Oh my friends its been awhile I had writers block, but I'm back! I don't own any song references or TMNT.
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"Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam. Hit the lottery, oh wee. But what I gave up to get it was bittersweet."
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The Monster
Chapter 6: Bittersweet
It had been hours.
Hours since he had kidnapped her, hours since he brought her to this god forsaken place, hours since he spilled her blood, and hours since he had walked away.
The warm liquid that had been spilling from April's body for awhile had finally ceased, leaving it to dry on the floor and leave a permanent mark on the cold ground. For fun, she picked at the darker dry blood but stopped once it got into her grimy nails. What she wouldn't give for a nice warm shower...
The water that dripped from the pipes made a soothing melody for her supposed deathbed and she began to choke out the few words to a song that became one of her favorites after her mothers death. The lyrics blended perfectly with the droplets that echoed around her.
"I'm so tired of being...h-here...suppressed by a-all my...childish fears..." Her voice was raspy yet mesmerizing all the same. The wound on her chest didn't help her voice much anyway.
April used to think that the "monster in the closet" was just a silly myth that her meaner cousins used to tell her so she wouldn't sleep at night. Her mother would always be aroused by her crying daughter in the middle of the night whenever she heard a scary noise from in her closet or under her bed or outside the window on the fire escape. Mrs. O'Neil would always tell her daughter that monsters didn't exist and if they ever did, they wouldn't want to hurt an innocent little girl like her. Now April knew monsters were real and that they did want to hurt her, or at least the one that held her now did.
The girl attempted to sing the next line of "My Immortal" but a sharp pain shot up her chest and she screamed out, shattering the steady an calming beat of the water. Things were becoming unbearable and she wished that the swipe of Monstertello's claws would've just finished her off earlier so she wouldn't have had to suffer all this time.
April continued to violently thrash around and scream in pain, hoping that someone would hear her but to her dismay she was completely alone.
Mrs. O'Neil always told her daughter to try and find the bright side of even the darkest situations. Memories of when her mom would come home from work immensely frustrated from the pressures of being a news reporter, April would tell her that her day was over now, she'd often through it, and it would all be ok. Whenever April had a tough day in elementary school, she was picked on regularly, she would run to her mother and Mrs. O'Neil would repeat the same words:
"It's okay April, your here with mommy now. It's ok, look for the light in the darkness."
The girl desperately needed her mother's comfort now more than ever but alas, even death cannot be undone.
Supposedly for April, the light in this dark was that when she finally stopped hanging on to her life, which had gone completely screwy in a matter of hours, she would finally reunite with her mother. The blue eyed beauty wondered what she would say about her husband's mutation...
An ear deafening nail-on-chalkboard type sound interrupted April's thought pattern and she turned her head to the entrance. As she turned, the right side of her head landed in a blood puddle but she could see a vague set of piercing red eyes.
"Oh goody he's back." She thought to herself.
With a large grunt, Donatello sat down next to April and bent over her. He placed his large palm on her chest to make sure she was breathing, nodded his head, and pulled away. He slipped her shirt up halfway, which made his victim breath heavily, and examined the large gash on her chest and grimaced. Taking some gauze that he'd found near the storm drain next to a hospital, he attempted to wrap it around the girl but she squirmed away.
"Don't you dare touch me!" April hissed.
Don narrowed his eyes and waved the medicinal wrap near his head to show her that she needed it.
"I wouldn't dare let you near me. I'd rather die"
"You will die if you don't let me put this on you." A dark, but not deep, voice said.
April was afraid of the spine-chilling voice, but she didn't let that show. Gathering all her strength, she attempted to stand up but fell to the ground after a shaky attempt. Grunting and wheezing, she crawled and wiggled as far as she could from the beast, until she was up against the grimy back walk of the room.
"I've brought you new clothes that you can change into. I'm going to need to attend to that wound first." His voice seemed softer, it sounded more like old Donnie.
"You hurt me..." April whimpered like a child.
"And it was the biggest mistake I've ever made...please let me help you."
The bloody auburn haired girl looked into the beast's eyes warily. A dark red still clouded the chocolate orbs she loved so much but from the look on his face she could tell he was sincere by the fact that he looked hurt.
"April..." He now sounded exactly like old Donnie, just a smudge delete than usual.
"How did this happen to you?" The human in question said from the wall.
"It was a uh...experiment...gone wrong." Don choked out an excuse.
"Why'd you go berserk?! You probably killed half the school, including Abigail, and then you drag me to this god forsaken place and then injure me?! Not to mention that you abandoned me when I was due for the most comfort in a long time!" April began to lose control once again and Donatello's blood began to boil.
He roared and the girl pressed herself against the wall in an attempt to save herself. It was now obvious to the girl that he had anger problems and he went insane when things like this happened. All of her questions had suddenly been answered in a matter of seconds.
"Donnie I'm sorry! Please stop!"
Monstertello slammed his fists on the ground and panted heavily as he attempted to regain his sanity. He glared at the girl crumpled on the ground and as she began to cry his gaze softened and he began to crawl towards her.
"April I'm sorry...I can't control it."
"It's ok...I-I know...I'm just so h-hurt." She sobbed.
Donatello cautiously wrapped a large arm around her and gently used his claws to lift her wet and bloody face to face his.
"Am I allowed to heal you?" He asked.
"Yes..." She breathed.
With a fanged smile, the monster lifted his "captive" up and carried her carefully to the center of the room where his supplies was. Setting her down on a generally clean part of the floor, he rolled up the soggy hem of April's yellow shirt so he could see the wound. He used the unused sides of a couple napkins to wipe the blood away from the cuts general area and then helped her to lift her back so he could wrap the gauze around her.
"We'll change that tomorrow. Now I have some dry clothes for you since I don't think you want to stay in those." Don smiled slightly.
"Yeah." April said as she was helped up. "These aren't exactly comfortable."
"Well look at this. One second."
The monster ran into the exit tunnel and came back on all fours with something delicately placed in his mouth. He took it out and held it out to the female human in front of him, awaiting her approval. April's eyes widened as she stared at a beautiful purple and yellow sundress. The colors mixed into flowered patterns all the way from the hem of the wavy bottom to the straps at the top.
"It's amazing Donnie...thank you so much."
"That's not even the best part! I got you this pretty little matching shawl in case you got cold and I'm probably...overdoing this..." Donatello faded off, the delicate shawl hanging loose from the tip of one of his claws.
April snagged the shawl and wrapped it around her shoulders dramatically, despite the pains in her chest. She had an idea to make the depressed figure in front of her smile again.
"Why good sir I do believe that this wrapping is divine! You have such taste!" She exclaimed suddenly in a fake British accent.
Donatello smiled and held up the dress once again.
"M'lady, why don't you put this on? You'd look as divine as your wrappings!"
Both their accents were cheesy, but it stifled them both a laugh.
"Okay, I'm gonna change into these. Mind going into the tunnel?" April smiled awkwardly.
"Of course." The beast scampered away. "Just tell me when your done!"
April nodded and walked to the far corner where only a bit of light shone. Her favorite shirt was completely ruined with the stench of blood and a large slash, she threw it to the other side of the room. Her skin wasn't as red anymore and she decided to cut off the bottom of her undershirt with a random shard of glass from nearby since it was where her wound was. The top part would serve as enough support so she could comfortably wear the dress.
Her shorts were hard to pull off considering the slickness of the blood and her rights flew right off with them. She'd just leave her undergarments be and slip on the pretty and perfectly folded dress nearby.
The sundress fit April like a glove and she slipped off her shoes to create a more beach-like environment for herself. She undid her ponytail and wet her hair with some water to rid it of the blood. It fell over her shoulders in waves and her headband remained in its usual position atop her head.
"You can come in, Donnie!" She cried.
The monster slowly walked in with his eyes shut, bumping into walls and finally falling down on the floor. A confused April walked over to him with her hands on her hips and looked right down at his face.
"What are you doing?"
"It's just I bet you look really pretty and I might be blinded by your beauty!" He chuckled slightly, but it soon turned nervous.
"Just open your eyes." April huffed.
Donnie sat up so he was a little bit taller than the girl and opened his eyes. They were still a piercing red but gentle all the same.
"Wow..." He breathed. "I was correct."
"Thank you for getting this for me." The girl smiled.
"It was nothing, what's that over there?" Donatello seemed to be focused on something over in the corner.
"That's just my pile of old discarded clothes. Your point?"
"I think I see something shiny." He replied as he stood up and crawled over, April in pursuit.
"Oh my gosh! The ring! Donnie it's the ring that you gave me, I left it in my short's pocket!" The auburn haired beauty cried joyously.
Donnie stared at the tiny ring that was currently in between two of his large talons, he was careful not to break it.
"April." His voice was surprisingly serious.
"Yeah?" She answered warily.
Donatello sat down and held the ring out to April, a desperate look was written all over his face.
"Will you stay here with me?"
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CLIFFHANGER! I want to give my deepest thanks to Tenshiii7 for giving me the ring idea from my dictionary drabbles! Your brilliant! For now, please review! ~PurpleKittyFangirl