Here's the chapter I promised for your review.
When I woke up, Master Splinter was leaning over me with his hand on my head. "You gave us quite a scare, and for the second time this month," he said as ha picked up the glass of water and gave it to me. "Here, you haven't drunk in quite a while."
"How long was I out for?" I asked, my voice raspy. I sat up in bed but felt a wave of nausea overcome me. Master Splinter pushed me back in bed.
"It is still to early for your body to be up in such short notice, and you were unconscious for five and a half days," Master Splinter said as I took a dip of water. It felt hard to swallow and hot as hell. I started to choke as it burned my throat. Master Splinter held me still; with strength I never thought he had, as he lightly patted me on the back. "I will be right back Raphael, try to rest as I wake up your brothers, Miss O'Neil and Mr. Jones that is if they even are asleep."
I lied back in bed as Master Splinter took the glass and put it on my small table near my bed as he left my room. /Wow, five and a half days...that beats Mikey's record of four days/. In a matter of seconds they all ran into my room, Master Splinter walked though. Everyone circled my bed as I sat up. "Hey Raphie, you okay?" Case asked as Mikey plopped on my bed like a ton of bricks. The force of Mikey's weight on my bed made me bounce on it.
"Yeah fine, Mikey did you do anythin' to my face?" I asked him 'cause he was smiling from ear to ear. He shook his head. "Well then why are you smiling like a madman that escaped from the nuthouse?" He just grinned even wider. /Is that even fucking possible?/. I looked around the room to see them all smiling from ear to ear, except for Master Splinter, I can never tell if he smiles or not. "Did ya all go bonkers while I was out? If so I'll call a mental ward." They somehow managed to grin even bigger.
"You aren't insane Raph, and neither are we...it's just," Donnie started but he hugged me really hard before finishing. "This was the third time we almost lost you." I didn't know what he meant. Donnie let me go and everyone including Master Splinter gave me a hug.
"Donnie...what do you mean by three times?" I asked only knowing of one. "I know of that one time when we were three and Mikey and Leo nearly drown me...but what do you mean by three?" Master Splinter stepped forward.
"That is where I come in," he said walking closer to me. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Everyone was looking at the floor and fidgeting. "You all can leave, I will inform Raphael of the incident that has fallen upon him and the rest of us." They all left the room slowly, but gave me a sad, knowing look before exiting.
"What do ya-" I started.
"Be quite Raphael and I will tell you. Now where did I last leave off...oh yes, now I remember, the bomb went off when they were close to you." Master Splinter said facing me as he sat down on the edge of my bed. "When the bomb went off, all four of you were blown in different directions. Leonardo met Donetello shortly after, they had both acquired new gashes from the blast. From what they have told me, they went searching for Michelangelo and met up with him. He had twisted his ankle during the blast yet went to find the others because he found you. They used teamwork to get back to where Michelangelo had seen you last. You were still unconscious while you were buried underneath large pieces of ruble. They got you out and you were lucky you were unconscious otherwise you would have been in serious pain. The pressure from the fallen pieces upset your ribs more than we hoped it would."
"But if Mikey twisted his ankle...why wasn't he in bandages and limping when I woke up?" I asked curiously. /He didn't even look injured... and come to think of it, neither did Leo or Donnie./
"That is because you were unconscious longer than we expected," Master Splinter said. He didn't even blink, I think he wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, but as I said before, I'd be damned if I knew what he was thinking.
"How come I'm still injured then?" I asked. Not knowing what happened to me was really irkin' me.
"That we do not know yet, but I believe that Donetello has a theory but he will probably test it out before telling any of us," Master Splinter said as he stood up. He walked out of the room and closed the door on his way out. I started to stand up but felt lightheaded so I sat back down. After the feeling had past, I tried to stand back up. This time the feeling was gone. Seeing as how my crutches were gone, I had to limp to the door.
Every time I put my foot on the cold floor, a jolt of pain shot up my leg and made me wince. I started to cough lightly so no one would hear me. Now I realized how much my ribs hurt. I opened the door slowly so no one can hear me. I peeked out of the tiny gap. Now I know that this wasn't the time, but hey I wanna play a little joke on Mikey. I quietly grabbed some ice and had it slowly melt in my hands. I slowly walked behind Mikey. He was sitting in the dark all alone. I knew this 'cause my room is behind the sofa. He was watching The Ring. It was a bit ahead of the part when she comes out of the TV screen.
/Now if I grab his shoulders a split second after she comes out, he scream bloody fucking murder./ I walked right behind the sofa. /A bit longer./ Right before she came out, Mikey put the movie on pause. I ducked behind the sofa before he could see me. I heard him move around. He must've felt someone's eyes on him 'cause he kept lookin' around. After what felt like hours, he stopped searching and sat still. I slowly went back up. I saw him pick up the remote and lean back in the couch. /YES!!/ He pressed the play button.
sorry for the wait