A/N: Well ,this took a while. Next chapter might take a while, I've got tech week (or hell week) for the play I'm in, I have opening weekend, and I have a whole new (and much longer) school schedule. I'm really sorry guys, but to make up for it, this chapter is pretty dang long, and freaking intense. I really hope you guys like it, and I'll try my hardest to get the next chapter done quickly.
Warnings: Rated M for language, adult situations, and possibly other stuff not for the youngin's.
Disclaimer: I do not own the TMNT; they belong to Mirage, Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird I believe. I do own the plot, and OC's. Want to use them? Ask!
Music for this chapter:
Raph/Sky: Rehab -- Rhianna
Leo/Sophia: Bleeding Love -- Leona Lewis
Mike/Cam: Before It's Too Late -- Goo Goo Dolls
Don/Heather: Pretty Handsome Awkward -- The Used
Chapter 20
"In the absence of love, there is nothing worth fighting for."
-- Elijah Wood
Skylar laid her head back, the woman washing her hair was really a life saver. She felt the dye leaving her hair and was a little excited to see her hair. Layla was in the chair next to her, getting her hair highlighted. Heather was at prom, with Donnie, and seeing as Skylar had spent the entire day getting her all prepared, she decided she wanted to be pampered. The hair lady towel dried her hair and escorted her to another chair where she blow dried and styled her now deep mahogany brown hair. Skylar mustered up a smile,
"It looks great." She said and the lady smiled.
"Oh, wow, you look cute." Layla said as her hair dresser put her in a chair and began to blow dry it, she had to speak over the blow dryer, "We should go out tonight, it's only what, seven?"
"Yeah," Skylar agreed, "I could use a night out."
Layla gave her a sympathetic smile at this and looked away. Skylar stared at her manicured fingernails and bit her lip a little. She really didn't want to go out, she wanted to go home, put on one of Raph's old t-shirts and eat chocolate ice cream. However, Layla had already come over earlier that week for her pity party. Heather hadn't been much help to her lately with tests and college issues. She didn't blame her, Skylar hadn't really talked to Heather or Donnie lately.
"You ready?" Layla asked with a smile.
"Uh, yeah, my place first, I gotta get changed…"
They climbed into Layla's Mustang, and took off toward Skylar's apartment. It was a mess due to all the preparation the day for Heather's big day. Layla announced that she was going home to get ready and then she would come back to pick up Skylar. Looking through her clothes apathetically she found something suitable to wear. Throwing on a black tank top, an green long sleeve sweater that hung off her shoulders, and a short black skirt she faced the mirror.
With a grimace, she reached for her make-up and began her work. It had been three weeks since she had gone out. In fact, the only time she left the house was for school and work, and the night she spent with Dustin. She had an urge to call him over right now, but she knew that was a bad idea. One night was enough to do her more emotional damage than she needed at the time.
A knock at the door and then it opening showed that Layla was here. Looking gorgeous in a simple pair of dark jeans and a black tank top. The girl complimented Skylar before dragging her out of the house, seeing as she was having second thoughts on leaving the comfort of her own apartment. Her best friend got her out of the apartment though, and then Skylar had no choice but to listen and be dragged away.
The sun was shining down from a cloudless sky, and the seagulls in the sky squawked as they flew over the beach. The sounds of the waves were soothing, but almost drowned out by the sounds of screaming, laughing and dancing children in the sea water. Amongst those screaming, laughing, dancing children, were Cameron and Mike, having just as much fun in the water. Back on their little blanket haven were Sophia and Leo just watching as the two young adults kicked water at each other.
"Sometimes I forget they have the mentality of five years olds." Leo said, and Sophia paused before replying as she glared at some girls passing by giving Leo the eye, Leo chuckled and she gave him a pointed stare.
"At least they're having fun." Sophia finally responded.
"Yeah," Leo said, and looked around cautiously.
"You okay?" She asked, "You seem distracted lately."
"I'm fine." Leo smiled.
"Okay, Crazy." She replied and looked out to the sea
Leo took this moment to look at her, really look at her. From her petite feet to her toned, and tanned legs. Her polka-dotted string bikini bottoms and top not leaving much to the imagination for anyone who hadn't seen her naked. A pair of large aviator sunglasses on, hiding her chocolate eyes, Leo felt a twinge of disappointment at this. Her dark, curly hair was held out of her eyes by a white head band, her lips pursed slightly in thought. Hearing a foreign giggle he looked up. Two girls passing by winked and blushed before scurrying off. He didn't return any sentiments, simply frowned and sighed, rolling his eyes. He hated how much unwanted attention this appearance brought. He looked over to Sophia whose expression made it seem like she had bitten into a lemon. Leo felt a smile slip onto his lips, as he pulled her towards him. She resisted, but he, being much stronger than her, got Sophia into his lap. Removing her sunglasses and setting the aside on the blanket, he moved his other hand to her lower back. His other hand moved to her cheek after he laid the glasses down, his thumb caressing her skin slightly. She blushed slightly as his dark eyes looked her over closely, and she bit her lip when their brown eyed gazes met each other. She leaned in and he didn't hesitate to help her close the space. The kiss was slow, and affectionate, even when Sophia trailed her tongue over his bottom lip making Leo inhale sharply. She moved her hand from his shoulder, down his arm taking in every curve of his muscles before taking his hand in hers, feeling her heart race when he squeezed it.
"Dudes, there's little kids around!" Mikey said, crashing onto the blanket. Leo glared at his little brother.
"Oh, please, Mikey." Sophia said, a little annoyed that he ruined her tender moment with Leo. They were very rare, she had reason.
"Just saying." The blond shrugged.
"Where's you girlfriend?" Leo asked, gently moving Sophia from his lap, but still closer to him than she was before.
"She's coming; she wanted to give some shell she found to a little kid we saw collecting them earlier." Mike's tone sounded very proud.
"That's sweet." Sophia responded blandly.
It was quiet amongst them as they waited for the fourth member of their party to join them. Sophia and Leo were still quite peeved about Mikey's terrible timing, but when Cameron came back even Leo had to smile a little at her pure joy. She looked so happy and kissed Mikey. He chuckled and pulled her down into his arms, she giggled all the way down. As happy she was that her friend was so content and in love, Sophia felt a strong longing for that same comfort. To love and be loved. She glanced at Leo, who caught her eye for a mere second before she looked away, blushing a little.
"She was so happy about the shell!" Cameron gushed, "You should have seen the look on her face."
"Children are often easily amused." Leo said dryly and Cameron gave him a half glare.
"Thanks for that, Buzz."
"Don't listen to him," Mike smiled at her, "He's just a little pissy because I ruined his little moment with Sophia."
"What moment?" Cameron asked.
"Oh, they were only sharing a sweet, romantic kiss by the sea." Mike said over dramatically.
"Awww." Teased Cameron and Sophia picked up her sunglasses after rolling her eyes.
"Lovely weather, don't you think, Leo?" Sophia said.
"Yes, very lovely." He agreed.
"Oh, look they're ignoring us." Cameron said.
"Very mature you two." Mikey grinned.
"Did you hear something, Sophie?" Leo asked.
"No, did you?"
"Not at all." He replied.
"Wow, and they say we act like children." Cameron said to Mikey who kissed her in response.
Like Leo's and Sophie's, it was tender and loving. Mikey trailed his hands into Cameron's hair and she wrapped her arms around his neck. They lay back on the blanket, making Leo move his legs. He rolled his eyes and stood, helping Sophia stand, grab her things and holding her hand as they walked away. Mikey looked up and grinned as they walked away, Cameron looking guilty. Mikey kissed her nose and she shied away from it.
"What?" He asked.
"That was mean." Cameron replied, "You ruined their moment and then have our own?"
"I didn't mean to ruin their moment." Mike rolled his eyes, "And now that they're all alone, they can have another moment."
"Oh." Cameron said and then smiled, "Never mind, then." She chuckled and sat up, staring out to the sea. Mikey sat up as well, and slipped his arms around her shoulders.
"What's the matter, Cam?" He asked softly, she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Do you think they'll ever be together…or are we just wasting our time?"
"Well," Mikey said after some thought, "It looks like they're getting closer to me…" He shrugged lightly, "Leo's a complicated dude as it is, and when we came here he was more jaded than ever."
"He does seem to be happier now." Cameron agreed.
"Just have faith, babe." Mikey said, and she sighed a little.
"I just want what's best for her…"
Leo and Sophia were headed toward her car, and she was glad Cameron had brought her truck. Climbing into the driver's seat she looked over to a peeved Leo. She was upset that they're moment was ruined, but Leo seemed to be taking it strongly to heart. As she pulled out and began their way home she looked over to him once more. She stopped at a red light and looked at him,
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing." He replied.
"Too bad you're a horrible liar." Sophia said, and sighed, "I know Mikey pissed you off but --"
"It's really nothing." Leo said, "I just can't stand watching them all the time."
"Believe me; I know exactly what you mean." Sophia said dryly. It was silent for a moment, only filled by the sound of Sophia's car. "Do…do you ever want what they have?" Sophia asked looking in her mirror. Leo looked at her but she would not look at him.
He hesitated, narrowing his eyes in thought."Why?"
"It's just a question." Sophia said, "Do I have to have some ulterior motive?"
"In this case, yes." He replied.
"How so?" Sophia asked, really wishing she had kept her mouth shut.
"Never mind." Leo said and she rolled her eyes.
It was silent for a long time and Sophia stopped at her place. She got out of the car and did not wait for Leo as she walked into her apartment. She left the door open for him as she went to go change. Leo entered closing the door behind him, wincing a little as she came into the living room fully clothed, while he was shirtless. He moved past her into her room to collect one of his shirts. When he came out she was cleaning, which was never a good sign.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing." She replied.
"You're lying." Leo said feeling a strange sense of déjà vu. She sighed and turned to him, she opened her mouth but he stopped her, "I know how you feel, Sophia."
"What?" She asked."I know how you feel…about me." He repeated and she paled a little.
"And, what exactly, do I feel about you?" Sophia asked.
"You're in love with me." Leo said deeply and she swallowed hard.
"How do you know that?" She asked shakily.
"You said it in your sleep the other night…and it's fairly obvious." He said.
"So, why haven't you ended…whatever we have…"
"Before I answer that question, I have to tell you how extremely dangerous it is for you to feel this way about me."
"What the hell does that mean?" Sophia asked.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me…" Leo said, "And the only reason I haven't told you is because I want you to be safe…" Sophia shook her head,
"Okay, alright, I can worry about all of that later." She said, "I just want you to answer my question…" She inhaled, "How do you feel about me?"
"I don't know." Leo answered with a straight face and it made Sophia exhale sharply.
"You…don't know." She repeated, and shook her head, "You are the most confusing man I have ever met in my entire life." She moved toward her bedroom, but he caught her wrist.
"Sometimes I do want what Cameron and Michelangelo have." He said, "And sometimes I do want more…with you…but…" He paused, "As usual, something's holding me back…but it's only to protect you."
"Protect me from what, Leo, what is holding you back?!" Sophia raised her voice, trying to keep herself from crying.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me." She urged.
"I…I can't." Leo sighed and she looked away from him, "Go on a date with me."
"Beg your pardon?" Sophia's head snapped up.
"Go on a date with me." He repeated, "A real one."
"But, that breaks our rules…" Sophia said, "No overly affectionate gestures, no --"
"I think we're way past breaking the rules at this point."
Skylar was simply annoyed now. For two songs she had been on the dance floor with this guy, and she had not enjoyed herself at all so far. Simply stopping she walked away, ignoring the man's calls to her. Layla was at the bar, already finding someone to go home with that night. Skylar just wanted to go home. She tapped her friends shoulder and Layla smiled at her reaching into her purse. She gave Skylar some money and leaned over so she could hear her,
"I think I'm leaving with this guy tonight, go ahead and take a cab home. I know you don't want to be here." As she pulled back she smiled.
"Thank you." Skylar smiled a little, and then frowned, "Be safe."
"You too…" Layla waved as the girl left.
Skylar walked out into the street, and picked up her cell phone. After calling the cab service, she called her sister. As she had presumed she got the voicemail. Leaving a short message about how she would be home soon, she hung up and leaned against the wall of the club. Reaching into her own purse she pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one and inhaling the first drag. She sighed out the smoke once more. She'd started smoking again, mostly out of spite, but she found it to be even more addicting when she was minutes later, her cab arrived. She climbed in and told her driver where she was going. She was a while away from home. She hoped she had enough money to get where she needed to go. She checked her phone once more, as if she was waiting for Raphael to call her, asking her to come back. Skylar snorted at herself, making the driver look at her in the mirror. That would never happen, and even she knew that.
One of the last families at the beach finished packing up and left. It was nearly empty now, since the sun was about to set. Now it was barely occupied, a few couples around, some people walking their dogs. In general it was very peaceful, if there were couples they were far spread out, giving them all a sense of privacy. Cameron and Mikey sat close with each other, watching the slow setting sun. Living so close to the beach, Cameron had seen it many times, but it was a rare moment for Mikey to see a sunset until recently. She had her head on his shoulder, one arm around his middle, the other holding his hand. He draped his arm over her shoulder, resting his head on hers.
"You know," Cameron began, "I've seen so many sunsets on the beach before…but this one seems so much more beautiful than the others."
"Have you ever shared the sunset with someone you were madly in love with?"
"No."
"That's why." Mikey smiled, "This one is special."
"I suppose you're right." She chuckled back kissing his shoulder lightly.
It was quiet as the sun drifted behind the horizon, turning the sky into a mess of colors. Orange, pink, blue, red, yellow. It was just so beautiful, and the silence seemed to be just fitting. Not awkward at all, just comforting and soothing as the seagulls stopped their calls and the waves came in and out. Mikey turned his attention from the sky to the girl in front of him. She seemed to sense that he was looking at her and smiled at him. He kissed her softly, and pressed his forehead to hers.
"What?" She asked, he hesitated.
"No matter what happens…" Mikey started, "I want you to know I'll always protect you."
"There's nothing to protect me from." She smiled softly.
"Sure there is." He grunted laying back on the blanket and Cameron laid back as well, her head on his chest.
"Like what?" She asked.
"Like, the boogey monster, bad pizza, sliding glass doors…" He listed and she chuckled, but he didn't seem amused, "And bad people."
"Bad people?" Cameron asked, "Like who?"
"Like Victoria." Cameron laughed at this,
"That bitch can try to come near me."
"You don't understand, Cam." Mikey said softly, "She's not…she's…" He exhaled and shook his head, "I'll keep you safe, that's all that matters."
"Okay." She smiled a little and kissed his cheek.
"I love you." Mikey said quietly.
"I love you too." She replied.
"No matter what?" He asked, and she smiled.
"No matter what."
"What if I was…a talking dog?"
"Even then." She giggled.
"What if I was walking, talking, over-sized turtle?" Mikey asked.
"What?" Cameron laughed and then shook her head, "As crazy and random as that would be, yes, I would still love you."
Mikey could only hope she really meant it.
'Come on, come on, I'm almost home!'
Skylar's legs shook up and down at a fast pace as she watched the price go higher on the cab's fair meter. It was getting dangerously close to being more than what she had. To her dismay, they hit a red light, merely two miles away from her home. She could see the seven-eleven store where she had met both Donatello and Raphael, and decided she'd just save herself the small amount left she'd have if she just stopped there. She cleared her throat and the man looked at her in the rear view mirror.
"At the seven-eleven is fine." She smiled a fake one, and he nodded.
As the crappy cab pulled up, she climbed out quickly and gave him the money she owed. As he sped off she shook her head and walked in. She had just enough money for another pack of cigarettes. She was sure she'd go through the pack she already had very quickly. She stepped in line behind a man buying a lot of hard liquor, he seemed quite depressed. She silently saluted him. The familiar alert of someone coming into the store made Skylar look at the door merely out of curiosity. She immediately wished she had just taken the cab all the way home.
Into the store pranced one of the tall, blondes from the car show they had went to all those weeks ago. With her was the tall, muscular, tan man Skylar had once been privileged enough to call her own. Raphael seemed a little annoyed, his date was obviously completely wasted and tripping all over the place. Skylar took only a second to see the girl's short skirt and tube top, despite how distasteful the girl looked Skylar felt like wearing sweats for the rest of her life. She didn't stand a chance. That feeling only added to the pain constricting in her chest as her eyes never left Raph. He didn't seem to notice her. When his eyes met hers she quickly looked away, but she knew he was looking at her. She could feel it.
"Miss, can I help you?" The clerk asked as the man in front of Skylar left.
"Uh," Skylar stepped forward shaking her head, "Marbles, red, please."
"Just one pack?" He asked.
"Yes." She said shortly.
Skylar's hands trembled, she felt like throwing up and her heart beat fast in her chest. The lump in her throat and the wetness gathering behind her eyes made her very impatient. She heard Raph's bimbo laugh at something and he grumbled something. She wondered if he was ever this annoyed when she got wasted. The man gave her the cigarettes and Skylar paid with shaking hands. She got her change and left quickly. The hot air made her feel like she was choking, she shoved the new pack of cigarettes in her purse and grabbed her new one. She lit up the tip quickly and inhaled. The first drag did nothing to calm her nerves.
"Fuck." She mumbled and began walking towards home.
"Sky!"
"Fuck…" She stopped and took another drag before turning around. Raph was staring at her and had to remember to breath. Should she say something?
"You okay?"
'You mean, besides the fact that the man I'm in love with just walked in with a total slut and still has a deathly tight grip on my heart?' She tried not to wince. "Y-yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You seem…sick?"
"I uh, I had some to drink tonight and uh…the ride here made me a little queasy." She lied, somehow she knew he saw through it.
"How did you get here?" He asked.
"Cab." She replied shortly.
"How are you gettin' home?"
"Walking." She replied simply.
"In the dark?" He asked.
"Obviously." Skylar said, she had successfully gotten it to sound sharp, he was quiet and she opened her mouth to speak.
"Raphie!" The blonde interrupted her coming out of the store, "What're you doing?" Raph's eye twitched slightly and Skylar laughed humorlessly.
"Have fun." She turned on her heel.
"I thought you quit," He called just as she began walking, she stopped once more to look at him, "Smokin'." Skylar shrugged,
"I decided it didn't matter…I'm gonna die anyway…" She shrugged once more, "All this is gonna do is speed it up." She gave him a half smile, "See you later, Raphie."
Raph wanted to say something, he wanted to stop her. She was walking away so fast, he could tell she wanted to leave the moment he saw her in the store. He felt a tug at his hand and pulled his hand away as if the girl's touch burned him. He rolled his eyes at himself and headed back for the bike, there was no way he could put his hands on this girl after he'd seen the look on Skylar's face.
By the time she was halfway there, Skylar went through two more cigarettes. After putting out the last one of her old pack she took off running. Of all the things on her mind, tripping in the heels she wore was last. Getting home and crawling into bed was at the top of her to do list. She could see the apartments now and just pushed herself to keep running. Once she finally got to her door she fumbled with her keys in her still shaking hands and when she got in she closed the door and leaned on it. She felt like crying.
"Sky?" She turned to see Donnie.
He really did look dashing tonight. Now only in a black button down shirt, and his deep violet tie hanging around his neck loosely along with slacks, he still looked great. Checking the time, Skylar figured Heather was on her bed, still asleep in her dress most likely. Her little sister had a tendency to fall asleep quickly in any conditions. Donnie was staring at her worriedly and Skylar was gasping for air as well as feeling the after math from seeing Raph and still feeling like she was going to cry.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"I…I'm fine." She lied, and looked away, "I…I saw Raph…with some girl and…"
Skylar trusted Donnie, cared about him like he was a brother even, and she wanted to talk to someone about it. She wanted to cry about it, but stubborn pride as usual was keeping her from just letting that happen. Donnie came toward her and wrapped her in a strong hug. It surprised her only for a minute before she wrapped her arms around him and that's when it seemed to have been a breaking point. She started to cry. On top of the emotions racking her body, guilt was added to the mix as she cried on Donnie.
"I'm sorry…" She cried, "It's stupid but I…" He shushed her and she continued to sob.
It didn't take long for her sobs to become less violent. She hugged Donnie for a few moments hoping she could just melt into the floor. When she finally had the courage to face him she pulled away and he put his hands on her shoulders. She smiled at him a little, and he smiled sadly. She wiped at her face and laughed a little, a real laugh, seeing as she saw her breakdown to be completely ridiculous. He frowned, and opened his mouth,
"All good?"
"Yeah." She exhaled and nodded, "Don't-don't tell Heather about this, okay?" She sniffed, "I…I don't want her to think I can't handle this."
"Can you?"
"I really hope so." Skylar replied quietly, "Um," She winced and wiped her face, "How-how was prom?" Donnie rolled her eyes at the subject change.
"It was great." He said, despite the fact he wanted her to talk about Raph, "Heather had fun."
"She asleep?"
"Passed out as soon as she hit the bed." He laughed slightly.
"I'm glad you two had a good time." She smiled, "I'm going to bed now…" She began walking towards the hall and so did he. He turned for Heather's room and Skylar turned for hers, and before she opened her door she looked over her shoulder, "Hey, Don?" He turned to look at her,
"Yeah?"
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Anytime." He said with a half smile.
Donnie entered Heather's room and smiled at the girl who sighed softly in her sleep. Her hair was down , out of the elegant bun it had been in earlier, the long curled strands gave her angelic look. The long deep purple dress was bunched up as she slept, but still looked flawless on her. He unbuttoned his shirt and changed into some sweats before laying with her. As soon as Donnie got comfortable he heard his phone ring and groaned before crawling over Heather to answer it. Looking at the caller ID, he took a deep breath.
"You're very lucky I'm staying here tonight." He said as he answered.
"What?" Raph's confused voice came through the receiver.
"Skylar came home, in tears." The edge in his voice couldn't be missed, and Raph hesitated.
"So…so she got home okay?" He asked.
"Yes." Donnie said, "She just went to bed."
"Is-is she okay now? I mean- I didn't-" He exhaled sharply, "I didn't mean for her to see us--"
"She's not okay, Raph." Donnie said, and there was another pause.
"Right." He said, "How was the dance or whateva…?" Donnie rolled his eyes,
"Perfect, it was great." He said, "I'll see you tomorrow." He didn't wait for a response and hung up.
"Who was that?" The tired voice from the bed asked Donnie sighed laying down next to her.
"Raph."
"What'd he want?" Heather asked groggily.
"Nothing." Donnie said, "Go back to bed, love."
Michelangelo jumped the fence after he helped Cameron get over. The school was empty, but the lights were on at the small park. Grabbing his lover's hand he smiled at her and she grinned back. The night was clear, and hot. Cameron's hair was pulled up and out of her face, wearing jean shorts and an orange tank-top, and her make-up seemed to be suffering from the heat. Mikey looked comfortable enough in in shorts and an orange t-shirt. His blonde hair was messed up and his blue eyes shone with their usual enthusiasm.
"Why didn't we just go to the park by my place?" Cameron asked.
"Too many people there…" Mikey said, "I don't like the people who hang there when it gets dark."
"You're sounding like Buzz Kill." Cameron said, and laughed as Mikey's expression looked pained.
"I try to keep you safe from the evil nighttime park-goers and you repay me by comparing to my uptight brother?" Mikey said in mock offense, "I'm hurt." Cameron giggled as they reached the park and kissed his cheek before running for the swings.
The quiet that had enveloped the small school park was overwhelmed by Cameron and Mikey. They weren't known for their noiselessness. Mikey pushed Cameron on the swing until she got high enough. She jumped off and nearly stumbled into the tanbark as she landed. Mikey steadied her while laughing. She jumped into his arms, and he barely caught her, stumbling back a couple steps. She captured his lips with hers and they kissed for a few moments before Mikey put Cameron down.
The couple climbed onto the jungle gym. They settled into a comfortable position in front of one of the slides. Mikey quietly talked about New York City to her while he played with her hair, she rested her head on his chest, listening to the beating of his heart, and the sound of his voice. She had to grin, this was all just too good to be true and yet it was. He had stopped talking and was smiling down at her, but his eyes were narrowed in question.
"What're you grinning about?" He asked.
"Nothing." Cameron smiled even wider, if it were possible.
"I don't believe you." He said.
"Well," She stood and smiled at him, "If you really want to know, you'll have to force it out of me." She moved past him and went down one of the slides, and Mikey stood, leaning on the bars of the jungle gym, smiling down at her.
"How cute." The new voice made them both look in it's direction, and Mikey jumped over the bars of the jungle gym and in front of Cameron at record speed, "I think I may puke."
"Stay away." Mikey said lowly.
"Aww, come on now, Pookie." The voice said coming onto the tanbark, "Can't we still be friends?"
The voice belonged to a girl the height of Cameron, with dangerously flashing hazel eyes. She was pretty, with sharp features and a pointed nose; her smile was mischievously pretty. She had curly black hair, put into two low pony-tails, a barrette holding back her bangs. She wore a light green, polo shirt, and beige and white pin striped capris with simple Chuck Taylor's Converse. She had a smirk on her perfectly glossed lips and Mikey gripped Cameron's hand, making sure she was behind him as he spotted the sword strapped to her back.
"Introduce me to your friend, Mikey." She purred.
"What are you doing here?" Was all he replied.
"It's alright, I already know who she is." She said, "Cameron, I'm Victoria, I'm sure you've heard about me."
"That's Victoria?!" Cameron said and stepped out from behind Mikey, stepping toward her, Mikey grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his chest.
"Aw, look, you two match!" Victoria mocked, "And she's wearing your color too, you both are just so cute."
"This has nothing to with her, Victoria." Mikey said, "Let me take her home, and we can deal with this."
"Mikey, I'm not leaving you alone with her." Cameron said angrily.
"Cameron, just stay quiet." Mikey said lowly.
"Oh," Victoria chuckled, "You think I'm just here for a rematch, don't you?" She shook her head, "As much as I would just like to kill you now, I'd like this to be as slow and as painful as possible."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Cameron said loudly.
"Oh, she doesn't know." Victoria said in realization, "Well done, Michelangelo, you kept a secret." Mikey's eyes narrowed, " That just makes this so much more fun."
"Mikey, what's going on?" Cameron asked eyes still on Victoria.
"Get out of here." Mikey said lowly.
Everything moved too fast for Cameron. Victoria unsheathed her sword, and came at her, but Mikey pushed her out of the way and ran straight for her. Cameron cursed at the small chips of wood entered her bare skin and turned to see Mikey somehow knock the sword out of Victoria's hand. They were moving so fast, it was hard for her to follow. All she knew was that Mikey had meant something totally different when he said he'd always protect her, and she was sure there was more to this entire thing than she knew.
"Cameron, get out of here!" Mikey yelled, in a commanding way. It made Cameron falter, "Find Leo, and tell him."
"It'll be too late." Victoria said and tried to hit Mikey in the face, but he blocked it with ease, "Larissa's going to have both his and his little bitch's head on a platter."
"I won't leave you!" Cameron called and Mikey couldn't spare a glare at her.
"GO, CAMERON!"
Cameron gave a frustrated cry and stood up from the ground. She ran past the fight, and Victoria and gotten Mikey in the stomach. She turned and grabbed Cameron's wrist, and her other fist was quickly making rough contact with Cameron's face. Cameron fell back as Victoria released her, when Mikey gave a forceful kick to her stomach. Cameron stood and kept running despite the throbbing pain in the right part of her face. She grabbed the dropped sword, she didn't want it to be used against Mikey. She sprinted as fast as she could, and tried not to trip and kill herself with the sword in her hand.
Reaching the fence she threw the sword over and began climbing over. The pain had faded from her face, it was now numb, and the many splinters in her body didn't matter. Her adrenaline was pumping and she got over the fence in record time, and was heading for her truck. She threw the sword in, not really caring where it landed. Getting in the truck she closed the door and locked it as if it would help. She hit her head on the steering wheel tears leaking from her eyes. She only hoped Mikey was okay, and started the truck heading to wherever Leo was.
"Are you ready yet?!" Leo asked from the couch.
"Will you relax? You're the one whose here early!" Sophia yelled.
Leo was silenced by this, and Sophia smiled as she fixed her hair one last time. She straightened it and let her bangs fall into one eye. It fell around her bare shoulders and contrasted on her pale skin. She wore the blue corset top she'd bought the year before, a time when she and Leo didn't even like each other. Dark, fitting jeans and heels to give her at least some height. Her eyes where surrounded by shadowed make up, and dark eyeliner giving her chocolate colored eyes a special pop.
"Now I'm ready." Sophia said walking out of the bathroom. Leo stood and his eyebrows perked up as his eyes raked up and down her body, "You look nice." She smiled and he cleared his throat before saying,
"Thanks."
Leo did look quite dashing. His hair was messy, as usual, his deep brown eyes shining with the slightest hint of nervousness. Her wore a deep blue button down shirt that really suited him with dark jeans. He ran a hand through his hair and stepped forward, her heart skipped a beat as his lips chastely brushed against her cheek. He smiled down at her and she grinned stupidly, trying to catch her breath. He bit the inside of his lip a little before chuckling a little.
"You look…" He trailed off.
"Ravishing? Absolutely stunning?" Sophia smiled a little, "I know." She winked sarcastically, and he laughed a little.
"You said, it not me." He said and she laughed a little.
The way to the restraunt was a little awkward. Sophia was nervous, and her palms sweated slightly. Leo was quiet, he seemed to be deep in thought about something. She glanced over to him occasionally, trying to figure out if this was really happening. Leo feeling anything for her seemed to farfetched to be real, but here he was, in her car, on their way to their first date. She took in a breath and tried to discreetly dry her hands on her pants, they were slick with sweat.
"Are you nervous?" He asked, amusement thick in his voice.
"No." Sophia rolled her eyes, putting her hands back on the steering wheel.
"Then why are your palms sweating?" He asked.
"It's freakin' hot." Sophia covered and he just nodded.
"You're a bad liar." Leo said, and she snorted.
"Only when it comes to you, apparently."
They arrived at the restraunt, a fairly nice place. The hostess eyed Leo and Sophia possessively slipped her arm around his, making sure to give her a dirty look. Leo merely smiled in amusement and rolled his eyes slightly. They sat across from each other, and they seemed comfortable enough. They both took a few moments to glance at the menu before Sophia put hers down and felt the buzz in her purse. She itched to answer it, but resisted.
"So, what do people normally talk about on first dates?" Leo asked and Sophia laughed.
"They lie." She said, "Try to hook the other person in to keep them interested."
"Well, since you can't lie to me, and I'm already hooked on you, I think we can skip that part." He said and she blushed slightly.
"I guess so." She said, and narrowed her eyes, "This doesn't really count as a first date."
"Why not?" Leo asked.
"Well, the first like…three or four dates are just to see if you actually like the person…" Sophia explained, "From then on, you just go on dates because you like the person…" She shrugged, "Or that's what I think anyway."
"You have a point there." He said with a smile, "You've put a lot of thought into this haven't you?"
"Maybe a little too much." She laughed a little.
The night progressed peacefully, and they were having fun. Sophia's nervousness eased away as her and Leo began to talk as they usually did. Sophia's mind kept wandering to what he was thinking. She'd give anything to know just what he was thinking at that moment. He seemed to be enjoying himself, he was smiling, and his attention was on her, not on the flirting waitresses or the passing women. Sophia felt giddy, but something told her that this was going to be short lived. She was right.
"I must say," Came a new voice, Leo's face hardened, his eyes glued to Sophia as she looked to the new comer. "You do look stunning."
Sophia's eyebrow rose, and she glanced at Leo before looking back to the female. She was beautiful, and the way she smiled at Leo made Sophia's blood boil. She had light mocha skin, flawless and touchable. Dark eyes on her pixie like face, her hair a dark brown, short and spiked. She wore a black blouse, in plunged deep and a gold ring kept the fabric together just beneath her breasts, with dark jeans and heels, though she didn't need them. With the heels she was just about Leo's height and her eyes were stuck on him.
"Not here." Was all Leo said.
"Oh, Sophia Black," The woman turned to Sophia, Leo seemed to go even more frigid, Sophia frowned.
"Do I know you?"
"I've heard about you." She smiled and held out her hand, "I'm Larissa."
"Pleasure." Sophia said shortly grabbing the woman's perfect hand.
"Don't touch her." Leo said sharply, looking at Larissa now.
"Oh, he's protective of you." Larissa purred, "This could get interesting."
"LEO!" The sudden scream made Leo stand and the hostess chased after Cameron, she latched onto Leo's arm, "You have to help, Victoria attacked Mikey!"
"Cameron," Sophia said, "What the hell is going on?"
"I have no fucking clue, but Mikey is in danger and some whore named Larissa is coming after you two." Cameron said and Sophia's eyes trailed over to Larissa, who was smiling.
"Nice to meet you, Cameron."
"Oh, shit." Cameron gasped.
"Get out of here." Leo said lowly, "Go see Splinter."
"Cameron, come on." Sophia said, gripping her friend's wrist, dragging her away from the table.
"No, what about Mikey!?" Cameron screamed, "Leo you have to help him!" Her screams faded as Sophia dragged her out of the restraunt.
"I presume you haven't told your little girlfriend about your secret?" Larissa said sitting where Sophia had, Leo stayed standing.
"She doesn't need to know." Leo said, "Not yet."
"Uh-huh." She replied disinterestedly, "So, since we are in a very public place, and I really don't need that kind of attention, I have an offer for you." Leo narrowed his eyes in response, she lifted up a phone, "One phone call will call Victoria off Michelangelo, Elena off Donatello and most importantly Olivia off of Raphael…"
"Isn't that besides the point." Leo said, "You're trying to kill us, remember?"
"It's simple for Elena and I." Larissa said, "Kill you, go home and get a paycheck." She smiled, "For Victoria and Olivia, it's about revenge…they want nothing more than to watch you and your brothers go down in flames… very slowly, very painfully."
"You seem to be humoring them." Leo said darkly.
"Of course, I am." Larissa smiled wider, "But, as usual, I feel like giving all of you a fair fight. Which brings me back to my offer." She paused, "If you come back to New York, and meet us at a designated and private place, we'll have a fair fight, four on four."
"How will we know the place and time?" Leo asked.
"I'll make sure you know." She grinned devilishly.
Leo inhaled deeply and shut his eyes tightly. She had been fair before, giving him a fair chance to defend himself, even though she intended on killing him. He debated in his mind, but he knew he was running out of time. Elena and Olivia could be fighting Raph and Don by now and he had no idea how Mikey was doing against Victoria. With a stern look and deep sigh he looked her in the eyes and said in the darkest, deepest tone he could manage.
"If anything happens to my brothers…You will have to pay for it." He said.
"What about the girls don't they matter?" Larissa mocked.
"You won't touch the girls. They have nothing to do with this. None of them."
"Oh, but that's where you're wrong , babe." Larissa said standing up, "When you and your brothers fell in love with these silly girls, they became the best part of this game."
Skylar got out of bed. She walked past the mirror and grimaced at her appearance. She was home alone, for the moment. She threw off her over-sized t-shirt, throwing it into growing pile of dirty clothes. Removing her sweatpants and moving into the bathroom she turned on the water. Making sure it was hot, she stepped in and let the scalding water burn her skin slightly. It made her feel a little better, the heat eased the aches she had from laying in bed for days.
After a nice, long shower, she wrapped the towel around her and walked into her room. A sound in the living room meant that Heather was home and cleaning. Skylar dressed in a pair of jeans and a form fitting t-shirt before grabbing her purse and going into the living room. Heather looked up from her dishes and smiled at her, Skylar weakly returned it. Skylar grabbed her iPod and headed for the door when Heather called her,
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Just going for a walk…maybe get some dinner." She shrugged.
"You want some company?" Heather asked, "Be better than walking around alone…"
"Um, I really just want to take some time to think…" Skylar said, "Sorry, babe."
"No, no, it's cool." Heather nodded, failing to hide the sting, "I was just gonna go to the library anyway…"
"Alright…don't stay out too late…don't walk home in the dark."
Skylar walked out of the door then and shut it quickly. She felt bad about ditching her sister, but she really did just want to walk alone. Plugging her iPod headphones and turning it up, she began walking to wherever. She really had no set destination. Skylar was feeling numb since the few days before when she'd cried on Donnie and saw Raph. Not bad, but not good, and she wasn't really sure if it was a good thing. She thought it probably wasn't, but she didn't really know who to talk to about it, so she just kept it within herself.
A very fast, very nice car zipped by her and she jumped a little. It drove a little ahead of her and then stopped, and pulled over. She didn't pay much attention to why the driver must have stopped she was too captivated by how nice it was. A sleek, black Dodge Viper, two white racing stripes going down the middle of it. Although she knew very little about cars, after dating a grease monkey for a year, she should be able to ascertain the value of a very nice car. As she came up next to it she glanced into the open window and saw it was actually a female driving before keeping her pace. Only thing was the car slowly followed her. She stopped and as the car stopped she looked inside, taking out her head phones.
"Can I help you?"
The woman inside was beautiful and Skylar felt like checking to make sure she even looked acceptable. She had striking blue eyes, and a mischievous smile, with perfectly windswept, blond hair. She wore a black shirt made of a material that made it barely see through and showed a lot of her flawless stomach with some simple jeans. She laughed a little, making Skylar frown in confusion, but the confusion quickly left her face when the woman dragged her eyes up and down over her body. Much like a man did when sizing up, or undressing a woman with his eyes.
"You want a ride, beautiful?" She asked, and Skylar laughed.
"Are…are you…hitting on me?"
"Maybe." She smirked, "What's your name?"
"Skylar." She said, "And yours?"
"Olivia…Livvy." She smiled, "Where are you headed?"
"I, uh, was just gonna go get something to eat." Skylar shrugged.
"Wanna grab a drink?" Olivia asked.
"I'm uh, too young to drink." Skylar said, laughing a little. It never really stopped her before.
"Not when you're with me, you aren't." Olivia grinned, and unlocked the car door, "Hop in."
Skylar considered it for a long moment and then shrugged, it was probably not a good idea, but at the moment, she cared less. She opened the door and climbed into the seat, she felt so insignificant in this car, next to this woman. She quickly buckled her seat belt and looked over to the woman, she was eyeing her oddly. It made Skylar blush a little, and look out the window. It all seemed to zoom by so fast, before she knew they were in front of a bar. Olivia looked over to Skylar and she glanced at her before she climbed out of the car and pulled out a cigarette.
"Do you mind if I smoke before we go in?"
"Hell no," Olivia smirked, "I think it's incredibly hot to watch a girl like you smoke…"
Heather tried to focus as she browsed through the library's all to familiar aisles and aisles of books. She was hurt by Skylar earlier, but she couldn't bring herself to be mad at her sister. If she were in her sister's place would she be acting any better? Probably not. Of course, she wouldn't smoke and party and do all those other things, but she would mope and want to be alone. Heather sighed, she blamed Raph. Donnie blamed Raph. Even Raph blamed Raph. Heather made a point not to talk to Raph for the past three weeks, which had done nothing to sway him, but she was trying.
Dropping to her knees and inspecting some books more closely she sighed and frowned. Running her hands through her long hair, she looked over the books once more before groaning and standing. There was no way she could focus on what books she had and hadn't read yet, or which books were worth reading at all. She sighed and walked past the librarians who called soft goodbyes to her, they'd grown to know her very well over the years. She waved to them before leaving through the door. Walking down the steps she passed a woman who she briefly smiled at.
Apparently the woman wasn't in the spirit of smiling back. She had solemn expression and her dark brown eyes shone with some kind of negative emotion. She had wavy, dirty blond hair, pinned out of her eyes. Wearing a turquoise shirt which was long sleeved, it made Heather ten times hotter to think of how warm that shirt must be for her in the summer heat. She wore simple jeans, and looked quite comfortable. As Heather walked past she grabbed her wrist with surprising strength and dragged her towards a blue Mini Cooper.
"Get in." She ordered.
"What?" Heather asked.
"Get in the car." She said.
"No." Heather shook her head, "Who are you?"
"If I told you, you wouldn't trust me." She replied.
"I don't trust you now." Heather replied, and then paused and choked on her breath, "You…You have to be…Oh, my God…"
"Heather, get in the car," The woman said more compassionately, "We don't have much time." Heather just shook her head, "You have to take me to Donnie."
"You're Elena." Heather gasped, and then shook her head, "No, no! I'll never take you to him." Elena gripped Heathers upper arms tightly and looked her in the eyes,
"If you don't get in the car and tell me where Donnie is your sister is going to die."
Heather got into the car.
Skylar found this Olivia woman to be quite amusing. The fact that she kept hitting on her seemed to fly over Skylar's head, or she made it seem that way. Plus, she supplied her with alcohol which was always a good quality in Skylar's book. The woman still had an odd look in her eye, like Skylar was some kind of tasty morsel and she couldn't wait to devour her. Skylar finished off her drink and then laughed a little as Olivia swiftly gave her another. A wink at the bartender and any questions about Skylar's age were lost in his throat. Skylar coughed a little,
"I have to, uh, go to the bathroom, I'll be right back." She stood from her barstool.
"Perfect." Smiled Olivia and Skylar laughed awkwardly before walking away.
Olivia reached into her purse as her phone buzzed. It was Larissa. She grimaced and put it back in her purse. There was no way she was going to ruin this for her. She knew Larissa had a soft spot for that freak Leonardo, and she knew she'd struck up some kind of deal with him. Which meant Olivia didn't get to kill Raph yet, but that didn't mean she couldn't kill his precious little Skylar. A bit of motivation for him. She reached into her purse and pulled out a small baggy, dumping the contents into her drink which made it fizz a little and then it dissolved. Skylar came back and sat down, taking a drink out of her glass.
"I should really get back home after this one." She said, and Olivia nodded.
"Oh, yeah, of course."
By the time Skylar finished her drink, she felt drowsy. She tried to hide it and stay awake, but she was seeing double of Olivia. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Olivia stood up and asked her if she was alright, she barely understood it but nodded. That wasn't a good idea, now she was dizzy on top of the drowsiness. She stood and suddenly her knees failed her, she was falling but Olivia caught her. She smiled at the bartender, assuring him she'd get Skylar home safe and sound. That was the last thing Skylar heard before she blacked out.
Donnie came out the back room of the tech repair to tell his boss he was leaving. It was generally a slow day, and he had gotten there early so he figured he could take the time off. He walked by a newer worker and had to stop to help him with a customer on the phone who completely hopeless. After that was done he walked over to where Gilda was and she seemed to be deep in thought. A frown creasing on her forehead, her eyes set on the computer before her even though she wasn't doing anything to it. He smiled slightly.
"Daydreaming on the job?" He said and she jumped a little.
"Oh, Donnie," She said and then shook her head, "Listen, your girlfriend just came looking for you."
"Heather?" He asked, "What did she want?"
"She just wanted to know where you were." She shrugged, "She was with this girl --"
"It was probably her sister." He said taking his phone out of his pocket,
"It wasn't her sister." Gilda said, seriously, "Heather looked scared of her, and the girl yelled at her 'cause you weren't here…"
"What'd she look like?"
"Blond hair, brown eyes, really pretty…" Gilda listed and Donnie felt like he was going to be sick, "I told them you went home."
"Thanks, Gilda." He said and then quickly hopped over the counter and rushed out of the store.
Driving as fast as he could, he couldn't seem to get there fast enough. He called Raph but there was no answer, he called Skylar but there was no answer, and he called Heather but there was no answer. He was sweating and it wasn't because of the heat. If anything happened to her he didn't know what he would do. He pushed his small, piece of crap car to its fullest only hoping he could get there fast enough. When he pulled into the apartment's parking lot he rushed up the stairs and into his house.
Heather was sitting on the couch, her hands folded in her lap. Until she saw him. She gasped, running at him. He held her head, and looked at Elena who turned from the window to stare at him. She smiled softly and he growled a little making Heather pull away from him. She had an odd expression on her face and he couldn't discern it. He kept glancing at Elena, but she didn't move. She just stared at them, unblinkingly and without emotion. Donnie kissed Heather's head and sighed shakily.
"Did she hurt you?" He asked quietly and she shook her head.
"She came to warn us," Was all she replied.
"Where's Raph?" Elena spoke up.
"I don't know." Donnie said, "What're you doing here? Where's Olivia?"
"Heather told you why I'm here…and Olivia is with her sister." She nodded at Heather, "You need to listen to me now, or else this is going to be bad for the both of us."
"Why should I listen to you?" Donnie said, the malice in his voice made Heather shiver.
"Because I'm trying to save your life." Elena replied angrily.
"Last time I saw you, you trying to take my life!" Donnie yelled.
"I let you go, didn't I?" Elena yelled back.
"What are you here to warn us about?" Donnie asked.
"Larissa set up a deal with Leo, you go back to New York, we'll all meet for a fair fight." Elena said, "Mikey and Leo are alive, they're probably coming up with a plan before they call you." She said, "She called me a minute ago, I was just coming to warn you about Olivia when I came here. She's not going to stop. It doesn't matter what Larissa says, she's going to want to make Raph mad, and she's going to use Skylar."
"Donnie we have to save her." Heather said desperately.
"Save who?" The gruff voice came from behind Donnie. Raph looked from his brother, to Heather and then to Elena. "God damn it."
Skylar woke up in a haze. She was in her home, and in her bed; that much she knew, and there was someone talking angrily though it wasn't very familiar to her. She sat up and shook her head, how long was she out? She saw Olivia pacing and realized that something wasn't right. She couldn't have been out too long, and she didn't drink enough to make her pass out. She was no lightweight. Skylar stood up but was shoved down again. Olivia had stopped talking, she raised her eyes to the woman.
"You should know not to take candy from strangers, little girl."
"Who-who are you? How did you know where I live?"
"Your little boyfriend, Dustin, told me." She said kneeling in front of her, "He wasn't very happy with you and Raph…you should really be careful who you fuck over…they might just give a killer all the information they need…"
"Olivia…Olivia," Skylar repeated, "Oh, fuck! You're Olivia, Raph's Olivia…the one who tried to…"
"Kill him." She sneered, "And now I'm gonna kill you, just to make him mad….it's all for better sport."
"Oh, my God." Skylar hit her head, "I'm such a fucking idiot." Olivia laughed,
"You know, if you just tell me where he is, I could let you live." She said, "You could be like a little pet or something…"
"Go to hell." Skylar spat.
"You mull your thoughts over, I gotta make a phone call."
Skylar got up as quickly and as effectively as she could when Olivia slipped away to the bathroom of all places to make her phone call. She reached for her purse, but her phone wasn't there and when she went to the phone she found the line had been cut. Cursing Skylar tip toed past the bathroom door and headed for her front door. With a grunt and a hell of a lot of force she was shoved into the hallway wall.
"Sorry, baby, not getting away that easy."
Olivia let her go and Skylar automatically went to hit her. Olivia caught her hand over her head and delivered a few, good punched to her stomach. Skylar stumbled back when Olivia let her hand go and tried to head for her sister's bedroom, the other woman stopped her with a forceful kick across the face and Skylar cried out but kept moving for the door. She grabbed the lamp on Heather's bedside table and threw it at Olivia. The woman caught it with ease and then flung it back at Skylar who ducked just in time. It flew past her and broke the window over the guest bed.
"Why are you taking this when you could live?" Olivia asked and Skylar backed up a little, "What are you trying to do? Prove how brave you are?"
"Actually, it's something that makes much less sense." Skylar said jumping onto the guest bed, "I'm trying to save the asshole who dumped me."
Skylar lunged through the already half broken window. Her body broke the rest of it, and when she landed on the grass outside she had to pull a large chuck of glass from her arm. Skylar stood up and looked inside, Olivia was no where to be seen. She waited for a moment, looking around, until she looked back in to see Olivia with a sword. She cursed loudly and limped as fast as she could toward the fence between her and the grassy, hills. She crawled through the small whole behind the dumpster and ran as and as fast as she could, not looking back.
Skylar thought she was making good time, but when she felt a sharp shove and she went tumbling down a steep hill, she realized Olivia had been much closer than she thought. She stood and began running up the next hill, Olivia taunted her by just walking. At the top of the hill Olivia stopped her from moving by tripping her, and then pointing the sword at her throat. Skylar closed her eyes as she reminded herself why she was doing this. The cold blade was so close to piercing her skin. She felt the hot tears leaking from her eyes and Olivia cackled.
"I can't believe you thought you could survive this." She said, "I give you points for trying though."
"How generous of you." Came a new voice and Skylar looked over and could have passed out, Raph was standing not too far off, Donnie and Heather standing behind him. "it's the effort that counts, right?"
"C'mere." Olivia growled pointing the sword away and lifting Skylar up, pressing the blade up to her throat like she'd slit it, "You know what's sad, Raphie?" Olivia said, "She got all these bad booboos trying to save you…" She smiled sadly, "Even after you broke her little heart." Raph growled.
"Don't touch her."
"Or you'll what?" Olivia laughed, "What're you gonna do?" Raph pulled a sai off of his belt loop and swirled it, but it caused Olivia to laugh again, "What is that --" She stopped as Raph moved to the side, showing Donnie holding a gagged Elena. She lifted her head as Raph pressed the tip of the sai to her throat. "Get away from her."
"Or you'll what?" Raph mocked.
"I'll kill her!" Olivia screamed, and Skylar gasped as the blade pressed harder into her throat.
"Then you'd be killin' Ellie."
Olivia hesitated and looked into Elena's pleading eyes. Skylar felt herself breath when the blade eased from her skin. Olivia slowly lowered her sword and Skylar started to hyperventilate. The blond shoved the smaller girl and she fell to the floor. Heather cried out and ran to help her sister. Raph's eyes didn't leave Skylar's as they moved back to their spot. Olivia was breathing deeply, and angry look in her eyes. Donnie set Elena down and ungagged her before shoving her lightly toward Olivia. She limped slight and Olivia wrapped her arm around her waist as she glared at Raph.
"This isn't over."
"For now, it is." Raph said and then turned to pick up Skylar.
Olivia screamed in frustration and went to run at Raph. Her blow never made it, a small foot got in her way and sent her tumbling. Elena took the sword from her and pointed it at her fallen lover's throat. Tears leaking from her eyes, the anger and hatred in Olivia's eyes was all too evident. Elena closed her eyes and looked away for a moment. She collected herself and then looked up to the four people watching them closely. Elena nodded and said,
"Get out of here." Her voice was shaky due to her tears.
"Thank you." Heather said.
Raph picked Skylar up bridal style and she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Heather held Donnie's hand tightly as they began walking away. Elena and Olivia met gazes, both crying. Elena threw the sword down and fell to her knees next to her lover. She wrapped her arms around the unresponsive woman, she began sobbing into her shoulder. Olivia just sat there.
"I'm sorry…" She sobbed, "I-I knew Larissa would be mad if you didn't follow orders and -- I couldn't just let you --"
"Get off of me." She shoved her away, and stood, "I was so close…so close…and you had to fucking ruin it! And you planned this with them?!"
"Olivia, please," Elena stood, "I was just trying to protect you! Larissa wants us to --"
"Fuck Larissa!" She screamed, "I thought we were a team, Elena! How could you let him get away!"
"Please," Elena said, "Just calm down." She stood now, "You'll get the chance to kill them both…"
It was silent as the women stared at each other. The hatred left Olivia's eyes, but the fury was still present. The hot tears still flowed from Elena's eyes and she refused to wipe them away. Olivia walked over and picked up her sword, she looked at Elena who stood with out moving. She turned and started walking, Elena felt like she couldn't breath and there was a constricting pain in her chest. She felt like she was going to pass out until Olivia turned around and glared at her.
"Are you fucking coming or not?"
Elena sighed in relief and laughed, despite Olivia's expression. She ran at her lover and wrapped her arms around her once more. Olivia wrapped her arms around the smaller girl this time and kissed her hair. Elena sniffed and kissed her neck softly. Olivia shoved her to arms length and stared her in the eye. Elena's smile faded, but the relief was obvious on her face. Olivia smiled ever so slightly and shook her head.
"Don't ever do that to me again."
A/N: Okay, I know Olivia is a crazy, sadistic bitch and Elena is kind of a wimp but, come on, they're a cute couple. Don't deny it. Yay for villian couples! Hahah I decided (whislt editing this chapter since my BETA is asleep...understandable its 6:42 A.M. and I'm running on zero sleep) that I'm beginning this chapter today and I'll take a nap later. Please, please, please review! It gives me so much more inspiration to write. Thank you so much, sorry for the wait (again).
-- Whispered Lies