It had been four months since April had been raped. She was still broken. April refused to walk anywhere alone and avoided any males that she did not know. She had panic attacks daily and became oddly, afraid of the dark.

I hated watching her like this. She was slowly wasting away, turning into a shell of herself.

April walked in the lair clutching Casey's arm like it was a lifeline. After he deposited her on the couch, she scooted closer to Donnie until they were almost touching. He smiled, then frowned. Normally he'd be happy that they were touching, but after the accident something changed. He realised that her touches meant nothing; they were just her way of seeking security.

Casey walked back over and threw me a beer. I chugged a bit of it, waiting for the buzz to kick in.

April shivered.

Casey leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "I don't think she's getting better." She turned to look at us.

"Casey, you shouldn't say that stuff in front of her." I whispered back. He shrugged.

"Look, I'm just saying. She needs help. She's broken and trashed." I hit him behind the head, making his beer splash. April was still looking at us and I knew that she had heard our conversation.

Ashamed, I turned away and ignored her stares. I ignored her footsteps as she walked somewhere in the lair. I would've continued ignoring her if I had not heard the unmistakeable sound of metal on concrete, growing fainter by the second. I looked over at my brothers. They had not heard any of this.

I stood up and quietly followed her to the training room. I slid the door open silently and she did not turn. In her hand was a small tanto and she held it over her wrist. Right above her artiries. One cut and she'd be dead. I carefully walked up behind her and reached for the tanto. Suddenly, she turned and the blade was on her neck.

"Go away Raph," She said through the tears.

"No. You need to give me that sword. Violence is not the answer." Even to me that sounded corny.

She laughed bitterly. "Really? Coming from you? No one wants me. He was right. I'm broken merchandise. No one wants me." She repeated.

"Yes they do. I do. I love you and Donnie loves you and so does everyone else. Please April. Don't do this. You might be broken, but so am I." I begged.

April collapsed to her knees and dropped the tanto. I rushed over to her and kicked it away. I enveloped her in a hug and rocked her as she sobbed on my shoulder.

I had a feeling about today. Maybe today she'll get better.