Chapter 6

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April's POV

As soon as we got back, Donnie walked into his room. Leo, Raph, and Mikey walked up to me, "Anything?" I shook my head, "He won't budge..." Raph sighed, dejected. "Thanks anyway, April." Leo shook his head in disbelief, "Nothing? Not even a clue?" "Nothing." Mikey stayed quiet for a minute before piping up, "I know something."

Donnie's POV

I sat down in my bed and grumbled, it's none of their business! I'll get over it soon. Will I though?

That startled me, making me rethink what I could do. Is...is there nothing I can do? I sat there trying not to look between my thighs, I can't look. I'll barf if I do...

I look at my alarm clock, 8:45 pm. I decide to just go to sleep. The stress of running, crying, and overthinking makes it easy for me to slip into a blank slumber.

Raph's POV

"Mikey, what do you mean strange bruises?" Mikey tilted his head, "Just that! On his thighs, but not on the outside, or the sides." Leo, April, and I exchange a look. Leo puts a hand on Mikey's shoulder and smiles painstakingly, "Michael, can you go to bed now?" Mikey looks confused but leaves anyway.

"You don't think MeatSweats..?" I shake my head, "I know so..." April starts to cry, no noise comes out of her just a few stray tears run down her cheek. I blink back mine and clear my throat, "Let's see if what Mikey said is true, he might've seen wrong." Leo nodded stiffly, "I hope he's wrong."

We walk into Donnie's room, he's fast asleep if not out cold. April gently pulls his blanket down and looks away. Leo peaks in and looks regretful, a sinking feeling wiggles its way into my head. I walk over and look at my resting brother, one of his legs is out from under him, revealing faint hickeys almost leading up his... I shook my head and pulled the blanket back over him and stepped out with the others.

"...we were right..." I look towards Leo, who's crying silently, "We-we were right...I... I-It's just me, right?" I stare at him and feel my eyes get glossy. "...right..?" An overwhelming feeling hits me like a truck, and finally, the dam broke. April suddenly reached out with a napkin and wiped a tear from my face while glaring, "I'm gonna kill a no-good horrid jerk." 

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