A few months later...
Gk sighed to herself, walking home from school. It was already a few months after she had let Slash go, and Hun decided she didn't need the bodyguards anymore.
She kept her eyes on the ground, ignoring Lourdes talking to some of her friends. It was kind of annoying, listening to them chatter on about school projects, like the Social Studies game board they had to create for the 1920's. It was dull and she had already completed it.
GK felt someone push past her and snapped in anger, "Hey, watch where you're going!"
Turning around, the guy gave her an ugly look. "Why don't ya make me, punk!"
Lourdes and her friends had stopped talking, watching how GK would react. The thirteen-year-old clenched her fists and walked up to the man. She had to look up at him to give him her evil eye and snarled, "If you don't apologize for bumping into me, I'm gonna kill off all yer future children!"
"Like I said before, why don't ya make me?" He replied slowly, as if she was mentally slow.
A split second later, he was clutching his crotch, howling in pain. "That's it, ya little bitch, you're mine!"
GK took off, shouting to Lourdes, "See ya at home!"
She ran through the nearest alley, toppling trash cans to slow the guy down. GK grinned some; this was too easy.
Suddenly, someone stepped from out of a doorway and grabbed her by the neck. Choking, GK heard the guy say, "Thanks for getting her. Wanna help me teach her some respect?"
"Sounds good to me," answered the man who held her. GK felt his grip tighten and began gagging, digging her nails into his hand. He laughed and shook her a bit. "Can't get loose, can ya?"
She choked even harder as his hand tightened. Everything was getting fuzzy. His wrist wasn't that far from her face, she realized, and suddenly, GK clamped down on it with her teeth. He swore angrily, his friend trying to remove her from his wrist.
GK could taste the coppery feel of blood from him and bit harder. Sure, she could get HIV or something, but it would be a small price to actually survive. Something sharp and cold pierced her side. A knife. She let go, screaming in pain and clutching her side. The two had ran off, the one she bit saying, "What if she has rabies or somethin'?"
GK curled up, trying to breathe evenly as blood dampened her shirt. A brief image of guts spilling out of her crossed her mind and she quickly looked down. "Nothing..."
Footsteps were echoing through the alley. She sat up slowly, her hand grasping the wound. The teenager froze, staring.
It was a turtle.
In the hospital
"Jeez, GK, what happened?" Lourdes asked for the fifth time, sitting next to her foster sister in the hospital room. GK remained silent, looking miserable. Wendy had freaked out when she had found her on the doorstep, and was now making sure GK wouldn't be able to go outside.
She had to get seven stitches in her side. The doctors had said it was lucky the knife didn't go an inch to the right or else she could be up at the pearly gates. GK muttered in annoyance, "Lourdes, go 'way before I kick your ass."
"Fine, be that way!" The younger girl flounced out of the room, looking annoyed. GK leaned back into the pillow as Wendy came in.
"GK?"
"Yeah, Wendy?" GK looked up at her. The British woman smiled some and sat down.
"We're going to go home as soon as the doctors give me an answer. They said you'll be fine, and we've scheduled an appointment for next month to get those stitches removed. I'm sure you don't want to have those things in you forever, do you?"
GK shook her head in answer. Wendy patted her hand. "I just want to know, how did you get that nasty cut in you?"
"A fight..." GK said. It wasn't all of the truth, but it would at least get everyone off her back. Wendy nodded some.
"Well, I guess we'll just have to stop making others mad, huh?"
She nodded. "Yes, ma'am."
Wendy rubbed GK's head affectionately and walked out of the hospital room. GK smiled some and crossed her legs. Out of all the foster families she had had, Wendy was the nicest. She didn't mind Hun, and had once actually given him a piece of her mind about GK coming home so late from hanging out with him. She might not have understood when GK said she had joined a gang, but had only said, "Don't get too hurt or in trouble with the police then."
One of the doctors came in. "Miss Miner, you can go home now. Just don't do anything too physical or else your stitches might be ruined."
She nodded, walking out with Lourdes and Wendy. "Yeah, whatever."
The Lair
Slash made his way back to the Lair. He had no idea what possessed him to help GK, but he didn't really regret it either. Her wallet had her address in it, and all he had to do was just dump her on the doorstep.
Splinter looked up from his herbal tea, noticing Slash seemed preoccupied. "Something bothering you, my son?"
"...I'm fine, sensei." Slash trudged to his room, ignoring Mikey's invitation to play video games. He sat on his bed, pulling out his knives. They were looking dirtier than usual. Beginning to clean them, Slash sank into a state of total relaxation.
"SLASH!"
The turtle yelped, dropping his knives. One nicked his foot and he swore quietly before yelling, "What?"
"Get yer tail down here, I need some help beating Mikey!" It was Raph. Slash walked out of his room, scowling.
"What'd he do now?"
Raph had Mikey in a stranglehold. Splinter was muttering under his breath, while Donny and Leo were watching with vague interest. Mikey squeaked out, "I'm sorry, Raph, I'm sorry! I won't do it again!"
Slash chuckled to himself, watching. Splinter looked at Slash for a moment, then turned to his new book. Whatever had been bothering Slash seemed gone for the moment.
School
GK felt her foot tapping impatiently as she doodled in her notebook. School had to be over in a few minutes. She glanced at the clock. Three fifteen.
Sighing in annoyance, she continued doodling, not even paying attention to what she was drawing. A face and a body began to form as the pencil sketched faster and faster. In a few minutes, the kids sitting next to her were staring at the picture. She looked at her sketch and saw ninjas, Purple Dragons, and turtles battling for their lives on the paper. GK frowned, fixing up a few things. She could probably post this somewhere if she wanted to.
While she was sketching, the clock had jumped ahead. The bell rang and GK quickly threw her stuff into her bag, bolting out the door. Lourdes sat outside, waiting for her with a few of her friends, including her newest boyfriend, Skyler.
GK lagged behind the group, barely listening to their conversation about school. Her mind was still on the drawing. What was with her and turtles now? That was just about all she sketched nowadays.
Damn turtles, she thought angrily, I can't even think straight now.
Lourdes glanced at her foster sister. "Say, you going to catch up soon?"
"Fuck off, Lourdes." Snapped GK, jogging ahead. The stitches in her side pulled momentarily and she winced, stopping. She had to take it easy with those things in her side. Lourdes' boyfriend Skyler looked at GK and asked, "What's up with you?"
"None of your goddamn business!"
The teenager took off, heading as quickly as possible home.
