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Comforting pt 1
~Lilly's POV~
"Hmm... Okay, hottest celebrity?" I asked playfully.
"Hot like popular or hot like 'goddamn'?" Raph asked.
"Goddamn," I clarified.
"Alright," he said before pausing to think about his answer. "For me, I'd have to go with... Probably, Ariana Grande. At least to me... She's cute."
"Really? My choice is always Beyoncé."
He shrugged, "Eh... Not a fan."
My face fell into a blank emotionless stare, I raised my hand to point in the direction he came from. "Leave." I ordered, he laughed as if I was joking. I was but...come on. Beyoncé? She's the female Michael Jackson of our generation! At least, I think she is.
Raphael laughed, "I'm sorry but she's just-"
"I suggest you stop right there." I interrupted, my hand in his face. "Ask the next question." We were asking each other questions, pointless questions, as a way to get to know each other better than before or something like that. He came over about an hour ago after school ended, I was happy to see him but I had to reassure him that he didn't need to text me all the time or come see me everyday. I mean... I'm not saying I hated the texts I wake up to or the fact that sometimes when I come home I find him going through my drawers, doing what, I don't know but he better not steal any underwear. But I'm just reminding him that we both have lives outside of our relationship so we had more important things to focus on than ourselves.
But again, not saying I don't like the attention.
"Okay okay..." He snorted, raising his hands in surrender. "Um... Alright... What's your favorite memory?"
My mouth pressed into a straight line, "You getting into some personal business- do you want it to get dark?"
"I'll take my chances. Tell me, I like dark." He gave me a little nudge.
I thought for a moment. I only had a limited amount of memory of my dad, and Ian was always acting like a mother hen. "San Francisco, Mission Street..." I mumbled, I've been there so many times but a specific event came to my mind. "San Francisco is like New York, only difference is how...it's something about the atmosphere. In New York you're here and it's like a feeling of 'wow, this is the greatest city in the world.'"
"Can't argue with that logic." He chuckled proudly.
"But in San Francisco, there's something about that city that makes you say, 'I belong here. This is my everything.' In New York everyone has something to do but over there, it's almost like everyone is there just to be there. It's complicated, but anyways..." I shook my head from this nonsense. "I was walking with my mom and dad and this hippie lady came up to us and offered these flower crown things. I wanted a bright pink one. My dad got me it, and before I put it on the lady told me to make a wish before putting it on." I sighed. "And I did."
"What'd you wish for?" He asked softly.
"I wished for some toy that I never got. That is my favorite memory. Only because we were all together and we were all happy." I looked out towards the lights, seeing the sun become bright orange as it began to set. I didn't realize it was that late.
"Hmm..." He hummed, he seemed fixated on my face, a soft peaceful glimmer in his green eyes. "Good answer... Now you go."
"Okay..." Out of habit, I slid my fingernail into my mouth and began lightly nibbling it as I thought of a question. "Oh! If you could make out with anyone in the world right now, who would it be and why?"
"I ask the deep questions and you ask me that?" He shook his head. "You're something..." He paused in thought for a while. At first I thought he was going to say something cheesy like 'you' or something. "Anyone? Like fictional and non?" I nodded. "Okay, then I'd probably make out with Catwoman. Then I'd ask to see what she can do with that whip she has." He said with a cocky smirk.
I felt my face blush at his expression, but I played it off with an eye roll. "Gross... I'd make out with Harley Quinn."
He looked shocked, "She's a girl."
"I know. But her craziness is what makes her hot and so, why not?"
"I'd actually approve of that. But only if I get to watch."
"Ew... Weirdo."
"Way to finally notice, sweetheart. A mutant being weird." He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him so he could kiss my forehead and hug me. I sighed against his chest. "I should get going, I've been here for almost two hours. Guys are going to wonder where I've been. Then they're gonna be on my ass."
"When are you planning on telling them?" I asked, trying not to sound pushy.
"I..." He sighed, pulling away from me. "I don't know. Not soon... I'm pretty sure Mikey will be okay with it. But Leo and Splinter... I'm just not ready..."
I nodded, "I know. I know. I'm not trying to rush you. Just wondering." I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back towards me. "Take your time."
He gave me a small kiss, too small. "When are you going to tell your mom?" He asked with a sly smile.
"Hey," I whined, "Don't joke." I cupped his face and kissed him again, his hands went from my waist to my butt, squeezing it playfully, nearly picking me up off the ground. Oh, he's strong... I gasped and pulled him even closer. "Lost something?"
He chuckled, "Just teasing. I'll see you later, babe."
Now, I didn't want him to go. I wanted him to stay and play for a little while... I don't know why I have this type of reaction whenever we're together- more specifically whenever we make out. It's almost like a burning painful sensations deep within my stomach. I haven't felt that way in a long, long time. Not even David made...well... Once, David made me feel like that. Only once. With Raph it's all the time, or whenever we make out. What can I say? He's a good kisser.
"Oh...okay. Text me." I said before he jumped off the building. "Fuck.. I can't believe my boyfriend is a dick tease."
Later...
"I said text me, it's almost midnight. Why'd you call?" I said, attempting to sound mad but I couldn't help but smile.
"Couldn't sleep. Got bored so I decided to call... So..." He snickered. "What are you doing?"
"Well, I was trying to sleep. But that changed... Now I'm talking to a guy who has a death wish." I chuckled, yawning.
Raph snorted cockily, "Maybe I do. So...tell me about your day..."
He always want to know, and it's not like I didn't tell him about school when he came to visit. "Well school was okay... Afterwards my boyfriend came over and we made out a little and talked for a while."
"Hmm... This boyfriend sounds fun. Is he a good kisser?" He asked, his voice getting a little softer.
"Well compared to all the other guys I've kissed in my entire life, I'd say top 5." I joked. He grunted on the other end. "Kidding... I've only kissed a few."
"Shut up..." He mumbled almost like a child.
"My mother came home very happy. Which got me very worried because I have a feeling it involves John and I'm scared." I said biting my nail nervously.
At around 5, my mother came through the door looking like those girls who just got their first kiss. She only gets that giddy when John does something for her and he rarely does. I asked her what's wrong and she immediately snapped out of it and told me it was nothing. In fact, when she looked at me she looked almost scared. I'll ask her tomorrow what happened and this time I'll push for an answer because it's always something with my mother. And if it's John, I swear to god I'm running away to join a gang or something. I'm not going to be under the same roof as that psychopath.
"Is he back?" Raph growled softly.
I bit my lip at the sound of his voice, "No... But if he was?" I asked, feeling a little playful.
"I'd beat the crap out of him for what he did to you. Then I'd pack up your shit and move you in with us." Thank god he didn't say 'me', I'd be having a panic attack. "Even if you didn't want to."
"You're so protective." I giggled like a little girl.
"I am. Why?" He asked. "You gonna complain again?"
"No it's just that I've never really had a boyfriend that's really protective of me when it came to John." I shrugged, my fingers playing with my hair.
"Well, that guy is a psychopath." I know, right? "Anyone would be angry at him."
"Thank you."
Raph sighed, "Don't. I do it because-"
"You care?" I interrupted, rolling my eyes. "You say that a lot."
"Is that bad? I thought I was supposed to care since you know, you're kinda my girlfriend." He snapped.
I blinked, "I know, I'm not saying you're not supposed to. You just say it a lot."
"Sorry," he muttered with his annoying attitude. Shit, I've awoken the beast.
"Really?"
"What?"
"Drop the attitude."
"What?"
"Don't 'what' me. You know what."
"I don't. I always have an attitude. Have you been asleep this whole month?"
"Month?"
Raph scoffed, "We've been together for a month now."
Oh shit... Did I forget? Well, obviously I did but... Who the fuck celebrates a month long relationship?! I never have. "Is that why you have an attitude? Because I didn't say happy anniversary?" I covered my mouth to keep myself from laughing.
"N-No... I just was expecting you to say something, at least acknowledge the fact that we've been together for that long..." He muttered almost silently.
I couldn't help but let out a small snort, "Oh... Oh my god..." I pulled the phone away so I could laugh without making him feel bad. I shoved my face onto the pillow and laughed until I had tears in my eyes. In all honesty, I was touched that he cared that much but I didn't expect him to be counting the days. It's not like Raph to be this cheesy.
"Are you laughing!?" I heard him yell.
I wiped my tears, and sighed. "You're just so adorable I couldn't help it. You actually..." God, he's adorable. "You know, if you honestly expect me to believe the whole tough guy act after that..."
"I'm not adorable... I'm manly as hell." He muttered stubbornly. "I'm tough..."
"I'm sure you are. Just let me know when I get to see that side because I've only seen teddy-bear-Raph and Dick-Raph."
"Dick-Raph?"
"When you're a dick for no reason. So basically you just being you. I've seen you punch stuff and angry but I've never seen you fight before. Must be nice..."
"I'll wake up Mikey and show you..." He joked.
"No. In fact you should go to sleep." I said, pulling my phone away so I could look at the time. "It's 11:45."
"I don't have a bedtime."
"But I do, you prick." I chuckled, in reality I'm wide awake but I shouldn't be up this late. Especially on a school night. I'm most likely going to see him tomorrow.
"Fine. Fine. I'll let you sleep." Raph huffed stubbornly. "But I'm going to act the exact same way when you call at midnight."
"Yeah yeah... Will I see you tomorrow?" I asked, almost expectantly.
"Maybe... Yes..."
"Alright then, see you tomorrow." I giggled happily.
"Yeah...okay... Night." He murmured.
"Night." I hung up the phone and held it to my chest, biting my lip to try and stop the smile from spreading across my face. He was very caring, I could tell him anything. Of course he was annoying sometimes, but... There was just something about his that made him different, beside the mutant part. The more I thought about it the less I cared really.
Can't wait to see him tomorrow...
"Lilly?" April shouted as we walk to my place. "Where is your mind today?"
I blinked myself awake, finally looking at her instead of my phone. "What?" I tucked my phone back into my back pocket.
"I said, you should join the talent show. Dance a little. What's wrong with you today? You haven't been with me all day." April said with a worried look in her eye. "Something wrong?"
I shook my head, nothing I can really tell her. Raph hasn't texted me all day. I texted him this morning and got one text back. One! The entire day! I don't mean to sound clingy but...what the hell! If you say you're gonna text me then text me. If you're busy then tell me you're busy. Don't just completely ignore the other five text messages I sent. But whatever... What. Ever. "No. I'm not doing the talent show by the way."
"Why not? You could actually win!" April whined.
"Win what?"
"First place, it's a 100 dollar gift card to any place you want." She informed enthusiastically.
"Wow! 100 dollars! In that case...no." I mumbled. "If I wanted to embarrass myself in from of a bunch of judges I'd join America's Got Talent or something."
"Well, you could beat Piper who's our two year champion." April shrugged, her eyes pleading.
"Who?"
"One of Lindsay's minions. She sings adequately. You'd totally smoke her." She grabbed onto my arm and smiled playfully. "Everyone would be talking about it."
"April-" I suddenly felt a small tug on the strap of my bag and immediately threw an elbow right behind me, hitting whoever was there, hard.
"Ow!" I heard none other than David's brother yell. I turned to see him rubbing his cheek in pain. "That hurt."
April grabbed the hand that was still latched on my bag and twisted it behind his back, then she promptly kicked the back of his knees so the he would kneel to her. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She growled in his face.
"Ah! Relax girly," he shouted painfully. "I'm a friend- ah!"
"I'll break your-"
"April..." I sighed, placing my hand on her shoulder. "He's fine." Where in the world did she learn how to do that?
"There see? Would you let go now?" He moaned, before April actually let him go. "Jesus... You hang out with the right people."
"What?" I growled, watching his dust off his already dusty ass clothes.
"I was just going to ask why you didn't come to the party." He said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh and David wants to know who you're dating but is too chicken to ask."
April's eyes widened, "You're dating someone already?"
"I'm not!" I shouted, a little too loudly. "Don't listen to him."
"Then who's that guy on the phone. The one that told me he was going to shove his foot far up my-"
"RAPH!?" April screamed with a half-smile. "Are you serious?!"
"No I'm not! You shut up. You and David can fuck off." I warned angrily, pointing at him as he raised his hands in surrender. "I was talking on the phone with Raph and he took it away from me and started talking to him."
April snorted, looked over at him. "Do you have a death wish?"
He just shrugged.
"Oh man, how'd he take it?" April asked giddy from God knows what. "I bet he was fuming."
"Don't remind me." I turned back to this guy who's name slips my mind at the moment. "I didn't go to the party because one, I gave the invitation back and two I didn't want to."
He shrugged again, "That's cool. I was also wondering if I could get your-"
"No. Bye." I snapped pulling April's arm away from that guy. "Asshole..." I growled through gritted teeth.
"You know, they say it's easier to get over an ex-boyfriend if you just go out with another boy. Is that why you've never even mention David? Also, is Raph the guy I always see you text? Lilly, this is great! I knew this would happen! I'm so happy-" we made it to my place when I stopped April mid sentence.
"No. Don't listen to the scumbag. He's a 20 year old hanging out with high schoolers. I would never..." Raph told me if I wanted to tell April that I could but it was my decision. Which means, he doesn't see anything wrong with it and therefore, can't get mad at me! The only bad thing is, is April willing to keep this a secret? Is she willing to carry this around until Raph and I blurt it out? Who knows how long that will take!
"Oh yeah you would! Listen," she grabbed my shoulders. "It's okay. I'll keep my mouth shut. I won't tell a soul. I'm not bothered I'm actually happy."
"April..."
"Just as long as you don't make out in front of me you guys will be fine."
"April, I-"
"Tell me everything! Have you guys made out yet? Have you even kiss yet? Is it one of those relationships where either person is too nervous to do anything? Or are you guys like super touchy? Have you..." She suddenly gasped. "You guys already had sex?"
"What? April, you're getting ahead of yourself." I chuckled, feeling my stomach flip oddly.
"You're right... Raph's too much of a wuss to even ask. I'll ask for him." She cleared her throat. "Would you have sex with Raphael and have tons of babies?"
I gasped in horror, my face going completely red. "Jesus April, I haven't even see his dick yet now we're having babies?!"
April's smile grew into a almost terrifyingly wide grin, "You are together!"
"I didn't say that." I growled, my whole body becoming hot.
"Lilly and Raph sitting in a tree-"
"Oh real mature..."
April laughed, throwing her arms around me. "I'm kidding." She gave me a tight squeeze. "I'm happy for you. If there's anyone I can fully trust it's Raph."
I didn't hug her back, I just stood there completely red faced. "Get off."
"I'm glad you guys are together. I don't know if you know this but you being with him gives him hope." April said as she pulled away from me. "Don't hurt him though."
I rolled my eyes, "Everyone is saying that. Who do you guys think I am? I don't just go around liking any guy that calls me gorgeous." It sure seems that way? How many boyfriends have I had? Three... And that's including Raph. How many crushes? Um...next question. "I'm loyal."
"I'm not saying you aren't. You're human... Are you prepared for this?" She asked.
I shook my head, "I don't think so. I say I am but...I know something is going to happen where I'm going to be extremely disappointed but..." I shrugged. "We'll see..."
April nodded before grinning playfully, "You guys text all the time. That is so freaking cute."
"He texts me. Except for today... He hasn't texted me today. I texted like a billion times and not once did I get a text back." I took out my phone, checking my messages again. "Still nothing..."
"He's probably training. Or blowing off steam... Don't worry." April comforted, waving my worries away. "It's Raph."
"Yeah... I mean, I don't care." I suddenly remembered something he said last night. "He said he'd be here." I ran up my stairs, digging in my bags for my keys to open the door. Once that was open, I walked to my room...nothing. He wasn't waiting like he usually would and I got no message saying that he wasn't going to come over. He's not mad at me... Nah, I've done nothing wrong. Why would he be mad at me? I mean...he's mad at everyone all the time. "Never mind." I huffed disappointedly.
April gave me a comforting smile, "Don't worry. I'm sure it's nothing."
"I know. I'm not worried. Just annoyed that he didn't even bother to text me." Douchebag better have a good reason... "So you think it's the Krangg?"
April blinked worriedly, then shook her head,
"I-I'm sure they're fine... Want to check?"
I've already showed up twice when he didn't answer my calls or texts, I'd rather leave it at that. At the time Raph was just a friend and I was only playing around, I wasn't serious. I'm not one of those girlfriends that always have to keep a look out for their boyfriends. I don't care much. I'll just give him some space. "He'll come around. Besides," I chuckled, taking off my bag. "I got homework to do." I lied
April nodded, "Alright, well... I'll see you later. I'll text you." She chuckled. "Bye." She said as she waved to me, closing the front door behind her.
"Yeah..." I don't know what to do now. I've finished all my homework in class.
I growled, throwing myself angrily on my bed. I hate the fact that I'm getting so attached, that I'm acting like because he's not here is the worst thing in the world. It's fine that he's not here! He doesn't have an obligation to be with me at all time or text me everyday so why am I acting like this? I sigh heavily. "Maybe this is for the best." I can live without him visiting all the time. He's not my slave. He's my boyfriend. And there is a difference.
I'll see him when I see him. Wether that be tomorrow or next week, I'll be just fine without him.
I'm not going to get clingy.
I'm not going to get attached.
I'm not...
"Oh geez...I'm exhausted." My mother groaned as she dragged herself through the door. "I got yelled at by a costumer after doing what she told me to do. Then Christine got in her face and I had to hold her back before she got another assault charge on her." She said wiping her forehead. "She small but strong."
"What number would that make it?" I asked, never taking my eyes off the television.
"The second time. And this time, they won't go so easy on her. She's in the last week of her probation for Christ sake." Her phone began to vibrate in her pocket. "Hello... Oh, hey..." Her voice was suddenly very soft, almost as if she were whispering. I turned around to look back at her and found her blushing. Oh no... "You did? I didn't get-... What do you mean?..." She then turned around and opened the door. I heard her gasp.
"What?" I said, sitting up.
My mother came back in with beautiful white and pink Lilies. "Oh...these are just... Did you follow me home?"
"Who?" I stood up, walking over to her to check and see if anyone was outside.
My mother pinned her cell against her ear and shoulder to look at the small card in the bouquet of followers. "Oh..." She looked at me. "For Lillian..."
"What?!" I grabbed the bouquet. "Oh haha. Lilies for Lillian. So original... Who is this?"
"He said open the card." My mother told me.
"Who the fuck is this guy? Is he in the mob?" I asked opening the card that said just my name. "Because this is some freaky shit."
"She asked if you're in the mob..." She laughed softly. "Yes... Really? He's a cop, Lillian."
"Well, he knows what stalking is then." I read the card to myself. It says the following:
'Lillian, your mother has told me a lot about you when I come to visit her. You mean a lot to her, therefore I feel it is appropriate to ask you if it is alright if I take your mother out on a date. -Barry'
Who the hell is Barry? Oh, is this the guy that keeps leaving the tips for my mom!? "Well this is unexpected..." I looked up at my mom and shrugged. "Tell him I said sure. And thanks for the flowers."
"She said 'sure' but I'm so confused..." After a while her face grew an even darker red. "Oh... I- you do? When?... Friday? Sure... I guess... I'll see you then." She hung up the phone, clutching it in her hands. "Hmm... What time is it?"
I smelt the flowers, they were real! "Last time I checked, a quarter to 12."
She nodded, giving me a kiss on my forehead. "I'm gonna get some sleep. You should too."
What the hell? Why'd she kiss me? I went over to the kitchen and set the flowers right on the table, I hate lilies but these ones are very pretty. Maybe this guy will actually treat my mom and I with some respect. The fact that he would ask me for permission to ask out my mother, that just takes the cake. And he's loaded! Marry my mother for all I care.
I yawn, actually feeling tired myself. I should actually go to bed too. I go over to the tv and turn it off then head over to my room. Opening the door, only to find a figure slumped on the corner of my bed. I jumped, immediately shutting the door and locking it before I made any noise.
"Jesus Raph, what the hell? It's almost 1 in the morning." I exaggerated, walking over to him. "What do you think..." My sentence died when I saw how he didn't move, he didn't even look at me. He just stared at the ground. "Raph?"
"I'm sorry..." He said, his voice so soft.
"Raph, what's wrong?"
"He's gone..."
I kneeled down in front of him, placing my hand on his knee. "Who's gone?" I reached out to touch his face, finding it to be cold and wet. Has he been...crying? No... It's probably just sweat, Raph doesn't cry. "Raph..." I whined at his broken stare.
"Spike..."
"Spike? Your little turtle pet? Did he..." Oh no, did he die?
Raph sighed, "He mutated." He shut his eyes, taking a deep breath before speaking again. "And he tried to kill my brothers."
"Oh god..." I stood back up and wrapped my arms around his head, his arms came up and around my waist pulling me forward as he buried his face into my stomach. I moved slightly, placing both of my legs on my bed so that I could straddle him comfortably while he held me. I didn't know if he was crying, I don't think he was but he was there and he needed someone. And I was there. I am there.
After awhile, I pulled away from his tight embrace, cupping his cheeks and resting my forehead on his. "Are they okay?" I asked and he nodded. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know. I... I loved that guy." He shook his head. "I feel betrayed. I feel hurt. I'm angry that all I could do was fight with Leo. They're all hurt now. Donnie's arm... I can't believe that I even thought that spike and I... Slash and I..." He covered his face with his hands. "I just want..."
"Well, you're alive. Everyone else is too. That all that matters now. I know he was..." How do I relate to this? I've never had a pet that mutate then tried to kill my siblings before. I've never had a pet before. I've never even had siblings before.
"I know it's stupid but he listened even if he didn't really listen. Then he mutated, and I thought he wanted to be a team...then I saw what he did to Mikey and..." He shrugged. "My brothers are hurt because of me and even though Master Splinter talked to me I still feel horrible."
"I know... I know." My hand gently grazed the side of his face before cupping his cheek.
I just sat there and listen to him. After a while he kept saying that he needed to leave but then he would continue to talk and talk and talk. And I listened. He's listened to me so many times, this time I should listen. It's only fair. I don't when, but he talked so much that I just...fell asleep right next to him.
By the way, I am a big Beyonce fan but if you don't like here or that type of music it's okay! We all have opinions. Anyways, who is Barry? Awe, Raphie is such a softie. I think I made him come off as too soft. Let me know what you guys think. I love hearing your input.