TMNT One Shots

Enough (Part Two)

Leo's POV

I was too shock to move at first when I saw Raph laying on the ground. But as soon as Mikey took off the rest of us followed.

"Raph!" I called out as we approached him. I dropped to my knees and flipped him over onto his back.

"Raph, please, please wake up!" Mikey cried out as he clung to his brothers hoodie.

Our Father placed his hand over Raphael's cheek. "Come back to us, son" he pleaded.

Raphs Couch was soon at our side calling for the paramedics. I noticed how warm Raph looked. Father helped me hold him up so I could remove his hoodie. Everyone was left speechless at how small and frail he looked.

"I'm so sorry Raphael" Our Father sighed. "I'm sorry I failed to see that you needed help".

I stared at Raphs small wrists until my vision blured with tears. I blinked them away and hugged my Father as tight as I could.

It seemed liked forever before the paramedics arrived. By the time they had him in the ambulance he had woken up, a bit dazed and confused.

"Wha...what happened?" He asked drowsily. He tried to sit up but one of the paramedics stopped him.

"You're in an ambulance, Raphael" Father told him. He climbed into the back with him. "You passed out. Remain calm, we're taking you to a hospital".

"What? No, no I'm fine" Raph protested. He tried to get up again.

"You are not fine Raph!" I shouted. He froze in place and met eyes with me. "You haven't been for a long time. I'm sorry we didn't see it sooner. But right now, you need help. You are not fine".

Raph remained quiet. He drew into himself, seemingly shrinking as he folded his arms over his stomach and lowered his head, as if he had finally given in. There was no more hiding it. No more running away.

He seemed utterly defeated.
Father sat by his side as the doors to the ambulance closed. My brothers and I raced back to the car and followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital.

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I couldn't believe the diagnosis when Father told us.
None of us could. An eating disorder? Raph? How could our big brother have an eating disorder?
It didn't add up. This was Raph we were talking about. He's strong, determined, he doesn't let anything get him down, and he's our big brother.

I knew it didn't matter who you were. Anyone could have an eating disorder. I wasn't blind to that fact. I just didn't want to believe that person could be Raph.

My best hope had been that he was just sick. That he could be prescribed some medicine and that would be the end of it. But this, this couldn't be solved with a simple pill. And that scared us.

The doctor said we could come into his room now.
We walked in to see Raph on the bed with his back facing us. An I.V had been stuck into his skin. A full tray of food sat beside his bed untouched. Our Father had a  seat in front of him by the window.

"Raphie?" Mikey said reaching out. He placed a hand on his arm. Raph didn't move or make a single sound. "Raph, are you okay?". He remained quiet.

"Raph, please tell us what's going on" Donnie pleaded. "Why haven't you been eating?"

Raphs eyes were glued to the window. It was clear he wasn't actually looking outside though. With all the movement of the trees swaying in the wind and a busy squirrel, not once did his pupils catch notice. His mind was elsewhere, far away from this room, and all of us.