Chapter 4
I woke up violently by shivering. I wrapped my arms around my body and curled into a ball. My nose was dripping and my eye lids were heavy. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the solid concrete wall in front of me. I sat up and looked to the entrance. It looked dark. I looked down and saw some dry clothes. I picked up the clothes and started to undress. I had taken off my T-shirt and was about to place the dry shirt on, when I heard footsteps at the entrance. I looked up and saw Raph. We stared at each other for a moment before I screamed and threw the wet T-shirt at him. It got him in the face and I quickly used the opportunity to place on the dry shirt. I looked up to the Raph. He grabbed the shirt and peeled it off his face. I crossed my arms and glared at him. He seemed to blush a little.
"Don't you make any noise before entering a room?" I asked, angrily. Raph's face still held a slight blush. He turned his head away and started to walk out the room.
"Ah, there is some food in the kitchen for you if you were hungry. Just try to get some before my brother's eat everything" Raph replied. I didn't say a word as I felt my face burning up from embarrassment. Raph left and I quickly changed my pants into jeans, before anyone else could enter. I combed my fingers through my hair and tied it up into a high ponytail. I crossed the floor and out of the room. I walked towards the kitchen and instantly heard the sounds of the turtles yelling at someone for eating almost everything. I lingered behind the frame of the entrance and wondered whether or not I should enter. I looked down at my feet then wrapped one arm around the front of my body and clutched my other. I then decided against it and headed back towards my room. I sat in a corner beside the entrance and brought my knees to my chest. I rested my head upon them and watched a small ant crawl across the floor, just in front of me. I sighed slightly and kicked the ant with my foot. It flipped onto its back, flipped back over then scuttled off again. I watched as it walked up the wall and vanished. I heard a stick echo through the concrete hallway and I knew it was Splinter. I listened as he walked to the entrance and right past it. I let out a slow breath of air and wondered what he was doing. I rose and peered out of the room. I just caught a glimpse of Splinter turning down another corridor. I moved out and slowly walked towards the corridor. I was about to turn down it when a hand caught my shoulder. I turned quickly and found myself face to face with the purple head-banded turtle.
"What are you doing?" He asked, his eyes trailing behind me then back again.
"I was just looking for the kitchen. Raph said there was something I could eat?" I replied, quickly. He smiled slightly, turned and moved his hand out, pointing to the opposite direction.
"The kitchen is down that way. It's the large area with the table" He said. I nodded my head once and quickly moved down to where the turtle was pointing. Sure enough, I saw the kitchen and walked right to the table where there were some pizza boxes. I opened one and saw that it was a seafood pizza, with only a few slices left. I picked up one and took one bite. I swallowed it quickly to avoid the taste then took another bite. I finished the slice in a matter of a minute then decided to go for another. Once I felt my stomach had had enough without barfing anything back up, I stopped, leaving most of the pizza for whoever wanted it. I wandered over to the benches in the kitchen and started to raid the cupboards in an attempt to find a cup. I managed to find on after a few minutes of searching then headed towards the fridge. I opened it and saw a small glass bottle full of what appeared to be water. I took the glass and poured a small amount into the cup. I placed the bottle back into the fridge and shut it. I took a large mouthful and instantly regretted it. The water was actually vinegar. I held the vinegar in my mouth and was slightly gagging as the liquid threatened to drizzle down my throat. I turned and saw the sink behind me. I ran to it and spat the disgusting liquid down the drain. I then turned on the tap and used my hands to collect the water. I sipped it then spat it out in the sink. I took a few large mouthfuls of air before turning off the tap. I leant over the sink and realised I had tears in my eyes. I wiped my eyes with a hand then stood up straight. I grabbed my glass, tipped the contents down the sink then rinsed it out using the tap water. I placed the cup upside down on the rack next to the sink. I turned and decided to see if I could spot the turtles. I headed towards the area that held the couch. Looking over the back of it, I saw the orange head-banded turtle playing a game of what appeared to be a skateboarding game on some sort of console. I walked over to the side of the couch and decided to speak to him so I could break the silence.
"Hello, may I sit down beside you?" I asked. The orange head-banded turtle made a slight noise, before nodding when I didn't sit. I sat down and watched as the turtle continued to play. "What are you playing, uh-" I said. The turtle laughed.
"Name's Michey and I'm playing Tony Hawk's Skateboarding legend" Replied Michey. I nodded my head once.
"So, are there any other games actually worth playing?" I blurted out. Michey paused the game and looked at me with a strange look. "What?!" I exclaimed.
"Nothing" Replied Michey, quickly. He turned back and thought for a moment. "I have the perfect game for you" He said, after a while.
A few hours later I was shouting at the TV.
"They can't do that! How can zombies run? They are supposed to shuffle! This game is cheating." I heard Michey laughing beside me. He seemed to be enjoying my anger at the game. I was trying to play a zombie game on the console. I was having a hard time as the zombies in the game were running and killing off my character. I ended up throwing the controller on the couch and crossing my arms. I glared at the many zombies crowding the screen and attacking whatever they could. Michey seemed to handle to controller well and managed to shoot each zombie one after the other. I mumbled under my breath and turned my head away. I saw Raph enter the area and sit in the armchair beside the couch, closest to me. I took a quick glance at him. He seemed to hold a smirk.
"What's so funny?" I asked. Raph's eyes met mine and he spoke.
"I just find it funny that you yell at the game. It's only a game to amuse people." Michey laughed louder.
"Like you're one to talk Raphy boy" He said. Raph turned a glare towards Michey.
"Michey don't you dare start-" Raph said.
"Have you seen this guy lose his temper? He is actually worse than you" Michey said, cutting off Raph's words.
"I do not have a temper" Both Raph and I said in unison, glaring at Michey. Michey looked at me then Raph then back to me with the same slightly fearful expression. He waved his hands in front of his body in a defensive manner.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to imply anything" He said, getting up. Michey then left the area and backed out as fast as he could. I sighed and leant back into the couch. I rested my head onto a closed fist with my elbow on the couch's arm. I closed my eyes.
"I hate being told I have a temper" I murmured.
"Tell me about it" Raph replied, with a slight sigh. I opened my eyes and glanced at him. He glanced back and we both started to laugh. I clutched my stomach and tried to get lungfuls of air. I tried not to look at Raph as it just made me laugh harder.
We laughed for the next five minutes then slowly ceased. We sat in the couches soaking in the happiness and enjoyment. We stared at each other for a while before I coughed and stood up.
"I should probably get some more sleep. I'm a little tired" I said, stretching my arms above my head. I walked off and headed towards my room. I lay down on my bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking. What if I hadn't been found? Would I still be living on the streets? If so, then would I have even survived the night? Many questions ran through my head and I was afraid that I didn't know the answers, but what scared me more were the answers that lay in my head. I rolled over and looked at the entrance to the room. I felt my eyes growing heavy with each blink I made. I closed my eyes and felt myself drifting off into the subconscious.