A not so pleasant adventure

Arguments

Sooo, I'ma repeat a few missed warnings from the description again.
-Mean Splinter/bad parent splinter
-mean-ish Mikey (but not really, it was on accident)

And a spicific one for this story!
SH and ED(just starting) warnings!
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Onto the story!
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Raph's POV

    I lock myself in my room and then the air goes silent, not one sound. Which annoyed me. I thought at least someone would care, but whatever. I lay down and try to sleep. But I can't.
    I roll over and move around to try and get comfortable, but I just can't sleep. I start feeling the same pain in my shell from when I was... on the surface..
    I get up and go to a mirror Donnie had gotten me. I try to look at my shell in it, which was hard, but I got a good angle and I saw the cracks in it. I try to touch one, but I can't reach it. So I go to touch the other one, which was on the edge instead of near the middle of my shell. I flinch as I try to touch the crack. It hurts, but, I should be fine, it's not like anyone wants to deal with patching it up for me, so I'll be fine. I think as I flop back onto my bed, chest first as I don't feel like laying on my uncovered injuries this time.

(✨Timskip✨)
(The next Morning)

Still Raph's POV
I wake up, I never even realized I went to sleep. I got up and left my room.
Everyone was having breakfast I walk over to them all.
"Oo, sleeping beauty's awake!" Mikey said in a mock tone.
"You sure he's awake? He looks pretty asleep to me." Leo continues Mikey's mockery.
"Oh shut up before I punch you all!" I reply, angry. Not realizing I'm looking directly at Donnie.
"What was I doing-?!" Donnie said in return.
"Just Shut Up!" I reply crossing my arms. I must have been more sleepy than I thought, as I didn't even know I was looking at Donnie. I sat down and looked at my hands. I picked at some skin around my nails. It hurt, but I kept doing it. Not grabbing any food.
"Aren't you hungry? You didn't eat dinner last night either, you were asleep before any of us made anything," Donnie commented.
I shrug, and continue what I was doing. He was right, I didn't eat anything the day before other than that small bit at breakfast. And my tummy did hurt, I guess a bit of food wouldn't hurt.

"I'll take some," I say. Looking up from my hands.
"Amazing!" Mikey said and gave him a plate of the algae mixture Mikey always makes for every meal. I take a few bites and I quickly feel sick. So I don't eat anymore of it. I get up and wander off again. Mikey follows me.

I go to the punching bag and start hitting it. After awhile I head Mikey say something.
"Raph?" I hear him say beside me.
"What do you want?" I ask him.
"I think the bag's had enough," he said, I stop punching it and notice that I had punched multiple holes through it. This is the third time this has happened. Donnie's gonna hate me more for having to fix it for the third time this month.
"Oh." I say starring at it for awhile, but then I just walk away.
Mikey follows me again. I just went to sit down near the small television we had. Mikey sat right next to me.
"Okay, what do you want? You've been following me ever since I left the kitchen," I ask, getting annoyed with this already.
"What's up, you've been acting weird every since we went up to the surface!" He said.
"Nothing's 'Up' with me, now fuck off," I reply, turning away from him.
"Well, these say otherwise!" He pokes one of the cracks on my shell, it hurts and I move away from him.
"Don't. Touch me." I glare at him and stand up. I walk to my room. I shut the door with a bit of force and then lock it. I ball up my hands and punch the wall. I do this a few times until there is a noticeable dent in the wall. I sigh again and rest my head in the dent. It's cold. The whole wall is cold. I look at my hands, my knuckles were bleeding and my hands were a bit shaky. Whatever. I shrug and then he walk over to my bed and flop down stomach first. Once again not wanting to touch the small cracks in my shell.

Mikey's POV

I've been worried about Raph for awhile, he's been surprisingly quiet, and non-violent lately.. and I would be happy, if it wasn't after we found him literally crying on the surface after loosing him. I tried to talk to him about it, but it turned into an argument. I messed it up. Again. I can't seem to do anything right, even when it comes to my brothers being happy! I wanna talk to Leo about this, but he wouldn't listen to me. Nor would Donnie. So I'll have to deal with this on my own.

Leo's POV

I watch as Mikey follows Raph, I don't know why. I think Raph's fine. I hear some yelling then a little bit after, a door slam. And Mikey pissed him off. Of course. I'll go see if Mikey's injured at all.

I get up and leave Donnie alone at the table, I go in the room to see no one in there, so I look around for awhile and then find Mikey in his room.

"Sooo, what happened?" I ask. I've been more focused on training, so I haven't taken the time to talk to my brothers as often as I would like, but Splinter says it's good for me to be strong, so I may as well take this sacrifice.

"Nothing, I'm fine," He mutters.
"You sure?" I ask, I want to see if he'll explain, but if he doesn't, I won't bug him.
"I said I'm fine!" He says again, but he raised his voice.
"Yeesh- okay, bye," I leave his room and close the door. I go back to the kitchen and finish my food before going to do some training alone.

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1064 words! More than last time! Let's go!

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