Chapter 7
Almost Lost
Alex walked into the apartment, an odd expression on her face. Elliot was sitting on the couch reading a file that rest on his lap. He glanced over his shoulder to see the girl, furrowing his brow at her odd expression. Ellie closed the file as Alex dumped her backpack on the floor in front of the couch and plopped down.
"What's with that look?" he asked. "Something wrong, Munchkin?"
"Kerry wasn't at school today," Alex told him.
"So? Maybe she's sick," Elliot told her.
"Kerry doesn't usually get sick," Alex told him. "And the last time she was, she went in and ended up being forced to leave. The next day she was out and she called me to ask me to get her work."
"Have you called her?" he asked.
"I tried when I left school but I didn't get an answer," she told him.
"It can't hurt to try again," he said.
"Yeah," she sighed. "I just get the feeling that something weird is going to happen."
"Just give her a call, I'm sure that'll clear everything up, Munchmallow," he assured her.
"I hope so," Alex muttered, pulling out her phone. She dialed Kerry's number and listened to the dial tone until Kerry answered.
"Yeah," Kerry said as she picked up the phone, her voice oddly flat, no inflection or mood in her tone. It was just...odd. "What's up, Alex?"
"Hey, is everything okay?" Alex asked. "You weren't at school today."
"Yeah, I'm fine," Kerry's voice said, continuing in a quick manner. "Mom called today and so I spent it with her."
"That's nice," Alex said. She wasn't convinced everything was okay though. "How is your mom?" she asked, trying to fish something out of her. Chances are that her weird behavior was due to her mom.
"She's fine. My mom's fine," Kerry said shortly. "Alex. listen, I can't talk to you right now. I'll call you back when I can." She said quickly, rushing it out.
"O-Okay," Alex muttered. "But are you sure everything okay?"
"Yeah. Fine. Everythings...going to fine. Bye," Kerry said in a deadpan kind of way before hanging up on her, not allowing her to respond.
Alex heard the phone hanghang up and pulled it away from her ear to look at the End Call screen. "She hung up on me," Alex muttered to her brother.
"What?" he asked, looking at her shocked. "That doesn't sound like Kerry."
"Well, Kerry didn't sound much like Kerry either," she said. "Something's not right."
"Like what?" Elliot asked.
"I don't know," Alex admitted. "I'll ask her tomorrow, I guess."
Alex was silently freaking out as she paced around April's shop. The place was rather quiet, with April taking inventory while Alex was supposed to be manning the register. She was freaking out because Kerry wasn't in school again that day, and wasn't answering her calls. Again.
No one could get a hold of her at school, not Kiley or Emily. Even Phoebe got a voicemail. There was just nothing from the dark skinned girl, just radio silence. No one at Kerry's work had seen her either, the girl having called in sick for her shifts.
"Alex, you're going to wear a hole in the floor if you continue to pace like that," April told her, walking over with a buddhist statue in her hands. She set it on the shelf behind the register and turned to the younger redhead. "What's going on?"
"I can't get ahold of Kerry," Alex said. "Nobody can. She's not at school. She's not answering my calls or texts. I called the restaurant she works at and they said she called in sick. But when I called her yesterday to see why she wasn't in school, she told me she was fine and just talking to her mom. So she should have been in today."
"That doesn't sound like her at all," April frowned a bit, red brow furrowing as she put a hand to her chin in thought. "Do you think maybe it has something to do with her mom's call?"
"I don't know, maybe?" Alex muttered. "But she's not answering my calls or texts so she obviously isn't telling me what's up."
"Did you guys have a fight?" April asked concerned at the prospect.
"No," Alex answered. "Everything was fine the day before she didn't come in. I have no idea why she isn't talking to me."
"Well, has she said anything to Donatello? They're pretty close, right?" April thought.
Alex froze for a moment before turning on her heel to look at April. "I didn't think about that," she muttered, pulling her phone out of her pocket. "Can I?" she asked, seeing as she was working.
"Go ahead, it's not like anybody's here," April groaned.
"Thanks," she muttered, dialing Don's number as she walked into the back storage room. She was rather disappointed when Don didn't' answer his phone. However, Donatello had a habit of ignoring his phone while he was working on things in the lab. So Alex dialed Raph's number.
"Hey Alex, whatcha need?" Raph grunted into the phone, the sounds of a wrench cranking in the background making it obvious he was working on his bike again.
"Hey Pumpkin," she said with a smirk. "Whatcha wearing?" she asked teasingly.
"For you baby, nothing." Raph joked right back at her.
Alex moaned, going along with it. "Oh, too bad I'm not there to take advantage of that."
"Oh man, babe why you leavin me high and dry?" Raph chuckled. "What's up?"
Alex gulped. She couldn't believe she had just messed around when something weird was going on with Kerry. "Actually, something weird's going on," Alex told him, sitting down on the floor, her back against the wall.
"Werid? What's weird?" Raph asked as the sound stopped as he got up. "You guys okay?" he asked in concern for both her and her brothers.
"Uh, yeah, yeah," she told him. "It's just," she didn't know how to put it. "Have you guys talked to Kerry today or yesterday?" she asked.
"No," Raph said. "But of course me and her aren't exactly texting buddies, as you very well know."
"Right," she muttered, running a hand through her hair. "Could you ask Don for me? I tried calling him but he didn't answer."
"Yeah, and now that you mention it. Don seems to be well...depressed. So maybe she hasn't texted or called him. But I'll check." Raph said and the sounds of footsteps and a door opening and closing sounded. He made his way down the hall and to his brothers lab.
"Thanks, Raph," Alex told him. "I mean, I hope it's nothing, but you know me. I'm a worrier."
"Yo! Brainiac! You didn't answer your phone, you got a phone call!" He yelled. Then there was the sound of the phone changing hands.
"Don?" Alex asked.
"Alex?" Don asked slowly. "What's up? Sorry I didn't answer, phones acting weird."
"Hey, don't worry about it," she told him. "Have you talked to Kerry at all the past couple of days?" she questioned.
"N-Not even a single text." Don mumbled a bit. "Have you heard anything? I'm getting a bit...distressed." He sighed slightly.
"I talked to her for, like, two minutes yesterday on the phone. She wasn't at school. Said she was talking to her mom all day. Then she wasn't there again today and now she's not answering my calls at all."
"God," Don sighed again. "I-I thought maybe I said something or, or maybe she's pissed about something and talked to you about it. Has anyone seen her?"
"No," Alex muttered. "I'm kinda starting to freak out here, Don."
"Starting too? Tch, Alex I'm going into a panic now." Don groaned. "T-This isn't like her. Leo, Mikey, are you sure you've heard nothing from Kerry?" he asked and there were some verbal replies. "They haven't heard from her, and Mikey went to pick up a burger during her shift the other night but she wasn't there. Alex, this is really freaky, it's...I...something wrong."
"I know," Alex sighed, running a hand through her hair again. "I'm getting the same feeling."
"What's our move, Alex?" Don asked her seriously.
"I can stop over after my shift tonight," Alex told him. "I know where she keeps the spare key so if she doesn't answer I'll just let myself in."
"W-Won't she be pissed if you do? Kerry's not exactly the most, well, open person about her private life." Don muttered sadly.
"Do you really think I give a shit if she's pissed about it right now?" Alex asked.
"...No ma'am." Don gave a bitter laugh. "Alex, why do I get the feeling shit's going to hit the fan?" He swore a bit obviously in a bad mood.
"I don't know," she sighed. "But I feel it too, Don. I feel it too. You're welcome to come with me if you want."
"Did you think I'd say no?" Don grumbled to her.
"Of course not, it's only polite to ask," Alex said.
"Fuck manners," Don swore again. "I...I just want her to be okay."
"You and me both, Don," Alex said. "Want me to call when I'm off?"
"Yeah, I'll answer this time for sure. Let's find out what the hell is going on."
Alex knocked extremely loudly on Kerry's apartment door, much louder than was absolutely necessary. She waited next to Don for an answer. Silence echoed in the quiet hallway, no sign of life until a door was opened...next door though. Esme stepped out in the hallway, dressed in shorts and and tank top.
"A-Alex?" The woman asked blinking at her. "Oh thank god!" she said hands to her mouth.
"Esme? What's wrong?" Alex asked.
"It's Kerry!" The older woman said in a panicked rush. "I haven't seen her leave her flat in days. I heard crashing and crying a few days ago but that's it. I banged on the door for her to let me in but she told me to go away."
"She was crying?" Don muttered, his expression pained.
"Did she tell you what was wrong?" Alex asked, putting a comforting hand on Don's arm.
"No, I tried over and over again for two hours but after she told me to leave it be she was silent. I wanted to call you but I didn't have your number," Esme said her voice tearful as her grey eyes watered a bit.
"That's it," Alex grumbled, Grumping up to grab the spare key she always hid on top of the door frame. "Fuck being polite. I'm letting myself in."
"May I?" Esme asked taking a step on her prosthetic to follow, Jax at her heels.
"You're more than welcome to join us," Alex told her. Alex unlocked the door and put the key back before entering the apartment. She held the door open for the others before shutting it.
The apartment was a complete mess, broken glass scattered across the wooden floor and chairs toppled over. It was completely dark, no lights on at all in the entire place, giving it an abandoned an eerie feeling to it.
"Kerry!" Alex called, worried that someone had broken in and hurt her. She turned on a light and rushed towards the bedroom.
"No!" Kerry's voice sounded from the other side and a weight shoved against the door before a lock sounded. "Get the fuck out, Alex!"
"Kerry?" Esme called in worry, moving slower to avoid the glass with her bare feet.
"Fucking hell! How many people did you let in here?!" Kerry swore at her again.
"Kerry? What's going on? Are you alright?" Don asked, placing a hand against the door. Kerry didn't swear or make a sound for a moment.
"Get out," she said softly and the sound of someone sliding down the door on the other side resounded in the silence.
"We're not going anywhere until you tell us what's going on, Kerry," Don said. "You're not acting like yourself. It's scaring us."
"Just tell us what's going on and we can try and fix it, Kerry," Alex told her.
There was another round of silence before it was broken by the sound of someone crying to themself.
"Kerry?" Esme asked, sounding close to tears herself. "Kerry?"
"It can't be fixed." Kerry sniffed.
"You don't know that," Don said. "Remember, I'm good at fixing thing," he tried to tell her lightly, to get her to stop crying. "Just come out, please?" he begged.
Slowly, agonizingly slow and quiet, a decision was finally made. The sound of a door unlocking sounded and the door creaked open, revealing a pale Kerry, make-upless and bandaged up on her legs. and arms.
"Sorry I'm not dressed for entertaining." She grumbled to them. "That's what you get for coming unannounced."
"Kerry," Don muttered, stepping closer to Kerry. "What's going on?"
"I'm leaving." Kerry said darkly, green eyes seeming almost black at the moment.
"Leaving?" Esme asked her softly. "What do you mean, Sweetie? What happened to you?"
"The country, I'm leaving the country and I'm not coming back." Kerry said looking at Alex, putting her hands up. "Surprise."
"What do you mean you're leaving the country?" Alex gaped.
"My mom is so fucking pissed." Kerry grumbled slightly. "She's sending me to England, to a boarding school for the rest of the year. Tea anyone?" She asked pushing past them to head to the kitchen."
"W-What?" Don gasped. "B-But why? Why is she mad? Why would she do this?"
"Because I fucked up." Kerry grumbled as she finally turned on a light, wincing a bit at the brightness as she got out her kettle. In the light she looked even worse. How long had she locked herself in her room? Did she even come out to eat? "Remember my Biology exam, the one with the slides I was so worried about?"
"The one I helped you get ready for?" Don asked.
"The one you got a good grade on because of how hard you worked on it?" Alex asked.
"The one you pranced around the building showing off?" Esme asked as well.
"All of the above." Kerry grumbled as she put some hot water on. "Well, as I worked hard on that one, I guess I wasn't paying attention to my pre-calculus work and got blindsided with a random pop quiz." The girl glared at the ground. "Didn't see it coming, of course, I mean, pop quiz. I didn't fail, but I didn't exactly get a great grade on it. Dropped my grade down to a C."
"So she's mad you're not doing so hot in math?" Alex gaped.
"Yep," Kerry said popping the 'p'. "Any preferences? Camomile or Passion Fruit Lipton?" she asked opening a cabinet.
"Neither," Alex muttered. "Did you try explaining everything to her?"
Kerry grumbled at her attitude, as if she were the problem here, and got down the Passion Fruit. "You've met my mom, well conversed over my phone on a sketchy line, but same thing with my family. She holds our lineage to the utmost standards. I'm a Medina, we're champions, we're scientists, we're the strongest, smartest, and the best. Except for me, apparently." Kerry mumbled eyes going dark again.
"T-That's not right," Esme grumbled a bit.
"That's not true!" Don protested. "You're extremely smart! You always take on anything you set your mind to!"
"Don's right, Kerry," Alex said.
"And look where that got me. I can't just be smart, I need to be the best! The brightest! But I'm fucking not!" Kerry swore, slamming the kettle down as she went to pour some into a tea cup. "No child of hers will be mundane, she wants to know...why I am so ordinary." Kerry mumbled quietly after her temper tantrum.
"You're human, Kerry," Esme told her. "That's all anybody can ask you to be."
"Plus, you're anything but ordinary," Alex told her.
Kerry took a drink of her tea, shaking a head a bit as the warm liquid burned her throat. "Thanks for the cheering up guys, but nothings going to change. My plane leaves Friday."
"Friday!" Alex and Don gasped.
"She can't do that!" Alex protested.
"Oh hoho she can, trust me. I tried to say she can't and got my ass chewed out a second time." Kerry grumbled a bit.
"Kerry, have you tried talking to your mother calmly?" Esme asked. "Or maybe compromising?"
"Have you seen the living room?" Kerry blinked at her before rubbing her temple a bit. "Did I clean up the glass and forget? Days kinda blur together now." she huffed as she walked passed them.
"Stress and anxiety can do that to anybody," Esme told her.
"B-But you can't go," Don muttered, tears welling up in his brown eyes. Kerry froze a bit and turned to look at him.
"S-Shit Donnie." Kerry glowered, but her lower lip started shaking. "You think I want too? You think I want to just drop everything when I was so happy?"
"You can't go," he said, the tears slipping out. "You have a family here. She can't take you away from that, can she? She can't take you away from us. From me."
"D-Don, don't cry, please?" Kerry asked though tears spilled out her eyes too. She took a hesitant step to him, hand shaking as it reached out to, touch him, comfort him, anything. "I-I don't want to go. I don't want to leave you."
"T-Then don't." he said, stepping forward. "Please don't go. Tell her no. Tell her you'll do better. That you'll try harder. I can help. We all can. Just…" He grabbed Kerry's arms as he begged her. "Just please don't leave me."
"I tried!" Kerry said hiccupping. "I promised to try harder, to take extra collage classes this summer, I swore, begged, cried, and broke things. But she thinks that won't be good enough, that I need structure. But I don't! I need you!" Kerry said crying a bit, not ashamed at what she was saying, or that she had no make up on, or that she was blubbering like a baby.
Don pulled Kerry into his arms tightly, holding on for dear life. In his mind, if he held on as tightly as he could, she couldn't possibly leave. There wasn't a chance in the world that she'd be able to go away. Not if he held on tight enough.
"You can't go," he muttered into her hair. "Not now. Not ever. I can't…." It was extremely hard for him to get the words out. "I can't lose you, Kerry." He pulled back slightly, putting his hand under her chin to tilt her head up to look at him. Their faces were extremely close, their noses brushing. "Kerry, I…" Don looked her in the eyes before slowly closing them and leaning in and gently placing a hesitant, meaningful kiss to her lips.
Kerry's crying ceased for a moment in shock before new tears tracked down her cheeks as she kissed him back, knowing she was only hurting her self more by doing so. Her arms wrapped around him as she pressed closer, shaking in almost physical pain from their first and final kiss.
Alex huffed and turned away from the two heartbroken teenagers. Of course, leave it to them to kiss now, when things were at their worst. Kerry would be leaving and they wouldn't be able to see each other. It would break them. She ran her hands threw her hair in complete disbelief, hot tears running down her cheeks. It was unfair. This couldn't have been happening. Not to them. She couldn't believe Kerry was leaving. Her best friend was leaving the country and who knew it she'd ever see her again.
Alex had lost Fred, the guy who had been her best friend since elementary school. She lost her parents. Now she was going to lose Kerry too? She couldn't. She wouldn't. She was one of the only reasons Alex was doing better after what happened with her parents. If Kerry left, who knew what would happen. She'd be a wreck. It would wreck not only her, but Kerry as well.
Kerry didn't take starting new in a brand new place well. She got picked on and she didn't deal with that well, look at what happened with Amanda. The only reason that was dealt with was because of Alex and the guys. What would happen in England? Would they like her accent, or would they make fun of her too?
Alex couldn't let that happen to Kerry. Not again. Not ever. She couldn't let her heart break from leaving the only sister she ever had. The only brothers. The only guy she ever really fell completely head over heals for. She couldn't let her give up her life there with them because of one stupid quiz and a stupidly stubborn mother that wasn't ever even around for her daughter.
That was when Alex saw Kerry's phone on the floor. The screen was now cracked from being thrown, but looked as if it still worked. Alex picked it up with the intention of giving it back to Kerry, but then got an idea.
She had only met her mom once. She was a stubborn woman, she knew that. What was she heartless? She did care about Kerry enough to want her to do well in life, so she would want her to be happy, right? What if Alex and Don talked to her, tried to reason with her. They would be more level headed than Kerry would be, that was for sure.
But Kerry would never be up for it. She would think nothing would change her mother's mind. She wouldn't even let them try, most likely.
So what if she didn't know they did it? It couldn't hurt Kerry's chances, could it? Alex looked down at the phone for a moment before glancing back at Don and Kerry. They had to try. She slipped the phone into her pocket and turned back to her friends. She was met with no longer tearful grey eyes. Esme's eyes had hardened with a strange and kind of scary determination. She looked at Alex with pierced lips. As Don and Kerry pulled away she clear her throat.
"Donatello, Alex. I'm sorry but can you two give me some time with Kerry. I'd like her to catch her breath and discuss options with her," Esme said gently mostly to the boy.
"I-I don't want to l-" Don started to protest.
"Don, it's okay," Alex said, walking over to pull him out. "Trust me, I've gotta tell you something." Kerry looked at him desperately as he pulled away.
"I'll show you two out," Esme said and eased Kerry down onto the couch. "Stay Jax," she ordered and her service dog hopped up the couch, licking the darker skinned girls face.
"W-Why are we leaving? We can't leave," Don frantically asked once they were in the hallway.
"Because I have Kerry's phone," Alex whispered to him.
"W-Why do you have her phone?" he asked. "Why is th- Oh. Are we doing what I think we're doing?"
"Yes, Brainiac," Alex teased. "We're gonna make a case Mrs. Medina can't refuse."
Esme soon stepped out into the hall, rushing over to her door and pulling out her spare key. She turned around and shoved it into Don's hand. "Here." Esme said to them. "I'll keep her breathing for the moment. Use my apartment so you'll be close."
"Thank you," Alex told her.
"Alex you need to hurry." Esme said, dead serious. "We don't know when Mrs. Medina will have signal and the next time could be after Kerry leaves."
"Will do," Alex said, pulling Don into the woman's apartment quickly. The moment she was inside, Alex found the number in Kerry's contacts and dialed, putting the phone on speaker. The two went over to the couch and sat down, placing the phone on the coffee table.
The phone was answered rather quickly, and her mother sounded oddly distressed.
"Kerry?! Kerry are you alright? You haven't answer my calls."
"Mrs. Medina?" Alex asked, "This is Alex and Donatello."
"O-oh," Dawn Medina said sounding shocked. "Oh, right. My daughters best friends correct? Is she okay?"
"If being an emotional wreck is okay, then yes," Alex told her. "She's not good, to be quite honest with you, Ma'am and I can't blame her. She told us they you were sending her to a boarding school in England. Is that right?"
"Oh goodness. Is she having an episode?!"
"An episode?" Don asked. "I'm sorry, I don't follow."
"...Oh, the boy. Hello Donatello was it? Yes tell me, how are her speech patterns, exactly how distressed has she been acting? Any erratic or dangerous behavior?"
"She's broken a lot of things," he told her. "But she's speaking just fine, I guess."
"W-well that's a relief." the woman sighed thankfully. "Anyway, yes. It's true I'm sending Kerry Lyn to a very nice boarding school in Manchester."
What kind of episode could make this a relief? Alex asked herself, but shook her head, knowing she needed to move quickly. Who knew how much longer they would have with Dawn Medina on the phone. "I-Is that really necessary, Ma'am?" Alex asked. "I mean, isn't England a little far?"
"Yes, it is far, but it's a necessary evil." The woman sighed. "My daughter needs the structure this school will provide. It's a very special school that will accommodate her needs very well. She needs this."
"B-But the only reason she didn't do well on that quiz was because she was worried about a practical in her bio class that counted for more than half of her average," Alex told her. "And Don's the reason she did so well on that."
"I-I can tutor her," Don muttered to the woman. "Every day if needed. J-Just please," he begged. "Please don't send her away."
"I'm sorry, but what exactly can you do?" Dawn said, probably not meaning it to sound as offensive as it came out. "I appreciate your helping her on her practical, but she obviously needs a knowledgeable tutor than can provide some grounding for her."
"Donatello's brilliant," Alex said. "He's the smartest person I've ever met."
"I can help her, I swear!" Don pressed. "Honestly, Ma'am. It's worth a chance, right? I mean, pulling her out of one school and sending her to another in a new country isn't going to do her or anybody any good. Her grades will fall."
"She'll be all alone," Alex added, trying to help. "What good will that do? Isn't it better to have her in a place where she's comfortable and has friends where she can learn? Where she can be happy?"
"...is she happy? Is my baby girl really happy there?" Dawn asked sounding so much more soft than ever before. She was cracking!
"From what I can tell, yes, she's happy," Alex said. "I mean, she has a family with me and my brothers. She has a family with the Hamato's. We all love and I know she loves us. She'd be doing the same thing for us right now if we were in her position. So you tell me. Does that sound like she's happy?"
"Well," Dawn said slowly. "If it was just her grades I would be fine with her staying. But there's the problem of more struct-"
"I can provide some structure Ma'am," a voice said from the door. Esme marched in, looking like a soldier going to war.
"Miss Perin? You're there?" Dawn asked in shock.
"Yes ma'am. And I'll take care of your daughter." Esme said nodding as if the woman was there, she looked at the two children on her couch. "I am a practicing physical therapist with a minor in psychology. I believe I can provide what you're looking for to keep her in line."
"I-I can't possible ask you to do that," Dawn said. "You're so young and-"
"I'm going to have to insist." Esme cut off, a rather un Esme-like thing to do. "I'll do it and that's final." she said eyes narrowing.
Silence filled the air.
"Very well then." Dawn said. "I'll cancel her plane."
"R-Really?" Alex gasped, hands clasped over her mouth.
"Y-You will? She can stay?" Don frantically asked.
"She can stay. Just so long as her grades don't drop any further and I hear about no incidents of concern," Dawn said. "Make sure she's happy," the woman seemed to beg, though it could be the static beginning to grow more and more apparent.
"Thank you so much," Alex told the woman. "And if it makes you feel any better, I wouldn't be in such a right state if it wasn't for Kerry. She helped me a lot after my parents died. Your daughter has one of the kindest hearts out there, Ma'am."
"I know," Dawn said, sounding almost proud. "She's my daughter. I wouldn't want her any other way. She is...far from ordinary. I'm sorry for your loss Alex."
"Thank you, Ma'am. And if you don't mind, we should go break the news to Kerry," Alex said.
"Of course. Goodbye kids, get some rest. You too, Miss Perin." Dawn said as the connection deteriorated.
The group migrated back over to Kerry's apartment to tell her the great news. Esme had seemingly confirmed the girl to shower and change clothes.
"Okay, so this is what's happening," Alex said to Kerry casually when she entered room. "You're not going to England."
"Alex, don't kick me while I'm down." Kerry mumbled as she leaned against the wall, her body seemingly zapped of energy.
"No, really Kerry!" Don told her excitedly, walking over to her and taking by the arms. "You're not going to England!"
"Are you freaking planning on hijacking the plane or something?" Kerry mumbled looking at them as if they were high.
"No, we're not." Esme chuckled, a sweet smile on her face. "We convinced your mother to allow you to remain here, with us."
"Y-You what?" Kerry blinked looking at them.
"I called your mom. Don and I talked to her," Alex told her, kicking her feet up onto the overturned coffee table. "Esme sealed the deal."
Esme blushed a bit. "I-I did no such thing. It was these two who fought so much to keep you here," she said hand brushing Alex's hair gently.
"B-But h-how...w-why...what?" Kerry asked, brain not computing at the shocking news, but tears started streaming down her cheeks.
"Seriously," Alex said, getting up. "Did you really think we would let you go without a fight, Fruitcake?"
"Y..you fought that hard for me," she mumbled. "I-I get to stay with you?" she asked looking between the three.
"No, you have to move to timbuktu," Alex said with a clear smirk to make sure Kery knew she was joking. "Of course you're staying here! You'll just have to settle with us instead of hot guys with English accents. Sorry!"
"O-oh damn it Alex. R-Ruined m-my chance t-to date a f-foreigner." Kerry mumbled hugging the girl around her neck tightly, as if scared it was a dream.
"You'll just have to settle for Donatello then," Alex whispered to the girl. She pulled back and winked, letting Don almost tackle the girl with a hug. The girl gasped as her feet left the ground as he spun her around once.
"I-I get to stay with you." Kerry mumbled, this time, no question in her mind. After getting over her shock she hugging him around his neck as well, forehead on his.
"You can stay," he whispered, staring straight into her green eyes, nuzzling her nose with his. "We fixed it."
"You can fix anything." Kerry mumbled, a soft kiss pressed to his lips. "Thank you." she said smiling a bit.
"I'd do anything for you, Kerry," he whispered to her.
"Uh, you're going to have to clean this place up if you're going to be staying," Alex muttered, pushing some glass with her shoe, ruining the moment.
"Yeah well, I was going to go when she dragged me out by my dead body." Kerry laughed thought tears. "You know me, dramatic is my thing."
"Are you sure you don't want to be an actress?" Alex asked.
"Nah, too much work." Kerry shrugged. "and with how much my mom expects of me, I won't have time for that." she laughed.
"True, but you will have time to clean up the apartment," Alex joked.
"Shut up, Dorkfish," Kerry shot at her with a smirk. "I'll do it in the morning."
"Love you too, Fruitcake!"