TMNT: Shattered Music

Shattered Music

The two exhausted ninja brothers emerged from the forest and trudged towards the farmhouse. As they neared the stairs the taller brother turned and headed to the barn, head hanging a bit.

"Hey, aren't you going to come inside and say 'hi' to everyone," the youngest asked innocently. The older sibling slowed to a halt.

"Um, nah. I... I got some things that I need to fix." The purple clad brother turned around. "You go in without me, tell everyone I'll be there shortly," Donatello finished with a small fake smile, but he couldn't make his eyes look happy. His younger brother simply shrugged, brushing it off since he's use to Donnie being in his lab a lot. Mikey continued towards the farmhouse and entered. The purple masked genius could hear happy cheers and laughter coming from the structure as he walked away, but it wasn't strong enough to persuade him to join his family.

He continued on to the barn thinking about the day's events. It had proven to be very eventful. Not only had they discovered the legendary Bigfoot, but Donnie also managed to win her heart. As he entered the barn he thought about the affection she displayed towards him. He was reminded of how uncomfortable it was. He did care for her, but he couldn't help but feel unnerved buy the amount of attention she gave him.

The genius walked to his desk and stood in front of it. In front of him was the music box that he made in hopes of winning the fiery girl's heart. Donnie was reminded of his failure. He remembered how April had pushed aside his token of affection. This image felt like a punch to the gut. The teen winced and shifted forward a little. His red masked brother's words flooded into his mind. "Aw, smooth move genius. It's never gonna happen, Donnie! We're mutants! She's a girl, you're a giant talking turtle! The sooner you get use to it, the better!"

His older brother's words struck his heart like knife! Donnie's chest filled with a stabbing pain causing him to lean over a little more. Donatello squeezed his eyes shut. His mind filled with the harsh words of the people who told him it was hopeless; to give up, that she could NEVER fall for a hideous awkward freak like him. Donnie was reminded of the time when Raphael had told him: "You still think you have a shot with her? That is so adorable! -And sad- it's... sadorable. If you want to impress April, leave me out of it!'" Is that what he was? Sadorable?

The vulnerable teen felt another punch to his stomach making one of his arms fly around his middle and the other arm slammed on the edge of his desk to stop him from collapsing. He clenched his jaw as the voices rung through his ears and polluted his mind, repeating their messages of hate and cruelty over and over. It hurt so badly.

Donatello felt a lump forming in the middle of his throat. He did his best to push it down, but it kept returning. And as new sentences of how hopeless he is joined the old ones that were swirling in his mind, the lump grew stronger and more painful. This forced the tall teen to lean over his desk a little. Tears started to prick his eyes, but he kept forcing them back. 'No,' he thought. 'Don't be such a baby Donatello! Don't cry just because of a girl! Are you really that stupid to not have seen it from the start that to her, and probably everyone else you're just a weirdo? See, this is probably one of the reasons that April rejected you, besides that fact that you're an ugly green mutant freak!! Even if you were normal April still would hate you!!! She would never want to go out with a nerdy freak like you!!!'

Donnie opened his eyes slightly to see the music box still sitting there. Tears trickled down his cheeks and hit the desk, making a small puddle that started to grow. His breathing got heavy and shaky as these thoughts gnawed his insides. The knot in his chest was being pulled tighter and tighter as more tears fell. Once again his older, moody brother's sharp words sent a million giant swords through is heart as he looked at the music box that he poured his heart into. "Now you know how April feels..."