My Best Friend

Author Sfhlaadmoew

Chapter 5

I stood holding a towel against my brother's arm as I looked at him. How could he do this to himself? It made me angry and a bit confused.

"You can take the towel off now Leo." Donnie was standing beside me, ready to care for Raph's arm. I moved aside so he could take care of our brother.

"Raphael.."

"I didn't do this Leo!" He snapped back, "You know me better than this!"

Closing my eyes I steadied my voice. "It's not that I don't believe you Raph..I.." What was I suppose to say?

"You what?" Raph pulled away from Donnie who was trying to bandage his arm. "Just say it, you don't believe me!" he growled.

"That's not what I meant Raphael and you know it." I was trying hard to keep my voice from sounding harsh. Father why did you have to leave? We need you.

Before I knew it Raph lashed out at me, hitting my jaw. My head snapped to the side as I moved back to get out of the way of Raphaels next attack. Blocking with my arms I lashed out at him with my feet, trying to get him to back off.

"Raph…Leo…" Mikey mumbled keeping behind Donatello, which seemed to anger Raph even more but there was something else, something hidden. He had that same look at the dinner table and when Donnie and Mikey were washing the dishes. What ever it was, it had caused him to listen, to stop attacking. What happened between them back at that house?

Raph pulled back and relaxed a little, letting Donnie take care of the cut. Maybe he's telling the truth, he wouldn't take his anger out like that, would he? I stood there thinking as I watched Donatello wrap Raph's arm.

Raphael glared at me "What?"

"You know what," I replied. Raphael knows better than that, or at least I hope he did.

Raph snarled and turned his gaze onto Mikey, who was looking at the floor like a small child who's parents were fighting in front of him. They're both acting odd, but why?

I needed to clear my head, mumbling something about a walk I headed towards the door and out before anyone could stop me. I can't handle this on my own. There were to many secrets being with held, and if I couldn't get any of them revealed then how could I help?

The sewers were dark and quite as I slowly walked down them, my pace picking up with every step until I was running. Just don't think about it right now. I kept telling myself, come back to it later when you've cleared your head. Maybe I could find out a different way to approach them, a different way to get them to talk. I couldn't be direct and I couldn't dodge around the subject... Darn it Leo, just clear your head! It was easier said than done.

Soon I found myself on the service jumping from building to building. The cool wind blowing against my face felt good. Run, I told myself, but soon my mind went back to my brothers. I should head back now, I shouldn't leave them alone for long, not with how Raph and Mikey are acting. What if Raph hurts himself again?

My feet came to a stop at the edge of the building I was on. "He wouldn't do that." Turning sharply, I ran back home to find out just what had happened to cause my brothers to start acting so differently. Raphael seemed more obsessed with Michelangelo and Michelangelo seems to be different, but I couldn't put my finger on it. He seemed just fine, a little shaken up about what had happened, but something….something was off. I just couldn't tell what.

To Be Continued...