Chapter 19

The End

"Top or bottom?" Alex asked Kerry, continuing their conversation as they walked into the main room of the Hamato's place.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Mikey said, stopping the two girls. "Rewind please! I wanna hear this!"

"I'd be top. I'm always top." Kerry said ignoring Mikey.

"Well, it's a good thing I prefer bottom then," Alex thought. "Though top would be nice every once in a while."

"Please tell me you're talking about bunk beds," Leo groaned.

"But I really don't think top or bottom is the problem here." Kerry said. "The problem is making out."

"What?" Raph asked looking between the two girls.

"Which is a complete lie," Alex stated. "We're straight as boards!"

"What is going on?" Don asked.

"Why do I pretend I'm gay for you!" Kerry growled, hands thrown in the air.

"And why does it turn me on so much?" Mikey muttered to himself.

"Mikey!" His brothers yelled.

"This is all your fault, you know!" Alex accused. "All you had to do was leave the call last night!"

"What call?" Don asked.

"And what did you do on this call?" Mikey questioned. "Oh, please let it be good!"

"But no, you didn't! And you got us in this mess!" Alex said. "'Hey! I'm Alex's girlfriend!' Really?!"

"I thought everyone knew it was a joke!" Kerry argued. "These shippers are making me question my whole life!" she sobbed.

"Well, they do have a point. you don't have much of an ass, but you've got a nice rack," Alex said.

Donnie and Mikey blushed as they turned to look at Kerry, eyes on her chest before they nodded.

"You don't have either so I get nothing!" Kerry grumbled.
"Yeah, but I'm flexible, so it doesn't really matter," Alex said.

"Girls, what have we talked about," Leo began to scold.

"I don't know, what have we talked about, Leo?" Alex asked with a smirk.

"Yeah and a lot of the time when you talk, it shoulds like the adults from Charlie Browns." Kerry said with a shrug.

"I can honestly say that's not the case with me," Alex told him.

"So in the end, I think whenever I see you and your freaky face, I know I'm not gay." Kerry shrugged.

"Ouch," Alex muttered, placing a hand over her heart. "You've broken my heart, Fruitcake!"

"My dreams and fantasies!" Mikey complained.

"Mikey!" Alex groaned. "Seriously, you're going to admit that out loud after what happened the last time you did that?"

"You know me, I don't think before I speak!" Mikey said.

"That's evident," Alex muttered.

"But it's okay, they're kinda distracted right now," Mike added,

"What?" she asked, turning around to see what he meant.
Both Don and Raph were looking at one another with looks of determination, before both boys started to slowly inch towards the door. It took a another moment before both of them bolted it to the door, obviously trying to make it to the bathroom for a shower before the other.

Alex and Kerry both leaned out of the doorway to look down the hallway to see who won the race to the cold shower.

Don had snatched up an umbrella on his way passed the door and leaned down to hook the curved end around his brothers ankle causing the redhead to crash to the ground.

"Dude!" Raph growled as he looked up at his usually gentle and passive brother as he entered the room casually.

"All's fair in love and war, bro." Donnie said darkly as he closed the door behind him, Kerry burst out into laughter falling onto her back from the pain in her sides.

Alex exited the room and headed down the hallway. She knelt down next to Raph, gently placing a hand on his back. She leaned over to look at him in the eyes as she asked, "You okay?"

"No." he grumbled. "I need a shower." he grumbled.

"Oh Honey," she muttered sympathetically. She leaned in and pecked his lips softly, knowing very well that her action wasn't helping at all. She remained close, her lips brushing his as she stated, "You know, you could just take care of that in your room."

"Stop talking please!" Raph stated in a rush as he tried to stumble to his feet and get away from her before she made the problem became worse and even apparent.

Alex was left there staring as Raph ran into his room and slammed the door behind him. She wasn't alone for long, however, as Master Splinter walked up behind her and scared her when he cleared his throat.

"Alexandra," he said.

'Oh, sorry Master," Alex said, standing up. She bowed respectfully.

"May I speak with you in private, child?" he asked her.

"Uh, yeah," she answered. "Of course."

He lead her to the meditation room for some peace and quiet. He took his usual place on his cushion, while Alex sat down on the one in front of him, sitting on her knees.

"Is something wrong, Masters?" she asked.

"You have become very important to this family, Alexandra," Master Splinter stated.

"As have you all," she put in.

"You make them very happy, and better people," he added.

"Oh, thank you," she said blinking in shock from the sudden compliment.

"And it pains me to bring this ultimatum to you," he said.

"Ultimatum?" Alex asked, suddenly extremely worried.

"Yes, I have been informed that you are a member of an organization called the Guardians," he said. "And as you well know, I was one of the founding members of this group."

"Yes, you are held in high regards to not only me, but my brother and all of the Guardians," Alex said, nodding her head.

"And so it pains me to tell you I wish for my sons to have nothing to do with my former business," he said. "You must understand, the Guardians put themselves in great danger with the business they deal with. I want my sons happy and safe."

Alex was starting to see where he was going with this, and she didn't like it one bit. "T-That makes sense," she muttered, looking down at her hands in her lap.

"So, I must ask you to resign from your duties as a Guardian if you so wish to continue tutoring Michelangelo, or to be a part of this family," he stated. "If you do not resign, I am afraid I must ban you from this household."

Ban? she asked herself. She couldn't' see the guys? But she was so close to getting the person who murdered her parents. She couldn't let that slip up, could she? should she protect the guys and hunt the man down, leaving them behind in doing so, or let him remain free and still remain a part of the family?

"I wish I did not have to do this to you or my sons, Alexandra," he said. "But you must understand. Their safety in my main concern."

"I-I understand," she muttered, her face growing hot as she tried to compose herself. "A-And I respect your wishes."

"You will resign?" he asked.

Alex sighed. "No, Master," she stated.

"Then you must leave this house at once," he told her.

Alex bowed, the tears slipping out of the corners of her eyes. "As you wish, Master," she said before standing up. "I'll drop off the rest of my lesson plans for Don to work with Mikey in the mailbox." She gulped. "I'm sorry, Master."

"As am I, child," he said. "As am I."

Alex was beyond fidgety, that was quite evident to anybody that could see her. However, it was only her and Raph in her apartment. They were sitting on the couch together, watching a hockey game. Or rather, Raph was watching the hockey game. Alex was sitting there on the couch, one of her legs bouncing as she nervously tried to figure out how to go thru with what she had to.

She barely spoke to Raph. Alex was doing everything to try and avoid sitting close to Raph. She'd try and focus on the game, but she'd get distracted by her thoughts. She kept going to refill their drinks and snacks, even going as far as doing some of her homework.

"Hey, everything okay?" Raph asked her after 30 minutes of silence.

Alex jumped at the sound of his voice. She looked up at him quickly, before having to avert her eyes. "Uh, yeah," she muttered, looking back down to her homework.

"You've been acting weird for the past few days. Are you sure nothing happened?" Raph asked her once more.

"No, everything's fine, Raph," Alex sighed. I hate how well he knows me, she thought.

"Come on, I know you, something is up," Raph insisted.
"No, nothing is wrong, Raphael," she insisted sternly.

"Something is wrong, especially since you just called me Raphael." Raph insisted.

Alex scoffed, putting her work on the coffee table. She turned to Raph, obviously annoyed. "You know, Raph, despite how much you think you know me, you don't know everything about me," she pressed.

"I do know you, thank you very much, at least enough to know when something isn't right," Raph said narrowing his eyes. "I'm not stupid."

"Well, sometimes you prove otherwise," she started, rolling her eyes. She picked up her work and sat back, leaning away from her boyfriend.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Raph glared.

"Oh, you know very well what that means," she told him. "You're definitely not the brightest crayon in the box."

"Well excuse me for being so fucking stupid," Raph snapped at her. "I'm just some big hot head huh? Sorry for thinking that didn't matter when it came to my girlfriend."

"Yes you are a hothead," Alex stated. "And I never said you were stupid, Raph."

"You just did! You just said I'm not the brightest crayon in the box! Now I'm deaf too?"

"No, I didn't!" she protested. "That means you're not the smartest person I know, but it doesn't mean you're the stupidest!"

"It's basically a way of calling someone stupid in a polite way!" Raph rolled his eyes.

"Well, if that's what you think, then maybe you are!" she scoffed.

"So you really do think I'm stupid!" Raph snapped again.

"Jesus, Raph! Stop putting words in my mouth!" she yelled.

"I'm not putting words in your mouth!" Raph argued. "I'm reading between the lines, you always say I need to get the meaning being the words!"

"I don't think you're stupid, you idiot!" she yelled, standing up from her seat on the couch. Her vision was getting cloudy from tears welling up in her eyes. No, she thought. Don't cry. Don't cry, don't cry.

"That's contradictory!" Raph said getting up as well to be level with her.

"So what if it is? This whole thing is contradictory!"

"What thing? The argument?" Raph snapped.

"This whole thing!" she yelled. "You and me and this entire relationship!"

Raphael's expression darkened. "If you have such a problem with it then why bother!"

Alex's stomach dropped. This hadn't been how she had planned on breaking it off with Raph, but somehow that was where it lead. It made her sick knowing that she was hurting him. But she had to do it. She was putting him in more danger by staying with him while she was a Guardian.

"I don't know," she said, tears slipping down her cheeks.

"Then here, I'll make it easy on you," Raph grumbled as he went to the door, grabbing his jacket on the way out. "I'm done with you," he said and slammed the door behind him.

I'm done with you.

The words echoed and replayed in her head as she stood there, staring at the door. She held her breath, trying to prevent herself from sobbing.
I'm done with you.

It had almost been six months since Alex had met the guys and she never thought she would be such good friends with them. She never realized she would fall in love with Raphael. And she never realized she would be in so much pain breaking up with him in order to protect him.

I'm done with you.

He was done with her. He was completely and utterly done with her and that made her want to collapse right then and there. She saw Raph almost every single day for almost half a year and every time she saw him, he put a smile to her lips. He made her heart skip a beat and her heart flutter.

I'm done with you.

But now he was gone and all she could think about was that he was done with her. He didn't care anymore. He didn't want to put in anymore effort. And she knew she pushed him. She knew she said things she didn't mean in the heat of the fight due to her stress over what Master Splinter had said. But now he didn't care anymore.

I'm done with you.

And just like that, it was all over.

I'm gonna be sick, Alex thought, rushing to the bathroom. She got sick, tossing up the dinner she had made for her and Raph that night. Remembering that she had specifically made steak and pie for Raph that night made her sick again. And again until she was dry heaving into the toilet.

"Munchmallow?" A voice asked as knocks sounded on the door of the bathroom.

"Go away!" she groaned, dry heaving again. She coughed, running a hand through her hair, trying to pull it away from her sweaty face.

"...Okay that is doing the exact opposite of what you want right now. I'm not leaving now."

"Leave me alone!" she cried, She couldn't deal with with Elliott right now. She didn't want to deal with anything.

"Nope coming in." Elliot said and the door swung open. "You okay?" he asked kneeling down. "Eat something funky?"

"No," she muttered.

"Okay then, you getting sick?"

She shook her head, turning away from him.

"Are you dying?" Elliot asked her next.

"That's not funny, Ellie," she mumbled.

"Well if you just told me what's wrong I wouldn't have to ask," Elliot said.

Alex sighed, staring down at her hands. "Raph," she muttered, the name making her want to throw up again.

"...the fuck did that little bastard do." Elliot growled under his breath.

"I…" she muttered. "W-We broke up." she stated, not specifying who broke up with who.

"Why? I thought you two were working great together." Elliot mumbled with furrowed eyebrows.

Alex bit her lip, trying to fight the urge to cry again. "W-We were," she mumbled.

"Then why..." Elliot started but saw the tears beginning to build. "U-Uh it's going to be fine, I mean there are plenty of fish in the sea."

But I want him, Alex thought. "Go away," she muttered.

"I don't think that's a good idea, what with the state you're in..."

"Leave. Me. Alone," she repeated darkly.

"I-I umm ...okay?" Elliot said standing up and backing out of the room as if she were a rabid dog. "I'm going to make a call." He moved behind the door and called up Esme.