This chapter was a bit difficult for me, especially since I'm really shity at dialogue. I wanted this chapter mainly to be about what Mikey was thinking throughout the entire situation, and I hope I captured that well.
Overall, I think it turned out okay, and I hope you guys enjoy it.
Happy New Years!
Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT
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Mikey's P.O.V
Her eye's moved across my body as if they'd taken in every detail about me. Making me feel naked, and exposed. Such an unnatural feeling.
"You're somewhere safe now."
She stepped out of the doorway of the laboratory, and walked over into the kitchen. After a few second's of looking around at the cluttered kitchen she asks, "Is this where you live?"
"Yup."
I thought about giving her a few seconds to digest everything around her, but a few seconds seemed like an eternity and I couldn't take not having the information I desired. She seemed pretty skittish, and unsure of what to do or say. Although, it's not like I'll hold it against her because this isn't the most normal situation to dumped into. I start to map out all the questions I'm going to get ready to ask her, but my thought's got all cluttered and disorientated. Maybe I should just stop thinking so much.
Finally, getting ahold of myself I muster out the first thing that comes to my head. "What's your name?"
"It's Nicole... You?"
Her stare is blank, and featureless.
"I'm Michelangelo, but Mikey for short."
Walking over to the small dinning table in our kitchen, she toke a seat. "Do you live here all by yourself?"
I clear my throat softly before replaying. "I live with my father and my three brothers. When we were only a few day's old, my brother's and I were genetically mutated by a toxic ooze. Our father was also exposed to this ooze, and we all mutated into what we are today. He's raised in the sewers ever since we were baby's."
"Are your brothers turtles too?"
I smile softly, "Yup."
Hey eyes are wide and she let's out a small laugh, making my smile disappear and making me even feel a bit offended.
Her laughter die's as she looks at me. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend you. It's just, this isn't the most believable situation. And giant talking turtles aren't so believable either. This is all just seems like a strange dream."
I walked over to the dining room table and sat next to Nicole. Looking straight into her eyes I say, "Then how can I make myself more believable for you?"
My question startles her a bit.
Best comeback ever.
Looking at me a bit distraught, her eyes trail across my body making me feel slightly uncomfortable again. They wonder over to my shell and plastron, as her hands curl up into little fists onto her lap.
"Can I... Can I touch you?"
My eyes meet with hers, and I nod softly. Reaching over to my shell she hesitated before touching me. Stroking my shell softly with barely the tips of her fingers, her hands tremble pulling away. Looking at me dead in the eyes, her expression changes from a featureless surface to a face of disbelief.
"I-I guess I'm not really dreaming." She stuttered
I shoot her a cocky smile, "So now my question for you Nicole is, what were you doing in the sewers last night?"
An awkward silence is brought upon us through this question. She just stares blankly at her hands, decided whether on not to speak. This makes me anxious for an answer, but she sit's quiet for a moment until sighing heavily.
Before she has a chance to answer my question, in the distance the sound of a sliding door echo's throughout the lair. Master Splinter emerges from his room, and walks over to the kitchen leaving behind the sound of a small knock every time his cane hits the floor.
"Good morning my son. And, Good morning...-"
"N-Nicole. My name's Nicole." From the look on her face, she had finally started believing me.
"Ah Nicole. What a lovely name." Master Splinter had began to pour himself a cup of tea. "I hope you are feeling better from last night, and that you are comfortable here in our home. I will be meditating in my quarters, Michelangelo. Practice will be held when I am finished around 8:00, so please inform your brothers." And with a bow, Master Splinter grabbed his cup of tea slowly returning back into his room.
Nicole had looked at me a shocked, and confused. I couldn't help but smile, and want to say 'I told you so'. My stomach twisted into a knot from hunger, and I stood up walking over to the fridge. "Want some cereal Nicole?"
"Yeah, that sound's good"
After rummaging through the cabinet's to get two bowls, and two spoons, I grabbed the jug of milk from the fridge and cereal from the cupboard. Nicole stood up to help me place the milk jug on the table, and then we proceeded to pour ourselves some cereal. "Tell me more about what happened last night, Nicole." I mumble before shoving a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.
"I can't go back up to the city."
This question confuses me deeply, and I look up from my bowl of food to stare at her.
"You don't have to go anywhere if you don't want to." That statement is unsure even to me. What if the guys, and Master Splinter object to her staying? But, I couldn't think of anything else to say, and she was getting teary eyed.
"Just tell me what happened to you, Nicole."
I just want to know.
My hand touches her shoulder softly, and she exhales deeply. Before she speaks, she looks at me with an expression that nearly broke my heart into pieces.
An expression plastered with such grief.
"My boss called me in this morning telling me had to go to work early, so I left before my dad was awake. I work at a small grocery store down the block from the apartment building I live at, and we usually don't get that much business at the shop during the holiday season. But, today it was pretty packed. Around 3 in the afternoon I clocked out, was ready to go on my way back home. On my way home, my therapist called me, and she told that I had to rush over to her office. She said it was really important, and I needed to come over as soon as possible. I didn't think anything of it, other than maybe my dad wanted another weekly check up with the both of us." Her eyes narrow and she clenches her fists aggressively, as if ready to pound in our small metal dining room table. "The police were in the lobby when I got there, and escorted me into her office. I didn't resist, but kept asking them what was going on." Hot tears burned through her eyes like butter, and she exhaled deeply choking on a sob. "T-They sat me down into her office... She looked at me, with the slightest of hesitation, and told me she knew what I-I did to my father." She paused and turned her eyes away from me as her face contorted with such anguish, and misery." S-She said, that they found evidence at the crime scene for me to be the only prime suspect. That I was a murderer. That... That I killed my father."
Nicole started trembling, and sobbing hysterically. I could see blood slowly falling from between her fingertips as her balled up fists clenched dangerously tight.
"Nicole. Nicole let go." I said softly grabbing onto her fists, trying to pull away at the fierce grip.
"I told them truth! I told them the truth, that I didn't kill anyone! That I didn't kill my dad, and the police kept trying to handcuff me, and-and they wouldn't listen to me! So I ran! I ran back home, and of course they followed me, and I ran into the sewers to hide! I tried-I tried to tell them the truth, but they didn't believe me!"
My hands grab her shoulders, and I pull her close to me. Hushing her softly, as she tries to fight away from my iron grip. After a few minutes of a constant struggle, I'm sitting on the cold kitchen floor cradling her tiny frame. Hysterical sobs, and screams pouring from her mouth. I can't help but find this situation a bit funny. How I've only just met this girl, and I'm sitting on the floor carrying a bit of her grief on my shoulder. How every time she chocks out a sob my heart feels every punch of her sorrow. How we've only just met, and I believe her completely. How all I want to do is take all her pain away.
All I want to do is take all her pain away.
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I hope that I worked with the dialogue well, and I didn't make it too fast paced of anything. Leave me a review telling me if it was good or not, because this chapter was really difficult for me! _
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