Hi everyone! This is the first time I introduce myself in this story… so hi! My name is Crazytortuga, and I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far! I really want to apologize for this late update! But this chapter was particularly difficult to write! I even ended up doing three different versions of it, but in the end I did a mix of all of them and I think it went well…or at least I hope so.

I also would like to take a moment to thank all the wonderful people that has reviewed the story so far; guardian of durins line, Leetah1999, Larka13, TheLadyOfSouls and CherryBloom123. I really appreciate it a lot! You are amaaa-aaazing!

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There's no one but you

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Chapter 4: Mikey's type

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For some strange reason, as soon as I saw Michelangelo under the room's bright light, the first thing that came to my mind was that famous scene from the original Jurassic Park movie. That where the giant T-Rex is attacking a jeep during a thunder storm and some guy wearing a safari hat yells, "Don't move! He can't see you, if you don't move."

I remember thinking that if T-Rexes were that easy to hide from, then they weren't scary at all; of course, later in life I found out that the T-Rexes not only could see just fine, whether the object was moving or non-moving, but that there was also quite a bit of evidence that their sight was extremely good, very possibly better than modern-day hawks and eagles.

Anyway, I still don't know why I thought following the advice of a movie, which was later proven to be scientifically wrong in so many aspects, would be the logical thing to do at that moment, but that was exactly what I did; I didn't scream, I didn't move, I didn't even blink, I just stayed there… immobile and waiting for the damn T-Rex to go away. That was the irrational response of my brain to this surreal experience.

''Yo! Earth to Mika…Are you alright babe?'' The sound of Mikey's voice brought me back to reality. How long has it been since I have just been staring at him without saying a word? I don't remember, but judging by his bored expression, I guess several minutes.

''You… aren't human'' I stated the obvious with a soft and shaky voice. Evidently, I was still having problems coming to terms with what my eyes were seeing, an enormous reptile looking monster, sitting in front of me on my bed.

''Nah, mutant'' he answered as he relaxed against the mattress. I have no idea how many humans he has met before me, but I could tell that I wasn't his first. He seemed way too used to this.

Mutant? What the hell is that? I was literally too stunned to react, a million thoughts jumped to my head right then ''Y- You are… some kind of… so- some kind of turtle?'' I actually wanted to say dinosaur, but the shell made me rethink my choice.

Mikey nodded excitedly, he seemed happy that I had guessed he was a turtle before anything else.

''So, do you like what you see baby cakes?'' he asked with a big cocky smile on his face while flexing his enormous biceps, veins popping out and everything. I didn't know if his intention was intimidate me or impress me by doing this, but it worked both ways with me. He could literally squish my head like a lemon with those arms.

I not a fiction fan, but I think everybody has wondered at least once how would to be like meeting an alien or a supernatural being. For some reason, I always thought that if the universe gave me the chance, my reaction would be amazed instead of scared. Because that would signify that this world has more surprises than what we have been told. Something that would help spice up a little bit more this mundane and infinite loop we all call life.

But all was bullshit, I wasn't excited, I wasn't discovering the mysteries of life or anything like that… I was terrified to the point I wasn't even able to scream for help. Fuck, I was wondering how I was going to be able to continue living peacefully knowing there are monsters like him really roaming around the world. Well, supposing I would continue living after this…

My train of thought was abruptly interrupted when I felt a pair of hands grabbing my feet ''EEK! S- Stay away'' I pleaded in the most pathetic voice I had heard myself produce and recoiled back until my back hit the bed frame.

He chuckled at my reaction ''Sorry, I thought a massage would help you relax'' he said, lifting his arms in surrender.

Even breathing became difficult in that moment ''this isn't happening! This is just a nightmare. I will just breath, and when I open my eyes everything will be fine…'' Gingerly, I gave him a side look from the corner of my eye and he flashed me a big toothy grin, which instead of making him look less threatening just creeped me out even more.

''A- Are you here to… e-eat me?'' that seemed like the more rational explanation for me at that time.

Mikey's expression suddenly changed from happy to shocked, and for a second I feared having offended him with my question, until his face lighted up into the same big goofy grin he had before ''Pfff… eat you?'' He laughed so hard that even his large hand wasn't able to muffle the sound of it ''babe… you are hilarious!'' he kept laughing while patting his knees. I have to admit that for a microsecond my fear melted into annoyance ''but, I don't eat humans, I prefer pizza…'' he wiped a little tear that had managed to escape from his eye.

I frowned, despise his friendly demeanor and the permanently plastered beam on his face, I had the feeling that something wasn't quite right with Mikey, and I confirmed it the moment he grabbed my face and made me look directly into his eyes ''but I like humans to do other things…'' he grinned.

With my face still trapped in his hands I saw my frightened expression reflected on his jet black pupils, and even thought I tried my best to hide the utter disgust his bold and sickening insinuation made me feel, I couldn't help but let it shown on my face when I asked ''you like humans… in that way?'' If he noticed it, then he just decided to ignore it, or maybe it just wasn't anything new for him. After all, I wasn't his first.

''Human girls'' he corrected ''Well duh… it's not like there are any female mutant turtles around, and even if there were, I would still like human girls more'' he said matter-of-factly.

I jerked my head out of his grip and immediately lowered my sight ''Holly shit; I know I have months complaining about being single… but this? REALLY?'' I was obviously busy dealing with many complex emotions inside my head. Reason why, I didn't put much thought into my next stupid question ''How could you know that?''

With a smile that almost split his entire face in two and that sent shivers running down my spine, he gripped both of my legs and yanked them to his sides. I squealed in surprised when I lurched forward because of the sudden pull and accidentally landed my palms over his plastron trying to regain my balance ''EEK, I'M TOUCHING HIM'' I whimpered in my mind as I found myself in contact with the creature.

''Well there are a lot of reasons baby cakes'' we were so close that I could perfectly detail every scale on his inhuman face and count every thread of his tattered orange mask ''like how soft their skin feels…'' as soon as he said that, one of his thick fingers began tracing an imaginary line in one on my thighs. I jolted because of the sudden contact an ended up hitting my head with the wall behind me. He didn't seem to care tough.

''Hmmm your skin feels like marshmallows'' he was now using all his three fingers to stroke my legs. All I wanted in that moment was to push him away, but when I tried it was as pointless as trying to push a brick wall.

''S- Stop'' I pleaded as his hand went up to the sides of my stomach.

Tears started to fall, and between my struggled, desperation and revulsion he continued telling me the reasons why he preferred human girls ''and I like girl's hair a lot… is so pretty and always smells so good'' he buried his face into my hair and started nuzzling against it ''Yours smell like…'' he took a long and deep breath and his voice suddenly dropped from delighted to disgusted ''booze and… like that human male sleeping on your couch… I don't like it'' he looked at me with a cranky expression. Like the one a child wears when they don't want to eat their vegetables.

My eyes went directly to the door ''Like that human sleeping on your couch…?'' it took a second for his words to make sense inside my mind before I gasped ''Johnny!'' I had completely forgotten about him ''how did you knew he was here? If you did something to him I-''

He obviously was too busy playing with the hem of my bra to pay any attention to what I was trying to say ''But more importantly… I love how defenseless chicks are… they are so cute and weak… I can overpower them so easily'' his innocent-like expression didn't even flatter after saying such a horrible thing.

''Oh…th- that's bad Mikey… you cannot overpower girls'' the my teeth clenching barely let me speak.

Gently, he wiped the tears running down my cheeks ''don't be so scare Mika, I will be good with you'' he loosened his grip on my legs and I took that opportunity to hug my knees to my chest in a pathetic attempt to get away from his attentions. The fact that I was still on my underwear really didn't help me at all.

He rolled his eyes '' why are you covering yourself? I had already seen everything…well, almost everything'' taking a small dagger out of nowhere he skillfully twirled it between his large fingers before proceeding to shredder into little pieces my really expensive La perla underwear set, together with what was left of my dignity.

''N-NO'' I shouted, instantly covering my now bare chest with my arms.

He made a cat call whistle ''Wow that's what I'm talking about'' effortlessly, he pulled my arms out of the way ''Mmmhhh baby cakes you are beautiful… even though I prefer them a little bit larger''

My face grew hot ''Please… don't do this please…EEK'' he cupped one.

''Yeah, I definitely like them bigger, how big are yours? like a C? Well, that's not too bad'' he half shrugged as he began squeezing.

Fuck you! I have never felt so humiliated in my life… I was completely overpowered. How come that nobody has called the police? I'm pretty sure at least someone should have heard me crying by now. Stupid useless neighbors! They complain every time I invite friends over or play loud music, but when I'm about to be raped they just don't give a damn, what a sick world! Or maybe is just my terrible luck playing against me again. It's is Johnny still outside? How come he won't help me? Oh right… he was practically dead because of the alcohol. Aff, if at least I was able to run.

''Ughh…'' I whimpered when I felt a sudden pressure between my legs

''Mmmhh, you feel so warm'' he said as he rubbed one of his thick finger around my entrance ''Funny, now that I think about it that's another thing I like about human women… they are always warm…except when they are dead of course that's when I don't like them anymore'' How he managed to sound so innocent even while saying things like that it was beyond my comprehension.

His movements were really crude and fast ''s- s-top it h-hurts'' I began squirming like a wild animal ''Mikey…stop!''

''Ups! Sorry baby cakes I will try to be gentler…'' he slowed down and began doing circling movements ''It's that better?''

''N- NO!'' more out of reflex than an act of bravery, I took advantage of the fact that my one good leg was free and tried kicking him in the face.

''Wow someone is angry, isn't it?'' he chuckled as he grabbed my ankle.

I felt impotent, he was nonchalantly touching my most private place and I couldn't do anything about it ''Stop touching me you FUCKING MONSTER'' I spitted with so much anger that I couldn't believe that was my voice.

He froze for a minute, and in that moment of silence a strange trepidation invaded me ''Shit… he's pissed''

Suddenly and without any warning, he pushed me out of the bed with so much force that made my head bounce against my night table, before landing face down over the hard cold floor. The overwhelming pain took the air out of my lungs and left me speechless.

''Gezz… just when I was thinking that you had finally calmed down…'' still sprawled on the floor I saw his shadowed feet planted in front of me. All the lights were off again and from my position on the floor he looked even bigger than he already was, I remembered the T-rexes again.

He crouched in front of me ''I just wanted to take care of you Mika! Why do you have to make it so hard?'' he sounded irritated.

In the darkness I could only see the part of his face touched by the street light coming through the window. The dim light did especially good job high lightening his icy-blue eyes… they were indeed stunning… death-like and devoid of all emotions, but still beautiful.

''…'' as I tried to speak a coppery taste invaded my mouth, and I realized I had cut my lip in the fall.

''Shit! You are bleeding babe'' he picked me up and sat me down on the edge of the bed ''I'm sorry Mika… I didn't want to hurt you… I'm sorry'' he starting sounding like a kid again. I felt sick.

My vision became blurry ''Go away… please'' my voice was barely a whisper.

''Don't cry Mika I'm so-''

''GO AWAY'' my eyes widened in fear after realizing I had just yelled at him and I instantly covered my mouth with my hands.

His face turned sorrowful ''Of course I will leave baby cakes. The sun will rise soon and I have to be home before that'' he said sheepishly.

I breathed again… he said he was living. Thank God.

''But you are coming with me''

''Whu- What?'' Excuse me?

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Knock…Knock…

''Mika…? Are you still sleeping?''

Jonathan Pierce, or Johnny as his friends liked to call him, has been planted in front of Mika's bedroom's door for at least ten minutes, feeling like the universe biggest idiot. Not only he had gotten extremely drunk in a failed effort to impress her, but he also made her drag his unconscious body for only God knows how far till her apartment… and with a hurt ankle!

'' I know you told me not to wake you up… but I didn't want to leave without apologizing first…''

Dragging a hand over his face, he was internally praying that the silence he has been answered with meant that she was a heavy sleeper and not because she despised him.

From this day on, Johnny has made the solemn promise of never drinking alcohol again, and not only because he made such a fool on himself last night, but also because he had woken up with the heaviest headache of his life. It was so strong it didn't even feel as a hangover headache, it felt more as if someone had literally punched him on the face, and the fact of having a really bizarre and vivid memory of the incredible hulk punching him in the face just made everything worst.

''…Sigh… I'm really ashamed about last night I can't believe I just blacked out like that…I'm really sorry, I know you are probably very upset… but let me make it up to you please…''

Discouraged by the lack of answer, he turned back to leave and was almost at the end of the short hallway that separated her room from the living room, when he felt a soft breeze touch the back of his neck followed by the squeaky sound of a door opening behind him.

''Mika…?'' Johnny asked, scooting closer to the door again.

He didn't mean to peek; given it was a girl's room. But the door had opened wide enough to give him a perfect view of the inside. However, he didn't find her there.

''Did she go out?'' he wondered ''that's weird… I'm up since pretty early and I never saw her leave''

Suddenly, a chilly autumn breeze came through the bedroom's window and sent out flying a pile of papers resting over a desk. Not giving it much thought, he rushed inside to pick up the mess. He tensed after realizing he had just intruded inside Mika's room totally uninvited, but after making a quick scan he confirmed he was alone.

''Uff'' he huffed while closing the bedroom's window ''It's starting to get chilly. I hope she hadn't sleep with her window open''

Once he finished placing all the fallen papers in order, he began staring at the overall room decoration. His palms became sweaty as soon as he realized he was inside the room of the girl he has fancied since starting college. ''So… this is Mika's room…'' he thought with a smile, it indeed reflected a lot of her personality. Plus, for a girl who spends most of her time sleeping over her studio desk, she surely had made this place look pretty cozy.

What caught his attention the most, apart from the obscene quantity of shoes and bags displayed like trophies over wall shelves; were the thousands of pictures exhibited over the wall beside her desk. He assumed they were all photographs of her family and friends from back home ''she looks so happy…'' he mused in his head. It's not as if Mika wasn't a cheerful person in general, but he has definitely never saw her look as happy as she appeared to be on those pictures ''well, maybe when she gets drunk''

The image of one particular girl was the most recurrent one ''she must be her big sister...they definitely looked alike'' he had heard what have happened to Mika's older sister from her friend Maddie. He was a single child so he couldn't even imagine how great the pain of losing a sibling could possibly feel. He became sad just thinking about it.

''AHEM…'' The sound of someone clearing his throat startled him out of his thoughts.

''Gezz! Mika I'm sorry I didn't meant to enter your-''

Surprised wasn't enough of a word to describe how Johnny felt when he encountered what seemed to be Conan the barbarian leaning against the door frame.

''Who…?'' he titled his head in confusion.

'' I could ask the same thing to you pal'' the tall and bulky man replied.

Johnny didn't know why, but he didn't like this guy one bit ''I'm one of Mika's friends from school. My name is Jonathan''

''Aham…'' The stranger answered with clear disdain as he removed his wayfarer and tucked them inside his leather jacket ''Listen kid, I don't wanna be rube but can you please take off?'' he said while jerking his thumb towards the door.

Johnny arched a brow and crossed his arms over his chest in an attempt to look a little bit more intimidating ''I'm sorry, but who are you exactly?''

The bulky guy swaggered inside the room ''name's Casey, Mika's boyfriend'' he said casually.

''WHAT? Boy- Boyfriend?'' Johnny didn't even tried to dissimulate his shock ''She doesn't have a boyfriend!'' he said a little bit too quickly ''she never mention anything about-'' he made brief pause and looked at the strange man up and down before adding ''don't you think you are a little old to be dating a twenty one years old?''

Casey smirked ''what can I said? She likes real men'' he was having a really hard time trying not to snicker, teasing this guy was just too funny ''plus…how else would I have her house keys?'' he showed him little game of keys with a lot of girly keychains on it… definitely Mika's.

Johnny's mouth fell agape ''Where is she? I need to talk with her''

''She's not here… she moved to my place and asked me to pick up some of her stuff''

''Mo- Move…? but-'' Johnny couldn't even finish his sentence when Conan- sorry Casey, gripped his shoulders with a well-toned arm and, with an incredible force, started dragging him out of the room and conducing him until the apartment's door.

''Yeah, yeah I know is hard to swallow pal'' he said as they walked ''this is yours right?'' he asked lifting Johnny's jacket from the couch and tossing in over the poor, bewildered guy's face.

''Wait!'' Johnny finally reacted once he was push outside the apartment.

''I think the best you can do is move on pal… I know it's hard, but chicks come and go that's life'' Casey gave him a few sympathetic pats on the shoulder ''Oh! and nice mustache by the way'' then he closed the door, laughing.

Still frozen in front of the apartment, Johnny still couldn't believe what had happened ''She has a boyfriend'' he whispered to himself ''and he's an asshole!''

He decided to phone Mika just in case, but her cellphone was dead. However, before putting his cellphone back on his pocket he saw his 'mustache' reflected on the screen … it was a sharpie draw mustache.

Feeling really sore and heartbroken, Johnny finally left with too many question roaming his head.

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To be continued...