Once Again I Own Nothing ;)
Mikey's POV:
Mikey heard someone faintly calling his name, and he knew that it was important that he opened his eyes, no matter how difficult it was.
His eyes slowly slid open, seeing blurs of green and red. Raph? Why was he so fuzzy? Why is Raph in his room anyway? What happened to him? Every part of him was screaming in some level of pain. Whatever had been inserted down his throat was now gone, leaving his throat raw and sore. He could feel an oxygen mask over his beak as it hissed air against his mouth and nose.
"Mikey..." The voice was quiet and muffled.
It must be Raph that's... calling my name, Mikey thought hazily, but why does he sound so worried?
Raph was talking excitedly way too fast for him to understand what he was saying except at the end when Raph said he loved me.
Why couldn't Raph just go away? Can't we talk later. He was too tired to talk right now and he hurt so much... all he wanted to do now was sleep. Was that so much to ask?
Maybe if he told Raph he loved him too he'll be happy and would finally let him sleep.
Mikey manage to smile slightly at Raph as he quietly whispered, "I love you too, Raphie."
Before his eye lids slid closed, and no matter how hard he tried, they wouldn't open again. He felt his mind shutting down, along with his body as he gave into his exhaustion. Constant pain from the wakening world soon gave way to soothing numbness of oblivion once more.
Raph's POV:
"Mikey!" I was surprised that scream had come from me. As the group of Dragons circled around my brother before started to viciously beat him to the ground.
I heard Mikey scream in agony as they continued to beat him with bats, pipes, feet and fists. Why was I just standing there? Why couldn t I move? I should be protecting Mikey! But no matter how hard I struggled to get to my baby brother, I couldn't move an inch. For what seemed like hours, I stood there and watched my little brother get beaten to death right in front of me.
As the dragons disappeared down the alley I realized that I was no longer frozen to the spot, I rushed to my brother's side fear creeping up my throat so violently I was sure I was going to be sick.
Mikey was laying on the ground so still that if it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest I'd think he was dead. I pressed both my hands against his head where a large gash ran down it. I ignoring the warm, sticky blood that ran through my fingers as I tried to stop the bleeding. Mikey's eyes were closed, his body was clammy and cold.
"Mikey... don't leave me." I begged him, he must have heard me because his sapphire eyes opened slowly and looked up at me. His once brilliant blue eyes full of life were now a dull blue filled with unspeakable pain.
"Raphie..." he called me, weakly. I tried to hold back the tears in my eyes.
"Mikey..." Was all I could say. He let out a ragged breath.
"I'm... I'm dying, aren't I?" I took my own ragged breath and took his hand.
"No, Mikey, you can't think like that. Donnie will fix you up good as new." I whispered.
"Raphie... We both know I'm not going to make it..." Mikey said quietly.
I squeezed my eyes shut to choked up to confirm or deny it but my silence must have been answer enough for him.
"Well, I guess you got your wish, huh Raphie?" Mikey coughed harshly, blood dribbled down the corners of his mouth.
I shook my head. No. I didn't want Mikey leaving me thinking like this. "Mikey, you know I didn't mean what I said in the garage..." I cried out tears starting to creep into my eyes.
Mikey choked a bit at this revelation. "Yes, you did. That would explain why you were never nice to me." With those quiet words I regretted all the harsh stuff I'd ever done to him. I should have been a better brother to him, told him how much I loved having him as a little brother. Instead of being such a jack ass.
"Mikey..." I choked out.
"It's OK, Raphie," Mikey interrupted, "I never was... the type anyone could... like. I was too... annoying... I'm to... much of a pest. I just wanted you... to know, I never hated you..."
Mikey's voice broke off before he could finish the rest of his sentence, as his breathing became more ragged and harsher. I tried to gently pull his head into my lap but he still cringed and let out muffled whimper with the slight movement.
"Mikey... please don't... die." My voice cracking as I could no longer suppress my tears; I watched as they fell from my face onto his chest.
My baby brother was laying here dying in some God forsaken alley all because of me. Because I'm a monster, I don't deserve to have any brothers, especially Mikey. I never should have said those things to my brother, and I shouldn't have just stood there while he was beaten to death. Raph thought angrily to himself.
But I did do those things to him, only a monster would be so heartless, so... cold.
"Mikey, I love you bro..." I whispered. He said nothing. I looked down at him. His eyes were closed, never to open them again. I checked his pulse. Nothing.
I lay my head on Mikey's chest. "Mikey, please! I love you and I'm sorry for everything I said! I don't want you to die, please bro don't leave me!" I wailed but Mikey didn't hear my apology because he's dead thanks to me... the monster.
"Mikey!" I roared into the endless night.
Raph suddenly jerked awake in the infirmary after the horrifying nightmare. He quickly looked to Mikey as he laid on one of the cots in the room. He saw his brother's inert form lying on the white sheets, tubes and wires attached to him. His pale face was still and lifeless.
Raph reflected what Donnie said just a few short hours ago after he came out of the infirmary and told the waiting family the grim news:
"It'd be easier to tell you what's not wrong with him," Donnie began. "His right arm is broken and dislocated. He has several deep bruises and lacerations that cover most of his body. His left leg has several fractures and was also dislocated at the hip joint. He also has numerous broken or fractured ribs, and one bruised lung - that's why I had to put him on a ventilator, with luck I'll be able to take him off it in a few hours. Donnie said sadly before he continued his grim list of injuries.
He took several hard blows to the head which caused a severe concussion and the fact that he hasn't woken up yet has me very worried, he may have brain damage. His condition is critical... he might not make it through the night." Donnie finished with a choked sob as his head dropped to his chest. Tears welling up in his eyes before falling silently to the floor.
Raph remembered everyone started talking at once after Donnie finish sharing the dire news. But he could only hear the last sentence Donnie said 'His condition is critical, he might not make it through the night,' kept buzzing around Raph's head. Mikey might die because of a stupid prank and his uncontrollable temper. God I'm such a monster, if I didn't open my damn mouth. Mikey wouldn't be fighting for his life in the next room. He growled to himself.
Raph felt an enormous amount of guilt and remorse over what he said to Mikey yesterday morning. "If I could take back what I said yesterday, I would. I never ever wanted to hurt you, little brother." Raph whispered quietly.
Tears coursed down his cheeks, as he sadly whispered, "I love you, Mikey and I always will. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry...for everything. If I could take your place little brother I would." Raph said heart brokenly as he stared at Mikey's innocent face.
Raph scrubbed a hand down his face as he tiredly thought to himself; The only change to Mikey's condition in the four hours since we brought him home was, Donnie taking Mikey off the ventilator and replaced that with an oxygen mask. That means he's getting better, right?
Raph leaned forward and gently picked up Mikey's left hand, his right arm was in a cast, that same arm also had the IV attached to it. "Mikey, please wake up." Tears flooded Raph's eyes. "Please, Mikey. Would you wake up already it's too quite around here." Raph said morosely.
Raph was just about ready to lay Mikey's hand gently back on the bed when he felt Mikey's fingers twitch ever so slightly. Raph quickly looked up and looked at Mikey's face with hope.
Mikey's eyes started to flutter and very slowly they opened to show Mikey's vibrant blue eyes.
"Mikey, you're finally... awake." Raph said excitedly, "I didn't mean what I said earlier, Mikey. I love you bro..."
Mikey gave Raph a small smile and very quietly said, "I love you to, Raphie." Then Raph watched as Mikey's eye lids slowly slid shut before the heart monitors constant beeping went flat, letting out an insistent, ear splitting whine.
Raphael s eyes flew open in shock and alarm as he just stared at the flat line on the heart monitor.
"Mikey! Don't do this bro, not again." Raph cried as he shook his brother, before he roared in panic.
"DONNIE!"
This story was inspired by Breaking Benjamin - Anthem of the Angels and a 4L tub of Triple Chocolate Caramel Chunk Fudge Brownie Batter ice cream(or better know to me as Chocolate Therapy LOL) after something bad occurred in my life... Depression and TMNT fan fic stories do not mix, evil LOL ;)
