A/N: Sorry, it's been a while. I've had a HUGE writers block with this chapter.
Taking a deep breath, Laila was silent, and couldn't hide shock. She merely just gave him a hug for a few minutes, before heading up to her room. Closing the door, she laid on her bed and sighed. Why was it so difficult to be around him as of late? If anything, Laila wished it wasn't that hard. What if he thought she was cheating on him? Maybe next time she went out with the guys, he could come too. Checking her hair in the mirror, she sighed and had to restrain herself from breaking it before she got a text. Picking up her phone, her eyes widened and she nearly dropped her phone like she did that one night.
It's me Laila, I may have not gotten to kill you before, but I will now.
Shutting off her phone, she left to notice the guys watching a movie. Flipping over the couch, landing on the cushion besides Raph, she got another text.
You will die..and no one can save you! Then the phone went to static, freaking her out as she dropped the phone.
"What was that?"
"I wish I knew."