Shadow
By, Elven Shadows and MeddowFlower previously known as L. She now has a profile on this website.
Disclaimer: Elven Shadows: Hey, L. Do we own TMNT yet?
L: Sadly no we do not. However, we can dream can't we?
Elven Shadows: *drools*
Chapter 3:
I looked up at Casey a little worried. He looked at me confused. We watched her for a few minutes to see if she would do anything else. However, she just sat there staring at us with a scared expression on her face. The bruise on her face continued to swell and the silence pressed down on me.
Then suddenly a sound like an animal growling came out of nowhere. I looked from Casey to the girl. One of them was hungry. The sound happened again and I finally located it. It was the girl and she looked slightly embarrassed peeking from behind her arms.
"Casey, go and grab a pizza from the corner shop would you?" He nodded and grabbed his bag. "And leave the bag. Like I said, you aren't going patrolling tonight." He looked rather disappointed and grumbled all the way out the door.
I looked back at the girl and she slightly perked up that mention of pizza. I looked at her jacket at the big 1942 and saw mud. I thought for a moment. I didn't know for sure that this girl had been abused. A black eye wasn't enough proof for that. However, If I saw more of her perhaps I could confirm or deny without having to ask the girl straight out. She didn't seem to like answering questions, or she was too afraid to. Either way, so far she hadn't even answered the "what is your name" question. Then I had an idea.
"Could you take your jacket off? It has mud on the back, and I could wash it for you." I held out my hand for the jacket while she thought for a moment.
She nodded and took it of carefully, and I withheld a gasp. She was wearing a very light pink camisole and I could see her arms and upper back clearly. The bruises and cuts that riddled her body were at different stages of healing. Most of the cuts looked healthy and scabbed over, while a few of the more nasty ones looked close to infected. I looked at her face, and she looked pleading and uncomfortable at my staring.
"I'll just go throw this in the wash before it stains." I said as I walked out of the room.
First, I walked down the hallway to the washing machine, flipped the clothes over, and then headed towards the bathroom to grab the first aid kit. I walked back into living room to see the girl back in her huddled position with her hair falling down her back.
I sat down in front of her on the couch and opened the first aid kit. "Would you mind?" I asked. I didn't want to force her to do anything that she didn't want to, but some of her cuts looked rather nasty.
She loosened up a little and held out her left arm for me. I inspected it and then noticed how badly bruised she was. There was barely a single inch on her arm that didn't have some sort of bruise or fading bruise on it. I grew a little mad as I took out some alcohol wipes and lightly rubbed one of the larger slightly scabbed cuts on her arms. It was skinny and long. It looked almost to be the work of a kitchen knife on a piece of steak. She gasped and put her face in her knees fidgeting some.
"What's your name?" I asked trying to stay pleasant even though anger slowly started building up towards the jerk that did this to her.
"Sarra." She said quietly and sweetly. She seemed so innocent and fragile and I felt my heart break a little as she winced as I moved on to some of the scabbed over cuts on her other arm.
"Were you abused Sarra?" I asked trying to keep my voice light.
"Yes." She answered and she began to tremble. I decided not to ask whom for fear that she would freeze all the way up again.
At that moment, the phone rang and I jumped up to go answer it.
"Hello, this April speaking." I answered in my fake polite voice.
"Hi, Ape. What does she want on the pizza?" My lips thinned into a line as he said my dreaded nickname, but I ignored it for the moment.
"Hey, Sarra. What would you like on your pizza?"
"Anchovies." Was her reply. My nose scrunched up.
"She wants anchovies on her pizza." I said slightly disgusted.
"Ok, then I'm getting a second one. I don't want those on my pizza."
"Get a few more just in case they show up. You know with the smell of pizza and you not showing up, they are bound to drop by." I said rolling my eyes. I had just wanted a relaxing night's sleep.
"Kay babe. See you in a few." We both hung up and I sighed before going back to Sarra and cleaning the wounds on her back.
"Are there anymore?" I asked and she nodded and lifted up her shirt a little to show me a three inch cut and some bruises that ranged from yellow to black. I cringed at thinking how uncomfortable she probably was and started wondering if the hospital wasn't a good place to send her.
*** Will she ever meet the turtles? (turtles in next chapter promise.) Will she go to the hospital? Where will Sarra go from here? Will she stay with April or go elsewhere?
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