I couldn't think straight. It was like having the breath knocked out of me. Suddenly, just suddenly, my missing piece of life had been put in place, and it wasn't pretty at all.
Use…she used me. As a child…only a child I had been. Just children we had been.
I sat criss-crossed, face in my hands. My mind was so full, it felt empty; which left me to feel completely hallow, unable to think.
I liked her! I bit my lip, hard, in frustration at just the thought.
I felt the tears well up. No, I firmly wiped them away.
"Raph," I heard Leo's voice behind me. I turned, lifting my head. I saw Mikey and Don behind me, watching with wide eyes like curious children. It was like they knew…
"What?" I frowned.
"Get anyone?"
"No." I hoped he couldn't sense a lie.
"Lets go," was Leo's answer. I stood up, and Mikey approached me. I gave him a face, telling him to bug off. He got the message, going back to Don looking a little shot back. He hissed something to Don, who glanced at me quizzically. Then he patted Mikey's shoulder and said some, obviously, reassuring words in a whisper. Normally I would have said, "You talkin' 'bout me?", but instead I looked in a different direction.
As we began to follow, I looked back. A van had showed up, and more Purple Dragons had gathered on the sidewalk. The one I beat earlier stood, holding his head, and telling his tale.
Back up, I thought miserably.
