conversation. As he talks, his eyes take notice an old book sits on Donnie lab desk, he wonders and, so he looks as his brother is typing away on his laptop.
'Abuse.'
The word is fader, but still readable, the cover is old and worn out, he turns the pages and he sees the index. The pages are yellow and stains are spatter everywhere on them, he notices tears on the edges of the pages, it was old. No doubt Donnie must have found at the pit, or around the sewers somewhere, he takes notice of a word that catchers his eyes, 'Child Abuse.'
He reads the page number and turns to it, careful not to damage the book anymore.
Chapter seven, page 34.
Child abuse: Child abuse or maltreatment constitutes all forms of physical and/or emotional ill-treatment, sexual abuse, neglect or negligent treatment or commercial or other exploitation, resulting in actual or potential harm to the child's health, survival, development or dignity in the context of a relationship of responsibility, trust or power.
He frowns at the words on the page, he doesn't think too much about it, he's confused, so he reads on.
Types of child abuse:
Emotional abuse: The failure of caregivers and adults to nurture a child and provide them with the love and security that they require, and where a child's environment and relationships with caregivers are unstable, coercive or unable to support the child's healthy development.
Neglect and negligent treatment: Where a child is deprived of essential needs, such as love, nutrition, clothing, warmth, shelter, security, protection, medical and dental care, education and supervision.
Physical abuse: The infliction of bodily injury upon a child which is not accidental.
Family violence: Where one partner uses violence, and the threat of violence, to control their partners, children and other family members.
Sexual abuse: The involvement of a child in any sexual activity with an adult, or with another child who is in a relationship of responsibility, trust and power over that child. Sexual abuse includes, but is not limited to, the manipulation or coercion of a child into sexual activity, child prostitution and child pornography.
He drops the book onto the floor, he thinks of Olivia and questions starts to fell his mind. He wants to see her, he wants to know if she all right, but he can't go not until midnight, he wonders about the pain she's in, she needs to be save, but he knows he can't jump to conclusions. But, everything he was just reading about, points to sighs that all adds up now, he can't breathe, he can't breathe.
Why can't he breathe?
Donnie sees the panic in Mikey, he wonders what's going on and rushes towards his little brother, he couldn't help, but stare at the book, he catches him before he falls.
"Mikey, Mikey what's wrong?"
His brother cries into his arms and he notices that he was struggling to breathe; this was not good, not good at all.
"Mikey, Mikey can you hear me? Follow my voice little brother, listen to my voice and focus on me."
Raph and Leo run in, hearing the desperates cries, they stop in their tracks at the sight. Donnie was holding onto a crying Mikey in his arms, as the youngest would scream and scream.
"What is going on in here?"
"Master Splinter, Mikey going nut's," Raph said.
"My child," he rushes over towards them his two older sons fowling, him. "Donatello, what has happened?"
"I don't know sensei. He was looking through, the book I found the other day. Next thing I know he just stands there and then he goes into some kind of panic attack."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Mikey cries out.
"We need to give him space," Donnie said, but Splinter takes Mikey into his arms.
"Hush, my son, you are fine and you are safe. Focus on your breathing, my child, focus, deep breathes, do the same as I."
It takes a while for Mikey to claim down, but he does, he continues to cry into his father's arms and three brothers watch back helpless, watching the youngest falling a part in front of them.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will save you, I will save you," he mutters.
His family wonders, what he is on about, but now was not the best time to ask questions.
Whoa, seven pages my longest are usury five. Anyway I want to make this clear; I am in no way from an abusive house hold. I am witting this story to put out more awareness about child abuser, since it can come in any shape or form. Information that I will be getting for this story, will be from websites, books or just information I have learned from school. Hopefully I can put the websites about this information on the bottom of the page, if you do not see it, then that means it did not work. So, if that is the case will place any website or text book on my prolife, it will be under the story name and feel free to check them out.
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