"Donnie walks back into the med bay and fully expresses his frustrations on some of the equipment. The other can hear faint crashing noises, know what is happening. They try to give him the space he needs to vent. Once he was tired out, he finally notices me sitting up in the bed with a very concerned expression. I was so confused and a bit scared of Donnie for the first time. He quickly tries to compose himself but stumbles himself and his words. He was obviously upset but the question was, at what or who?
"Donnie…slow down…breathe for me."
"He takes a deep breath and slowly releases, several times. I have never seen his so rattled, what is going on with my genius?
"Good, now come over to my side."
"He gradually makes his way to me and once he got close enough, I grabbed his hand and held it tight. He seemed to relax a bit more. His eyes were a little red but less tense as before. What made him cry? WHO made him cry? I had a possible answer but now is not the time. He gives me a small smile before pulling up a chair and sitting next to me.
"It seems like the only time I get to see your home is if I am injured."
I chuckled, hoping that he would follow suit, but he just looks at me with low lidded eyes and a small frown.
"Thank you…for saving me, AGAIN. I didn't think the Purple Dragons were basically a terrorist group. How the HELL are they not in prison?!"
"Don't worry about them right now Y/N, how are you feeling?"
"I am ok as I can be I suppose, I still have all of my limbs. That shot to my leg and that anime bitch curb stomping my leg hurts like crazy still."
"I applied antibiotics and anti-burn cream to the spot. You are going to feel the pain for a few days, but it will heal. It is a miracle that you do not have any nerve damage. Your leg is also pretty bruised from the fight in general. There is a high chance of you getting a rather large scar over this."
"That is the least of my problems, how is Shelldon?"
"He is in a statis mode for the time being until I can finish repairing him, he lost a propeller, but it seems like his motherboard and memory chip are still intact, luckily."
There was a small pause of silence, but it was so loud. No one really knew what to say next. We were both unsure how to address our more personal matter. Surprisingly, Donnie got the upper hand.
"Y/N, I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am, mostly because a heartfelt apology is rare for me. You are hurt because of me; I should not have sent out Shelldon. I should have just listened to Splinter."
"Wha-what are you talking about? I threw myself between the Dragons and Shelldon. You didn't PLAN for that to happen. He needed my help or else he would have ended up in the junkyard! I care about him and you!"
"I got you into harm's way! You could have been hurt even WORSE! I could smell your flesh burning all the way back here! That was awful and heart wrenching for me! You could have died!"
He starts to tear up once again, I just sat in shock, absorbing what I was witnessing. I was feeling guilty, I made him disobey his father; of course, his dad wouldn't trust me right now. I need to make this right, but I do not have the answer this time.
"There is one other thing Y/N, I spoke with Splinter and…he is willing for us to talk and maybe see each other…but this must stay a friendship."
"A friendship? But everything you said in your message? I thought-"
"I know, I KNOW! Please, this was not something I wanted either. Splinter knows how I feel about you but he is right, I cannot risk you getting hurt again because of me or my family. We have dangerous people after us and I don't want them utilizing you as bait!"
Our voices were rising louder, we were disguising our anguish with anger. It kept getting worse.
"And what about April?! She can be there for you, but I can't?!"
"We have known her for YEARS and she is more than capable in defending herself! You cannot compare her to yourself!"
"So, what are you saying? That I am WEAK?!"
"YES! I HAVE HAD TO SAVE YOU NOT ONCE BUT TWICE! IF I DIDN'T SAVE YOU THAT NIGHT-!"
"DON'T YOU DARE BRING THAT UP! YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT!"
There was another pregnant pause, we kept staring at each other until I impulsively tried to disconnect from the IV and try to shift myself to the side of the bed.
"What are you-?"
"WHAT? I AM WEAK RIGHT?! I AM JUST IN YOUR WAY! APPARENTLY, I AM THE CAUSE OF YOUR ANGST! So, I am leaving! I will crawl out of this sewer if I have to-"
As soon as I tried to stand, I fell over instantly. Donnie rushes to my side but I try pushing him away, tears started to pour from my face, that last person I want to touch me was him right now. He was determined to hug me tight however, just like in my apartment. Why am I such a mess? Why did he have to save me that night?! Everything was so much simpler without him in my life! My feelings for him are too intense to sort out in an instant. He made me so mad but a part of me was happy that he even came to my aid. I sobbed into his arm, curled up tight as he held my wrist. I could feel him place his head on top of my mine as he slightly rocks me, as if I was a child. I could hear his breathing and it was sporadic. He was clearly just as upset as me but is trying to hide it. Soon, we could hear loud, multiple footsteps coming close. The door opens wide, and I could hear a loud, booming voice.
"What is going on in here?! Donnie why are you on the floor?! In fact, why is she as well?!"
"Calm down Raph! Read the room a bit."
Another turtle comes behind the huge one, he was very small compared to him and Donnie. He slowly walked over to Donnie and I bends down at his knees, meeting us at eye level. He gave me a warm and small smile, his eyes with big and innocent yet I could tell that he seems to have a good head on his shoulders.
"Hey, my name is Mikey, what is yours?"