You look at your phone, its red case flashing in the light. It had vibrated maybe twenty minutes ago yet you still hadn't answered it. Almost reluctantly, you take the phone into your hand and undo the passcode. Of course the texted had been from Donatello.

You had expected that.

Hey, Raphael, I know you haven't spoken to me in two months, but things at home are getting pretty bad. Text me?

You sigh. Why hadn't you been texting him? Maybe it was because you were sick of being made fun of for hanging out with the dweeb.

"But he's like my little brother," You argue with yourself. "Have I really ignored him just to save my reputation?"

You tap the text bubble and begin to text back for the first time in two months.

Hey, Donatello, I'm sorry for ignoring you for so long. Talk to me?

You press send.

You wait maybe an hour.

You begin to freak out.

Things get bad at his house, you think, do you think his parents…no, they never go that far. But with the way he thinks…

Your eyes snap open. "He could be in danger!" You say to yourself. You fling your door open and jump down the entire flight of stairs. You never touch one stair. You land right on the floor.

You run towards the front door and fling it open, not bothering to tell your own parents that you're going out for a bit. You run down the street.

He could be dead! You shout at yourself mentally. He's always had low self-esteem! He could have broken tonight!

You run towards his house, the cool, crisp, November air eating away at your bare skin that wasn't covered by your T-Shirt and ripped jeans. As you get near his house you see Leonardo and Michelangelo standing outside the door, pounding on the door.

No cars are there.

That could be good.

But that could be bad.

"No one's answering, and the door's locked." Leo tells you as you arrive at the front door.

"And his folks aren't here." Mikey adds.

You nod. "Stand back." You tell them. They obey you, and you take this chance to begin to ram into the door. You continue this.

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Crack!

The door flings open, the lock now lying on the floor broken. You along with Leonardo and Michelangelo run up the stairs towards Donatello's room. You fling the door open, the door smashing into the wall.

But that didn't seem to stir Donatello.

You along with the other two dart your eyes towards Donatello's bed. Your heart aches.

There he lies.

He's not in his PJ's.

He's not covered up.

He is breathing.

He has tear streaks along his face.

He's breathing through his mouth.

His left hand is resting on his stomach.

His right was still gripping his hair.

Your eyes direct towards the floor where you see his shattered phone. You walk over to it and kneel by it. "His phone was shattered." You say.

"How?" Mikey asks.

Your laugh is breathy and bitter and it only has one beat to it. "Any of our guesses, Mikey."

"He looks so pained." Leo tells the two of you.

"He's got no other friends besides us, Fearless." You remind him.

Leo sighs as he leans back against the wall. "If you can call us friends anymore. Look what we did to him."

You direct your eyes towards the resident genius. His ankle is bruised and swollen. You had seen him fall. You had heard the sickening crack. What had you done?

Nothing.

Because you were too worried that your reputation would be messed up. "Us being called friends isn't exactly an option here." You say, your Brooklyn accent as heavy as can be.

Mikey looks into your emerald green eyes with his own baby blue ones. "Do you think we can make it up to him?" He asked innocently.

You look back at the miserable looking teen with a mop of dirty-blonde hair. You cross your arms and lean back against the walls. "For all the heartbreak, pain, and misery we caused him? Not a chance. We can't make up for that, but we can maybe make a better future for him."

You watch as Mikey sits on the floor and leans back against Donatello's bed. "I was worried he was going to kill himself."

"Not alone there." Leo said, his ocean blue eyes closed, his dark brown bangs falling in his face.

You growl lightly, running a hand through your jet black hair. "Well, we're not going to let him do anything of the sort. We're here for him now, and he's not leaving our sides anytime soon."

The others nodded before resuming looking back at the purple teed teenager. "Should we, like, wake him up?" Mikey suggested.

You shrugged before looking back at Leo. "Should we?"

"Well," Leo said with a sigh, "he looks miserable in that sleep of his. Maybe we can brighten him up if we wake him up."

You look back at the bed and shrug, a new soft look in your eyes. You walk towards the bed and take his shoulder into you right hand. You gently shake him before shaking a bit harder.

He awakes with a jerk and with wide fearful eyes. When he realizes who is in the room, he slowly relaxes, but keeps his eyes alert. "Wh-What are you guys d-doing here?" He stuttered.

Mikey sat next to him on his bed, stroking his arm gently. "We were all worried you were going to do something drastic."

Donnie looked at Mikey, then at Leo, and finally at you. He stands up from his bed, tears once again falling from his eyes. From anger?

Despair?

Sorrow?

Betrayal?

You weren't quite sure.

"Just because you thought I was going to do something drastic you decided to stop ignoring me?! Is that it?! It's like I'm not even alive anymore! It's like you guys repaired my broken heart then one by one threw me under the bus! Just because you think that I'm going to take my life, you suddenly start to care?!" He asked as he limped.

Mikey shakes his head. "No, Don, you've got it all wrong!"

"Then what's the correct answer because as far as I know, my answer is the right answer! You guys completely left me when I needed you most! Do you know what that's like?!" Donatello asked in a fit of rage. "Do you know what it's like to be rejected by everyone you come across?!"

You look at him in sorrow and sympathy. Nonetheless, you take him by the shoulders and shake him. "Donatello," you yell, "get a grip, man! Stop yelling and listen to us! We're trying to talk to you!"

"I don't care about what you have to say!" He yelled back. "What could you possibly have to say after two months of not speaking to me?!"

Leo shook his head and gripped Donnie's shoulders into his hands. "Donnie!" He yelled in his face. "Listen to us! We're trying to speak to you, but you won't let us get two words in without yelling at us! We understand that your mad at us, and we haven't been there for you when we should have, but we want to be there for you now. We want to fix this." Leo said, his voice calming over the more he spoke.

Donnie shook his head, silent tears falling from his eyes. "You can't fix this. I'm way too broken. You can't fix anything."

"But we want to, Donnie," Mikey said as he placed a hand on Donnie's shoulder. "We really do."

Donnie shook his head again but said nothing. And as fast as he had yelled at everyone, he fell to his knees, pressing his hands against his face, hiding his wet eyes and trying to muffle the sobs in the flesh of his hands. Your eyes soften as you kneel down to his height along with the other two.

"We want to help you. We really do. We're sorry for being gone for so long. We were too worried about our reputations. But we've realized our mistakes, and we really do want to help. But you have to let us in." You tell him. He doesn't look up at you; he keeps his hands buried deep in his hands.

"I can't take it anymore," He tells you through strangled sobs. "E-Everyone hates me. I d-don't want to do this anymore."

"And you don't have to," You tell him. You grab his hands into yours and you look into his red, puffy, maroon eyes. "Not alone at least."

He smiles sadly at you and you smile back. And all together he collapses into your chest. And you all hug him.

You.

Leo.

Mikey.

All of you do.

Maybe it's because you just realized how much damage you had actually caused him.

Who knows?

All that matters is that he was safe and in your arms.

A second chapter was created due to everyone needing to know what happened next. Lol you guys are awesome! Anyways, did you like it, love it, hate it? Let me know. Your opinion matters. :)