Chapter 4 of You Get Used To It
I love you. (Whoa, readers, isn't that intriguing)
Be ready, all, very dark but soon this author is leaving her writing comfort zone. (Like going on vaca!) Woo! And a slight preview to where this story is going. I will be returning to my comfort zone, eventually. Soon enough.
Some questions are answered in this chapter (although I was a bit hesitant to answer questions so early in the story. *Sighs* whatever.) However, some will be put off until the next chapter. Sorry, all, it didn't work out this time.
On with it! Enjoy!
"Listen, Mikey, we're going to go look for him. Don't worry we'll be back soon. Keep the doors locked and don't let anyone in." Raph instructed as he walked out the door with Don by his side to find Leo who had been absent for almost 10 hours as it was rapidly becoming dark. Mikey sighed and looked out the kitchen window as the rain fell in sheets upon the outside wall of their unfortunate apartment. Mikey walked into the bedroom to check on Devon.
"Hey, big guy, you doing okay?" she only half listened for a response. 'Where could he be? What is he doing?'
"Yes, Mommy," he replied and put the crayon back to his coloring book.
"Alright," she shut the door and walked to the living room where she plopped, and sunk, onto the couch. *-* "Jacks," Mikey whispered to her little sister in the dark of their bedroom.
"What do you want?" Jacqueline questioned through her sleepiness.
"I'm going out to meet Leo. Cover for me if the 'rents come in to check or anything," she stood just inside their bedroom window.
"Yeah, whatever, I'll tell them the dog ate you," she rolled over and fell back asleep.-*-
Mikey walked into the kitchen and put water on the stove to boil. She missed her little sister more than she did anything else about her old life. Jacks was the sweetest girl she knew and extremely easy to talk to. Instinctively, Jacks was wise beyond her years in the aspect of people's emotions and actions. Her wise nature had kept both of them up almost every night talking about each other's problems and working through them together. When Mikey moved out and her little sister was no longer part of her life, she had a lot of trouble working out her problems until she learned to work through them on her own. Mikey checked the water and when she saw that it was bubbling she poured the liquid into a mug on the counter. Then, she reached into her secret stash under the sink, poured hot chocolate mix into the water, and stirred it up.
She sat back down on the couch and pulled her knees to her chest. Her mind began to wonder again as she slowly sipped her hot chocolate. *-*"Hey, how did you get over here?" Leo questioned Mikey as she climbed into his window.
"Jacks is covering for me," she walked over, gave him a quick kiss, and looked at his digital clock, which read 2:54.
"Alright, well, I don't want you running around in the dark anymore. When you go home, I'll walk with you," he informed her. "I got word from some sources today that the Foot Clan has an eye out for you," he looked her in the face. He could tell she was not scared of what would happen. She was untouchable in her own mind. "Damn it, you have to understand what would happen? They would-"she put a finger to his lips and gave him a swift kiss as if to quiet him.
"Who could hurt someone like me?" she smiled innocently and looked into his eyes. He rubbed her upper arms under the sleeves of her t-shirt.
"Mikey, that's the thing! People who want to get to me, that's who *will* hurt you if you aren't careful!" he had to make her understand, had to make her see that she could be seriously hurt.
"Leo, you get hurt all the time! Why am I the one in danger here? Worry about yourself!" She crossed her arms and huffed in his direction.
His hands slid of her arms, "Mikey I can fight-"
"Please, let's not talk about this right now." Mikey slid her body onto his lap and felt his strong arms wrap around her. She gave him a slow kiss on the mouth, dragging it out. Reluctantly, she pulled away. She promised herself that she would *not* move to fast. Not until she was ready. She was still so young at thirteen with so much time left in her life to be intimate.-*-
Mikey was pulled from her recollections as she felt two strong arms wrap around her this time for real and not only in her memory. She began to turn her body in response when he whispered in her ear, "I've been thinking about you all day and I'm sorry." It was Leo's voice, she knew. She nodded. "I know I've done a lot over the years and you had every right to reject me the way you did but I want to give this another try. I can't stand to be without you. I love you so much." Her entire body froze and he felt her go rigid in her arms. He interpreted this action as a denial of his feelings and began to loosen his grip. He couldn't push her beyond her limit.
"I love you, too," she whispered back testing the words again. It had been so long since she had said that to him and the last time ended in heartbreak. His heart stopped beating and then began to race again. She hadn't denied his feelings. He moved around her and sat on the couch facing her.
"I'm sorry it took me two years to say it again and to realize what a fool I have been, but I do love you and I'm not afraid of it anymore," he slowly leaned in to her. She didn't stop him but leaned in, as well. Both of them froze millimeters from each other testing the moment. Could it work this time?
'Mikey? Do you forgive him?' She asked herself in her mind. *-* "What the fuck is this?" Raph looked at the small bundle on the sidewalk. "Oh my god, Mikey, are you alive?" he stooped down and rolled her onto her back. She let out a low moan of pain. "Oh god, she's alive! I'm sorry; I'm going to get help. Everything is going to be okay," again, she moaned.
Raph quickly ran into the house to retrieve Leo. He shook him from his sleep, "Dude! She's outside on the ground! She's alive but barely! Now come on!" Leo threw on a pair of jeans and quickly bolted outside to be by Mikey's side. Both Leo and Raph had been searching for her since her kidnapping. Being so exhausted from the failed searches both had gone to take a quick nap and start searching again fresh at nightfall. As soon as Leo saw her, he knew it was bad and he could *not* take her home to his or her houses. He quickly took her to where she wouldn't be seen.
Mikey lay on the ground in an old abandoned apartment building rust and mildew showed on the walls. The entire place smelled old and stale even musty. Leo stood above her gently caressing her cheek, "Who did this to you?" he demanded. Mikey quickly choked out the name of her assailant and Leo was instantly furious. As he looked down at his girlfriend, he took in the cuts and deep bruises on her body and the many broken bones. *He* had taken her, raped her, beaten her badly, and dumped her in front of Leo's home to be found whenever. Leo wanted nothing more than revenge. No one hurt her. Not this badly. "Can you move?" She tried to pick up her body from any position possible with the same result each time: a small whimper followed by her body falling limp again. He could tell she was about to fall unconscious again and he tried his best to keep her alert. "Look, Mikey, I promise you that I'm going to get him. I'm going to track him down and I'm going to," he paused. What was he going to do? 'Kill him!' screamed his mind. "I'm going to make sure that he pays for this," he concluded, "even if it takes me months."
"No," she pleaded. "I need you right now, please don't go. If you leave me, I *will* leave, too. Don't doubt me, I will go in the other direction and I won't turn back." He weighed the possibilities and in the end his rage took control of all else and he left the building leaving Mikey sobbing and battered lying on the floor.
Leo, true to his word, did seek revenge-even if it took months. However, that revenge never came though he *was* gone for months. When he did come back into her life, though, things had changed drastically.-*-'Yes' she concluded, she really did forgive him after so long. She loved him with every part of her. She didn't doubt him or his feelings, and he wouldn't lie to her. If he said he loved her, he really did love her. She trusted him with everything she had and she trusted this moment. She lifted her hand to wipe away the rainwater dripping from his face. Her hand was warm to the touch and made his skin tingle.
'This is it! Don't mess this up.' He told himself. 'You only get one more chance and you love this girl. You promised you would never let her go' he knew he wouldn't, either. He would *not* let her go, not this time, not now that he knew what he had and what he had let go of last time.*-*Leo tracked Mikey down after not seeing her for so long. His face brightened when he saw her, "Hi, baby." She looked at him contemptuously and he took a step back. "Mikey, are you still mad?" She turned away from him. "Mikey, I thought you would be glad to see me," nothing was working. He tried something else, "I left you once, I won't do it again."
She turned around furiously, "You left me once? You are damn right you left me! You left me on the ground! On the ground in a dirty old apartment bleeding and in so much pain, I didn't know what to do. I can't believe you don't think that was a big deal! Leo, I'm thirteen! I'm still a little girl and you left me alone when I needed you most, when I was so lost!" She stood up to leave him and for the first time he noticed her slightly protruding belly. He gaped. She was pregnant. He couldn't leave her alone again with a baby.
"Mikey, I can't let walk away knowing that you are going to have a baby. You can't take care of that baby alone. I know its father won't want anything to do with it. We don't have to be together, but let me help you raise the baby. I can't let you be alone with a child." She looked at him with disdain and walked slowly away. 'No, but you had no problem leaving me alone without a baby' she mumbled to herself.-*- 'That,' he thought, 'is never going to happen again.' He rested his hands on her waist and began ever so slowly to lean the rest of the way to her enticing lips.
"Mommy, I'm so pretty!" Devon's voice made them both abruptly pull away from each other and look at the little boy. Mikey let out a long laugh and Leo followed suit. Soon they were both laughing together slowly easing the tension that had filled the room seconds earlier.
"Mommy, I'm so pretty!" Devon repeated louder, feeling that they had misunderstood him somehow and becoming impatient with their laughter.
"Yes honey, you sure are," she chuckled. Devon stood in front of them with stickers randomly stuck throughout his hair. He brought a hand to his dark brown locks and gently moved them about as if he was primping with his long eyelashes batting alluringly around his dark eyes.
"Oh, woman, if he turns out gay, I am so blaming you," Leo looked at Mikey. She raised her hands in defense.
"No way! Not my fault, if he is gay, he was born that way. You're the one who gave him his Y chromosome, *you* tell *me* right now if it was defective so that I can be prepared," she retorted and then froze as the realization of what she had just said sunk in.
She mentally berated herself as she pulled the stickers from her son's hair as gently as she could as he whimpered. "Dev, *why* did you put these in your hair?" Mikey looked at her son demanding an answer.
"Mommy, I'm so pretty." he repeated his earlier statement with less enthusiasm almost as if it were an apology.
"He *must* have gotten this from you. I don't consider stickers fashionable," Leo winked at her letting her know that he wasn't mad. It was good that she considered him Devon's dad so deeply that she would make a quick thinking mistake like that. He had been thinking long and hard all day about his relationship with her and with his son and he realized he had no reason to feel threatened. Devon was his son and there was no hesitation in that. Nevertheless, he really had never slept with Mikey so there was no mistake about where Devon's genes had come from. He almost wished there could possibly be some mistake.
Mikey gently put Devon down to sleep and walked back into the room with Leo. She sat down next to him on the couch. The moment was over and neither wanted to have their first kiss, at least since they broke up, when it wasn't going to be special. *-*Mikey sat up out of Leo's grasp after she had been sitting with him for almost an hour. "I have to get home. If it really does come down to Jacks using the excuse that she planned, I'm a goner." He chuckled.
"What excuse is that?" he looked amused.
She let out a laugh, "That the dog ate me."
"Alright," he stood and took her hand, "I'll walk you home."
"Leo, you can't. I promise I will walk right home and I'll be okay. If my parents or even your parents for that matter see us outside we'll both be corpses by daylight." He made a face as if he were going to push it further but she stopped him, "I'll be fine, good bye," she slid out his window and onto the ground. He stood looking down at her and she waved and walked into the darkness.
Walking through the darkness on the way home a figure grabbed Mikey from behind and covered her mouth. "If you answer my questions, I won't hurt you," he dragged her into a car and drove away unnoticed in the darkness. Back at wherever it was he had taken her (She wasn't sure, she had been blindfolded) he held her wrist between his hands threateningly, "Where are Leo and Raph?"
She knew what was coming, "Who are you talking about?" He easily snapped the bones of her wrist.-*- That was how most of the experience had gone; her kidnapper asking her questions about the Turtles and her playing dumb to her own detriment. She had never told that to anyone. The whole experience *may* have been prevented if she had given him answers. Probably not, though, she though. She couldn't turn Raph and Leo in on the possibility of her salvation. It wasn't right. She shuddered at the painful memories. Even though she *was* fine now, even though she *was* "over it," even though she had accepted it and lived with it, the memories would always haunt her. Mikey looked up at Leo, "Want to play Speed?" she asked him needing to get her mind away from the memories that flooded her life.
"Sure, why not?" Leo walked to the table and Mikey got out a deck of playing cards. "You ready to lose?" he asked as he shuffled and dealt the cards.
She snorted her response and picked up her cards in all seriousness. Ten minutes later, "SPEED!" she called out as she laid down her last cards a six on a five. She was in the middle of a celebration dance when the door to their apartment opened and in walked Raph and Don, suitcases in tow.
Leo looked around at the realization, "What the fuck, you left her here *alone* after that phone call earlier and after what I told you? What were you thinking?" Raph let out a snort in his direction.
"Well, if you hadn't been gone for so fucking long, I wouldn't have had to go looking for you!" Raph roared back, furious by the accusation.
"Whoa! Stop this, guys! I'm fine and I don't think that's the biggest issue right now," she looked at Raph and Don, "What's with the suit cases?"
"My mom died, so Raph said that you guys would put me up here," Don looked around apprehensively.
Leo was taken aback. Him? Here? Not possible! He was, most definitely, not ready to be a Turtle and that's precisely what this move would mean. If he moved in with them, he was officially part of the Turtles. Could he be trusted? His mind buzzed.
"I'm really sorry. That sucks. How did she die?" Mikey looked at him concerned.
"She's been pretty depressed since my dad died over the summer in a motorcycle accident. She started taking these antidepressants to help with everything. I found her in her room with an empty prescription bottle and a bottle of empty vodka. I called an ambulance but she was already dead," he shrugged under the attention.
"Why don't you go take a shower so we can talk? You will feel better," Mikey suggested. He complied. Don pulled some pajamas out of his suitcase and carried them into the bathroom with him.
"What are we going to do about Don? If he moves in," she looked at Raph and Leo, "he will become a Turtle."
The boys sat and thought about that for a second. Everyone with the same thought: could he possibly be trusted so soon?
A/N: You people are lucky I love you all because it was hard to get through this chapter with out vomiting. I hate being so blunt. And I hate progressing so quickly! Aah! Must drag it out, must drag it out!
I *really* didn't like this chapter at first. I changed it all and I like it now, though it's pretty choppy. Sorry, people. Everyone should read the works of Walking Contradiction because for one she is an AMAZING writer and for two you wouldn't be reading this right now if it hadn't been for her. So go support her by reading and reviewing her stuff. (Don't forget the reviews you jerk, even if you forget to review me)
Chapter 5: (Yay! I actually know what I'm doing before hand!)
Don gets a tattoo (hmm)
Preview: "Look, you guys, I will do anything. Just please don't make me live on the streets. Raph already told me you guys have to trust me; I'll keep your secrets. Who am I going to tell?" he pleaded with the group.
"Don, this is more than just our secrets. We need to trust you with our *lives* we need to know you will fight to the end for any one of us. That you will die keeping our secrets. We need to know that you can handle the pressure and the stress of this lifestyle. There is so much to it and most of it is gruesome. I take that back it is *all* gruesome."
Heh, don't get used to previews.
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Be ready, all, very dark but soon this author is leaving her writing comfort zone. (Like going on vaca!) Woo! And a slight preview to where this story is going. I will be returning to my comfort zone, eventually. Soon enough.
Some questions are answered in this chapter (although I was a bit hesitant to answer questions so early in the story. *Sighs* whatever.) However, some will be put off until the next chapter. Sorry, all, it didn't work out this time.
On with it! Enjoy!
"Listen, Mikey, we're going to go look for him. Don't worry we'll be back soon. Keep the doors locked and don't let anyone in." Raph instructed as he walked out the door with Don by his side to find Leo who had been absent for almost 10 hours as it was rapidly becoming dark. Mikey sighed and looked out the kitchen window as the rain fell in sheets upon the outside wall of their unfortunate apartment. Mikey walked into the bedroom to check on Devon.
"Hey, big guy, you doing okay?" she only half listened for a response. 'Where could he be? What is he doing?'
"Yes, Mommy," he replied and put the crayon back to his coloring book.
"Alright," she shut the door and walked to the living room where she plopped, and sunk, onto the couch. *-* "Jacks," Mikey whispered to her little sister in the dark of their bedroom.
"What do you want?" Jacqueline questioned through her sleepiness.
"I'm going out to meet Leo. Cover for me if the 'rents come in to check or anything," she stood just inside their bedroom window.
"Yeah, whatever, I'll tell them the dog ate you," she rolled over and fell back asleep.-*-
Mikey walked into the kitchen and put water on the stove to boil. She missed her little sister more than she did anything else about her old life. Jacks was the sweetest girl she knew and extremely easy to talk to. Instinctively, Jacks was wise beyond her years in the aspect of people's emotions and actions. Her wise nature had kept both of them up almost every night talking about each other's problems and working through them together. When Mikey moved out and her little sister was no longer part of her life, she had a lot of trouble working out her problems until she learned to work through them on her own. Mikey checked the water and when she saw that it was bubbling she poured the liquid into a mug on the counter. Then, she reached into her secret stash under the sink, poured hot chocolate mix into the water, and stirred it up.
She sat back down on the couch and pulled her knees to her chest. Her mind began to wonder again as she slowly sipped her hot chocolate. *-*"Hey, how did you get over here?" Leo questioned Mikey as she climbed into his window.
"Jacks is covering for me," she walked over, gave him a quick kiss, and looked at his digital clock, which read 2:54.
"Alright, well, I don't want you running around in the dark anymore. When you go home, I'll walk with you," he informed her. "I got word from some sources today that the Foot Clan has an eye out for you," he looked her in the face. He could tell she was not scared of what would happen. She was untouchable in her own mind. "Damn it, you have to understand what would happen? They would-"she put a finger to his lips and gave him a swift kiss as if to quiet him.
"Who could hurt someone like me?" she smiled innocently and looked into his eyes. He rubbed her upper arms under the sleeves of her t-shirt.
"Mikey, that's the thing! People who want to get to me, that's who *will* hurt you if you aren't careful!" he had to make her understand, had to make her see that she could be seriously hurt.
"Leo, you get hurt all the time! Why am I the one in danger here? Worry about yourself!" She crossed her arms and huffed in his direction.
His hands slid of her arms, "Mikey I can fight-"
"Please, let's not talk about this right now." Mikey slid her body onto his lap and felt his strong arms wrap around her. She gave him a slow kiss on the mouth, dragging it out. Reluctantly, she pulled away. She promised herself that she would *not* move to fast. Not until she was ready. She was still so young at thirteen with so much time left in her life to be intimate.-*-
Mikey was pulled from her recollections as she felt two strong arms wrap around her this time for real and not only in her memory. She began to turn her body in response when he whispered in her ear, "I've been thinking about you all day and I'm sorry." It was Leo's voice, she knew. She nodded. "I know I've done a lot over the years and you had every right to reject me the way you did but I want to give this another try. I can't stand to be without you. I love you so much." Her entire body froze and he felt her go rigid in her arms. He interpreted this action as a denial of his feelings and began to loosen his grip. He couldn't push her beyond her limit.
"I love you, too," she whispered back testing the words again. It had been so long since she had said that to him and the last time ended in heartbreak. His heart stopped beating and then began to race again. She hadn't denied his feelings. He moved around her and sat on the couch facing her.
"I'm sorry it took me two years to say it again and to realize what a fool I have been, but I do love you and I'm not afraid of it anymore," he slowly leaned in to her. She didn't stop him but leaned in, as well. Both of them froze millimeters from each other testing the moment. Could it work this time?
'Mikey? Do you forgive him?' She asked herself in her mind. *-* "What the fuck is this?" Raph looked at the small bundle on the sidewalk. "Oh my god, Mikey, are you alive?" he stooped down and rolled her onto her back. She let out a low moan of pain. "Oh god, she's alive! I'm sorry; I'm going to get help. Everything is going to be okay," again, she moaned.
Raph quickly ran into the house to retrieve Leo. He shook him from his sleep, "Dude! She's outside on the ground! She's alive but barely! Now come on!" Leo threw on a pair of jeans and quickly bolted outside to be by Mikey's side. Both Leo and Raph had been searching for her since her kidnapping. Being so exhausted from the failed searches both had gone to take a quick nap and start searching again fresh at nightfall. As soon as Leo saw her, he knew it was bad and he could *not* take her home to his or her houses. He quickly took her to where she wouldn't be seen.
Mikey lay on the ground in an old abandoned apartment building rust and mildew showed on the walls. The entire place smelled old and stale even musty. Leo stood above her gently caressing her cheek, "Who did this to you?" he demanded. Mikey quickly choked out the name of her assailant and Leo was instantly furious. As he looked down at his girlfriend, he took in the cuts and deep bruises on her body and the many broken bones. *He* had taken her, raped her, beaten her badly, and dumped her in front of Leo's home to be found whenever. Leo wanted nothing more than revenge. No one hurt her. Not this badly. "Can you move?" She tried to pick up her body from any position possible with the same result each time: a small whimper followed by her body falling limp again. He could tell she was about to fall unconscious again and he tried his best to keep her alert. "Look, Mikey, I promise you that I'm going to get him. I'm going to track him down and I'm going to," he paused. What was he going to do? 'Kill him!' screamed his mind. "I'm going to make sure that he pays for this," he concluded, "even if it takes me months."
"No," she pleaded. "I need you right now, please don't go. If you leave me, I *will* leave, too. Don't doubt me, I will go in the other direction and I won't turn back." He weighed the possibilities and in the end his rage took control of all else and he left the building leaving Mikey sobbing and battered lying on the floor.
Leo, true to his word, did seek revenge-even if it took months. However, that revenge never came though he *was* gone for months. When he did come back into her life, though, things had changed drastically.-*-'Yes' she concluded, she really did forgive him after so long. She loved him with every part of her. She didn't doubt him or his feelings, and he wouldn't lie to her. If he said he loved her, he really did love her. She trusted him with everything she had and she trusted this moment. She lifted her hand to wipe away the rainwater dripping from his face. Her hand was warm to the touch and made his skin tingle.
'This is it! Don't mess this up.' He told himself. 'You only get one more chance and you love this girl. You promised you would never let her go' he knew he wouldn't, either. He would *not* let her go, not this time, not now that he knew what he had and what he had let go of last time.*-*Leo tracked Mikey down after not seeing her for so long. His face brightened when he saw her, "Hi, baby." She looked at him contemptuously and he took a step back. "Mikey, are you still mad?" She turned away from him. "Mikey, I thought you would be glad to see me," nothing was working. He tried something else, "I left you once, I won't do it again."
She turned around furiously, "You left me once? You are damn right you left me! You left me on the ground! On the ground in a dirty old apartment bleeding and in so much pain, I didn't know what to do. I can't believe you don't think that was a big deal! Leo, I'm thirteen! I'm still a little girl and you left me alone when I needed you most, when I was so lost!" She stood up to leave him and for the first time he noticed her slightly protruding belly. He gaped. She was pregnant. He couldn't leave her alone again with a baby.
"Mikey, I can't let walk away knowing that you are going to have a baby. You can't take care of that baby alone. I know its father won't want anything to do with it. We don't have to be together, but let me help you raise the baby. I can't let you be alone with a child." She looked at him with disdain and walked slowly away. 'No, but you had no problem leaving me alone without a baby' she mumbled to herself.-*- 'That,' he thought, 'is never going to happen again.' He rested his hands on her waist and began ever so slowly to lean the rest of the way to her enticing lips.
"Mommy, I'm so pretty!" Devon's voice made them both abruptly pull away from each other and look at the little boy. Mikey let out a long laugh and Leo followed suit. Soon they were both laughing together slowly easing the tension that had filled the room seconds earlier.
"Mommy, I'm so pretty!" Devon repeated louder, feeling that they had misunderstood him somehow and becoming impatient with their laughter.
"Yes honey, you sure are," she chuckled. Devon stood in front of them with stickers randomly stuck throughout his hair. He brought a hand to his dark brown locks and gently moved them about as if he was primping with his long eyelashes batting alluringly around his dark eyes.
"Oh, woman, if he turns out gay, I am so blaming you," Leo looked at Mikey. She raised her hands in defense.
"No way! Not my fault, if he is gay, he was born that way. You're the one who gave him his Y chromosome, *you* tell *me* right now if it was defective so that I can be prepared," she retorted and then froze as the realization of what she had just said sunk in.
She mentally berated herself as she pulled the stickers from her son's hair as gently as she could as he whimpered. "Dev, *why* did you put these in your hair?" Mikey looked at her son demanding an answer.
"Mommy, I'm so pretty." he repeated his earlier statement with less enthusiasm almost as if it were an apology.
"He *must* have gotten this from you. I don't consider stickers fashionable," Leo winked at her letting her know that he wasn't mad. It was good that she considered him Devon's dad so deeply that she would make a quick thinking mistake like that. He had been thinking long and hard all day about his relationship with her and with his son and he realized he had no reason to feel threatened. Devon was his son and there was no hesitation in that. Nevertheless, he really had never slept with Mikey so there was no mistake about where Devon's genes had come from. He almost wished there could possibly be some mistake.
Mikey gently put Devon down to sleep and walked back into the room with Leo. She sat down next to him on the couch. The moment was over and neither wanted to have their first kiss, at least since they broke up, when it wasn't going to be special. *-*Mikey sat up out of Leo's grasp after she had been sitting with him for almost an hour. "I have to get home. If it really does come down to Jacks using the excuse that she planned, I'm a goner." He chuckled.
"What excuse is that?" he looked amused.
She let out a laugh, "That the dog ate me."
"Alright," he stood and took her hand, "I'll walk you home."
"Leo, you can't. I promise I will walk right home and I'll be okay. If my parents or even your parents for that matter see us outside we'll both be corpses by daylight." He made a face as if he were going to push it further but she stopped him, "I'll be fine, good bye," she slid out his window and onto the ground. He stood looking down at her and she waved and walked into the darkness.
Walking through the darkness on the way home a figure grabbed Mikey from behind and covered her mouth. "If you answer my questions, I won't hurt you," he dragged her into a car and drove away unnoticed in the darkness. Back at wherever it was he had taken her (She wasn't sure, she had been blindfolded) he held her wrist between his hands threateningly, "Where are Leo and Raph?"
She knew what was coming, "Who are you talking about?" He easily snapped the bones of her wrist.-*- That was how most of the experience had gone; her kidnapper asking her questions about the Turtles and her playing dumb to her own detriment. She had never told that to anyone. The whole experience *may* have been prevented if she had given him answers. Probably not, though, she though. She couldn't turn Raph and Leo in on the possibility of her salvation. It wasn't right. She shuddered at the painful memories. Even though she *was* fine now, even though she *was* "over it," even though she had accepted it and lived with it, the memories would always haunt her. Mikey looked up at Leo, "Want to play Speed?" she asked him needing to get her mind away from the memories that flooded her life.
"Sure, why not?" Leo walked to the table and Mikey got out a deck of playing cards. "You ready to lose?" he asked as he shuffled and dealt the cards.
She snorted her response and picked up her cards in all seriousness. Ten minutes later, "SPEED!" she called out as she laid down her last cards a six on a five. She was in the middle of a celebration dance when the door to their apartment opened and in walked Raph and Don, suitcases in tow.
Leo looked around at the realization, "What the fuck, you left her here *alone* after that phone call earlier and after what I told you? What were you thinking?" Raph let out a snort in his direction.
"Well, if you hadn't been gone for so fucking long, I wouldn't have had to go looking for you!" Raph roared back, furious by the accusation.
"Whoa! Stop this, guys! I'm fine and I don't think that's the biggest issue right now," she looked at Raph and Don, "What's with the suit cases?"
"My mom died, so Raph said that you guys would put me up here," Don looked around apprehensively.
Leo was taken aback. Him? Here? Not possible! He was, most definitely, not ready to be a Turtle and that's precisely what this move would mean. If he moved in with them, he was officially part of the Turtles. Could he be trusted? His mind buzzed.
"I'm really sorry. That sucks. How did she die?" Mikey looked at him concerned.
"She's been pretty depressed since my dad died over the summer in a motorcycle accident. She started taking these antidepressants to help with everything. I found her in her room with an empty prescription bottle and a bottle of empty vodka. I called an ambulance but she was already dead," he shrugged under the attention.
"Why don't you go take a shower so we can talk? You will feel better," Mikey suggested. He complied. Don pulled some pajamas out of his suitcase and carried them into the bathroom with him.
"What are we going to do about Don? If he moves in," she looked at Raph and Leo, "he will become a Turtle."
The boys sat and thought about that for a second. Everyone with the same thought: could he possibly be trusted so soon?
A/N: You people are lucky I love you all because it was hard to get through this chapter with out vomiting. I hate being so blunt. And I hate progressing so quickly! Aah! Must drag it out, must drag it out!
I *really* didn't like this chapter at first. I changed it all and I like it now, though it's pretty choppy. Sorry, people. Everyone should read the works of Walking Contradiction because for one she is an AMAZING writer and for two you wouldn't be reading this right now if it hadn't been for her. So go support her by reading and reviewing her stuff. (Don't forget the reviews you jerk, even if you forget to review me)
Chapter 5: (Yay! I actually know what I'm doing before hand!)
Don gets a tattoo (hmm)
Preview: "Look, you guys, I will do anything. Just please don't make me live on the streets. Raph already told me you guys have to trust me; I'll keep your secrets. Who am I going to tell?" he pleaded with the group.
"Don, this is more than just our secrets. We need to trust you with our *lives* we need to know you will fight to the end for any one of us. That you will die keeping our secrets. We need to know that you can handle the pressure and the stress of this lifestyle. There is so much to it and most of it is gruesome. I take that back it is *all* gruesome."
Heh, don't get used to previews.
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**Kelly:** Yes a major change from bright and sunny me, indeed. Maybe I get all the dark stuff out of my mind in my writing so I can be happy the rest of the time. For some reason I have a passion for writing dark stuff. *shrugs* blame it on, well, lol the Easter bunny I guess.
**Tiff:** I hope this chapter cleared up a bunch of your questions.
**Ramica:** Yes. Thirteen when she had Devon. Yes, mucho going on in the first chapters. Yes, Mikey was very responsible when it came to keeping Devon and taking care of him. I realize that was brought into question: why did she keep him? That will be answered soon.
**Walking Contradiction:** Girl, before I start talking I have to say that I love you! First, if you tried to write like me, maybe it would not be so good but if I tried to write like you, it would be slop as well. AND YOU DO HAVE TALENT! It just shows our writing styles. (Although I am trying to break free of that writing style ahem) Yes, Leo is painfully adorable toward Mikey. I always did like that aspect and I am kind of mad at myself for jumping into the 'I love you' s again. But it has been two years and it has been long anticipated between them as well. You said you didn't like the flashbacks because they were depressing. Is that a matter of speaking or do you really not like them and want me to stop doing them? Ah! The caller, everyone wants to kill him you are definitely not the only one. Thanks again for all your wonderful support and compliments. I wouldn't be here today without you!
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