Mistress-Zutara, Larka13, ImpartingAbyss, guest, TheLadyOfSouls, Bonesforevs, MaidenZorriah, The Red Dove and CherryBloom123

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So much for this story only being 10 chapters but I guess that's good news for you guys! Lol

Anyway there is still more to come I still have a good chunk before I end this story!

Also a guest reviewer asked if this is tied to my other story Delusory and to answer your question. Yes it is. Hence why it's taking me so long to update my other story because I want to tie them in together before I end this one. :D

This chapter is mostly Anna's past. And for a few of you that read my other story Stop Following Me let's if you can spot a character from that story. ;D

I don't proofread my chapters! Lol I just dish them out as I write them cause I'm too lazy to do it!

This chapter might be a little confusing so try using this to help you out! Let me know if it was ok. :D

"Letter Anna wrote"

"Also Letter Anna wrote but more discriptive and are also her memories"

"Present time"

Disclaimer: I do not own TMNT. But I do own my OCs

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He stopped in a secluded area and carefully opened the envelope to read its contents. It was nine pages long front and back, some parts blacken out and re-written. He could tell she poured everything into this and didn't have the heart to re-write it again. He began to read it and the more he read it the more detailed it became.

Memo for some reason managed to find and hangout with the wrong people. Always looking for a way to anger or rebel against our parents. And he seem to lose himself even more to that crowd when our parents died in a car accident. Our grandmother took us in but it wasn't for long, as she too past away but from old age by, then Memo was already an adult and he became my guardian.

It wasn't long until Memo started his own gang and started making his name known in the among other gangs. If you needed something Memo was sure to get it for them and he soon began to bring business into our home.

I hated when his friends and business partners came over. They always stared at me a little to long for my comfort and those that were brave enough would say something flirtatious. Memo would laugh it off and send me to my room saying I was distracting his clients. This was the only time I would listen to his command if only to get those leering stares off me. I had began to wear loose clothing and it seemed to help with the stares. Soon they began to ignore me and I was thankful for that.

That explains the large sweaters she wears he thought to himself. He growled and took a moment to calm down before continuing to read. The last thing he needed was getting angry and ripping the letter up on accident.

Memo and I never really talked anymore. I tended to stay in my room, away from his "business". The only times I would come out was just to eat, use the bathroom, shower and go to school. Every now and then he would try to rope me in and I would always decline. I did not want to get involved. Because of this it always resulted in us getting into arguments.

"I said no Memo! Now fuck off!" Anna slammed the door to her room in her face locking it quickly so he didn't come in. His fist punched the door and she was scared it might finally give but she sighed in relief when it didn't.

"You ungrateful bitch! It not like I'm asking you to kill anyone! I fucken give you a place to stay, food to eat and you can't do shit for me!" He yelled through the door.

"I'm not selling drugs for you at school you jackass! If you want more money I'll get a part time job! But I am not gonna be a loser that can only make money by selling drugs and stolen car parts!" She yelled back.

"FUCK YOU ANNA!" She flinched at the harsh kick against her door, followed by silence.

I was on my last year of high school. I was close to graduating with honors, that was if I pass my government class with an A. I had gotten lucky and managed to get my best friend, Frances, as my partner for our final project in class. This was worth fifty percent of grade in class and we had been hitting the library almost everyday. Her mom was usually the one that dropped us off and picked us up after we were done but one day she couldn't because she had to pick up France's Aunt from the airport. Her father didn't get off work until late at night. I suggested we take the bus but Frances refused saying it was full of weirdo and I was forced to call my brother…which I regret to this day.

"Come on Anna just call your brother!" Frances whined.

"No, let's just take the bus"

"Ew no! It's full of weirdos!" Her friend blanched.

"I take the bus!" She stated boredly.

"Exactly, your all the weirdness I can handle" Frances teased.

"Shut up" Anna laughed pushing her friend lightly.

"Come on, it's getting late and by the time the bus gets here and we get home it going to be super late my parents will ground me!"

Anna frown Frances did make a good point. Begrudgingly she took out her phone and dialed her brother's number. Instantly Frances face brightened and it only made Anna's frown deepen.

"I don't see why you don't like your brother! He's so cool and handsome" Frances said with a slight blush. It was no secret that her best friend had a crush on Memo. Even he knew and flirted with Frances just to piss her off.

"I don't know maybe because he's my brother and I don't think of him that way" she said disgusted "Besides you don't know him like I do" she muttered to herself and raising the phone to her ear.

"What?" Her friend questioned.

She shook her head "Nothing"

There were three rings before he finally picked up. His voiced was gruff and a bit slurred making her want to hang up but Frances persistence kept her from doing it. It didn't take long for him to say yes and that he will arrive shortly for them but she could feel her stomach turn. This was a bad idea she could feel it and her instincts were almost never wrong.

"See! Was that's so bad!" Her friend grinned.

"Yes it was" she grimaced.

They waited a full thirty minutes before she spotted a familiar white corvette. It came to a harsh stop and Memo opened his door, resting his arms on the roof of the car and grinned stupidly at them.

"Sorry I'm late I had, I had to check something" he giggled making Anna more paranoid.

"Oh it's no problem! I call shot gun!" Frances skipped to the car. Anna followed her friend and began to climb in the backseat of the car but paused midway. Her eyes widen slightly. It smelled…like weed. She glanced around the driver seat and spotted an opened bottle of tequila.

"Hurry up Anna" Frances rolled her eyes at her friend.

"Frances maybe we should take a cab, I have money, I'll pay for it" she pleaded.

"What? Why? You're brother is already here"

"He's drunk and high off his rocker!" She protest.

"No I ain't!" Memo snarled at her over hearing their conversation.

"See he's not" Frances nodded.

"Yes, you are!" Anna glared at him and grabbed Frances by the arm "I'm calling a cab, come on Frances"

"Get in the car Anna" Memo yelled at her.

"No! You're drunk and high!"

"No I'm not!"

"I see it in your eyes Memo! They're fucken red and blood shot!" She hissed at him.

"No they're not! Ricky thought it be funny to throw some sand in my eyes" he replied lamely.

"That's bullshit and you know it!"

"Just get in the fucken car!"

"No! Frances lets go" Anna said pulling her again. Frances shrugged out of her hold and walked towards Memo's car and bit her lip nervously "You can't be serious" Anna whispered harshly to her friend.

"Anna I have to get home soon and he can be that gone if he got here safe, right?" She fidget.

"I knew I liked you for a reason" Memo said slinging an arm over Frances' shoulders making her blush.

She want to tell her she was wrong and leave them but Memo was drunk and she didn't want to leave her friend with him in case he wanted to try something. So she stayed silent.

"Just get in the car Anna" her brother glared and she slowly got in the car. Only to make sure her friend got home safe.

Fear began to course through her as he started the car again and began to drive to Frances' house. Immediately she noticed his swerving and lack of attention on the road. Frances noticed it too and by the look on her face she was regret not listening to her words.

"Stop the car Memo" Anna stated firmly. He paid no mind to her however and continued to drive "Stop the car Memo! NOW!" Anna shouted when he past a second stop sign without stop.

"Relax will you it's fine!" He replied.

"It's not fine! You're swerving and already past two stop signs! Now stop the fucken car!"

"Memo can you slow down maybe a little bit" Frances said backing up Anna nervously while holding on tight to her seat.

"We're fine! Yous girls need to loosen up!" He teased speeding up.

"MEMO STOP! IT'S A RED LIGHT!" Anna shouted in a panic and was quickly drowned at something slammed into them from the side sending the car to roll several times before it came to a stop.

Anna could hear her brother groan. She couldn't hear Frances. She wanted to move, to check if her friend was ok, but she couldn't move and she was quickly losing strength. Everything what beginning to hurt but her neck hurt the most.

"Shit, are you guys alright?" Her brother called out. She could barely see him and when she tried to speak but hurt and sounded more like she was gargling. She knew she was bleeding she could feel the warm liquid trails beginning to cool as the night air hit them.

"FUCK!" She heard him begin to panic almost as if the car crash sobered him right up "Frances! Ann—" his voice was fading along with the rest of the world.

The next time I woke up I was in a hospital. Alone. The first thing I did was I panicked. I had began to rip everything off me because I didn't want it to be real. I wanted it all to be a dream. No I wanted this to be a nightmare. Dreams are beautiful…this was not. But one thing they had in common was they weren't real except in your mind. And that's what I wanted. I wanted to wake up in bed with Memo dead asleep in his room while I got ready for school. Frances sending me a text message that she be here in a few minutes and we would walk to school together. Instead I was here in a hospital scrambling to find a way out of a nightmare that had come true.

When she finally came too, her eyes immediately began scanning what was around her. The smell of medicine, the blinding white room and the sounds of a beeping machine sent her wide awake. As quickly as her body let her she sat up. The pain was indescribable. Even blinking seem to hurt. She looked down at herself, she was bandage almost head to toe and there was a cast on her foot and arm. Her breathing increased along with her heart monitor. She scrambled to disconnect the wires making it flatline and an alarm go off. She set her feet to the ground and stood, falling instantly from the lack of strength. It knocked the wind out of her. The pain in her chest was unbelievable. She tried getting up again but her legs seem useless and she began to crawl. Tears streamed down her face as she tried getting up. She had to find her friend and brother. She had to make sure they were ok.

She flinched as the door to the room slammed open and doctors and nurses rushed into the room. The nurses quickly picked her up from the floor and began dragging her back to the bed. She struggled in their hold wanting to tell that that she need to see if her brother and friend are ok. However it came out as harsh wet coughs. She could taste the blood in her mouth and it made her cry more. Because if she was this bad in shape she couldn't imagine what kind of state her brother and Frances was in. She felt a prick on her neck and slowly her body began to feel heavy and even more tired, her eyes closing no matter how hard she tried to stay away.

The second time she woke up she found herself strapped to the bed, remote close to her hand so she could press it. Groggily she reached for it and pressed it, minutes past until a nurse finally came in with a doctor and a police officer. The nurse made her way to the bed making it slowly rise for her to sit as the doctor kept an eye on her.

She coughed out blood again as she tried to speak.

"Please try not to speak your throat is still recovering from the accident and from earlier, you re-opened some wounds" he said gently.

She looked up at him with pleading eyes as the nurse cleaned off the blood that dripped down her chin and onto the bed sheets.

The doctor sighed and nodded knowing that look all to well in his years of practice. She wanted answered. But the answers he had weren't good. He hated this part of his job.

"I was informed that the people in the car was your brother and your friend? Correct?"

Anna gave a painful nodded.

"Your brother only suffered a cracked rib and some minor injuries" Anna gave him a look that asked if he's alright where is he now?

"He's in jail at the moment for driving under the influence and vehicular homicide" the police answered for the doctor. The words repeating in her mind.

Vehicular homicide.

Homicide.

"She didn't make it" the doctor announced softly. His words confirming her suspicions making her break down and and sob.

"I know this is a lot to take in but I need to ask you some questions about the incident, we need your side of the story before we can put him in prison"

The nurse tried to calm her as her as she started coughing again but it was hopeless. Her best friend was dead and it was all her fault! She should have tried harder to convince her friend to take a cab.

"I'll come back in a day or two to get your side of things but for now I'll let you grief and get a hold of things" officer said awkwardly and excused himself. The doctor sighed and nodded towards the nurse knowing he wasn't going to be able to explain anymore with the news they just dropped and excused themselves too.

I was left alone for a couple hours until the nurse came to check on me again. By then I was all out of tears and I just felt numb. She called the doctor and he came with a file in his hand. He told me I had been out for two weeks. He said it was a miracle I that I lived. I had sustained cuts and bruises from the glass and the tumbling of the car. Five broken ribs, a fracture wrist, broken fibula and…a neck injury.

"The glass penetrated you're neck tissue deep, we had to stop the bleeding quickly before you bled to death" he paused a second watching as she careful lifted a hand to cup her bandaged neck before continuing "It damaged your vocal cords, we were unable to patch them…I'm sorry but you won't be able to speak again" he said sorrowfully.

I was left alone again. The nurse only coming in when I need help to the bathroom and bringing me food. The second day the officer came back like he promised but with him he brought Frances parents. They wanted to hear what happened too. I cried again when I saw them. The loss of their only daughter hit them hard.

I was given a pen and notepad to answer his questions.

"What happened that night Anna?"

We were at the library doing research for a project for our government class, it was getting late so we called it a day and called Frances mom to come pick us up like we usually do but she couldn't because she was picking up Frances Aunt from the airport and her dad was working late.

The police officer looked over to them and saw them nod in confirmation.

"What happened next?"

I told her we should take the bus, but she said no because it was full of weirdos and she told me to call my brother. I didn't want to but she convinced me because it was already late and I didn't want her to be grounded

"Why didn't you want your brother to pick you up?" The police asked.

Because I know how he is. If he's not drunk, he's on something else

"What happen when he got there?"

He was drunk. I didn't want to get in the car and I didn't want Frances to go in either so I pulled her away. She didn't want to listen though. I told her I could call a cab, that I had money and could pay for it as long as we didn't go with him. I got in a fight with my brother and she took his side.

"If you knew he was drunk, why did you get in the car with them then?"

I wanted to make sure he didn't try anything and that Frances got home safe. But that didn't happen. He was swerving and speeding and not paying attention to the road. I finally had enough I told him to stop the car but he wouldn't listen. Frances told him to slow down but he laughed and sped up instead. He past a red light and we were hit.

Anna trembled as she tried to keep herself together but the memories from the accident sent her into a coughing fit and tears streamed down her face. She felt arms wrap around her and she looked up to see Frances mother holding her tight but not enough that it hurt her injuries. She clenched her eyes shut. She wanted to tell her she was sorry. Sorry she didn't try hard enough to convince Frances into getting in the car.

"It's ok, thank you for trying to save her" Frances' mother whispered to her. She pulled away and brushed Anna's tears away and gently kissed her forehead.

I'm so sorry Anna mouthed to her.

They locked my brother away for life with my side of the story.

I was bed ridden for one week until I was able to start physical therapy. It took months to get things back to the way they were. I missed Frances funeral. I had no way of getting there and I didn't want to burden her parents, they had enough on their plates. I didn't graduate on time and had to take a GED test to get my diploma. I would get stares from the scar on my neck that I had to started wearing a scarf to hide it. Getting a job wasn't so simple either. But I managed to get one. It was a graveyard shift as a janitor at a college. The only one that didn't require me to speak.

I didn't visit my brother. Not once since they put him in prison. But almost a year after the incident I don't know why but I went to see him.

They sat cross from each bother, bullet proof glass separating them. He picked up the phone from the wall and she followed his movements, clutching her notebook and pen tightly.

"Finally came to see me, you're looking good from when I last saw you" he stated somewhat relieved.

She clenched her teeth and glared at him.

"Sorry I missed your graduation, I've been a little held up here" he motioned to the prison around them "Did you get my letters?"

"How's work?"

"Why aren't you talking? You think you too good now?" He glared at her and gave a hollow laugh "You're glad aren't you! Finally seeing me put behind bars! That's why you haven't visited me or answered my letters to send me a few bucks!" He sneered at her.

She snapped and slammed the phone back on its hook. He brother stood up and it look like he was yelling at her to pick up the phone. The security guard behind him placed a firm hand on his shoulder as a warn and he sat back down with a scowl on his face.

She opened her note book and began to write.

I hate you! You took everything from me!

You took my best friend's life! You took my voice! She lowered her scarf so he could see her scar.

I didn't graduate because of you! I lost my job because of you! She continued to write angrily.

Frances parents can't stand the site of me because all they see is you! I missed her funeral because of you! And you still want me to visit you and send you money while your in prison? After all you did to me? Her bother looked dumbfounded by the words she written. She stood up and left not turning back once even when she heard the banging and screaming against the glass her brother was making.

That was the last time I saw him. He made his chooses and I've made mine. That was one of them that I did not regret.

Slash growled as he finished reading. If he ever got his hand on her brother, he'd be dead. He folded the letters and placed them back in the envelope pausing slightly as he spotted a van speed down the road. His eyes narrowed as he looked inside the vehicle. More Kraang droids and they were heading to the university.

"Anna" his eyes widen and he cursed as he began running full speed back to her.

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