Rottmnt Donnie angst :D

5.

Donnie knew deep down in his mind that he cared about his brothers but what else? What else did he have to live for? His tech? Mystic abilities? Sigh. Maybe he would never know. Maybe he will die without this knowledge.

Mikey: "Earth to Donnie..." He waved a hand in front of his face until he came back to his senses. Oh, he had zoned out. He seemed to be doing that more often now. 

Ignoring the thoughts that plagued his mind, Donnie struggled to get up, he had to finish his battleshell and everything else. The turtle tank, the escape pics that had been dentured a bit, and, well, EVERYTHING! His body throbbed, it was essentially begging him to not to leave but he ignored these pleas and stood up, almost immediately toppling over. Mikey had been smart enough to catch him whilst tutting to himself. He sighed a sigh of exasperation and lifted his big brother back onto the bed.

Donnie: "Mikey I have to go, please!" He didn't usually resort to begging but it was the only way.

Mikey: "Nuh uh, unless you want Dr Delicate Touch you are staying on that her Mr." He shuddered, Dr Delicate feels nothing. His brother smiled creepily, hands at his sides as he backed out slowly to the door. The thing that unnerved him was the maintained eye contact, it was terrifying.

Donnie waited until Mikey had left the room before laying back down. He stared at the ceiling, 'why don't they understand?' 'I just want to fix everything.' His brothers would never understand his need for everything to go back to how it was before. The fact that together accepted this so quickly was shocking. His eyes started to feel heavy and dropped closed. He wasn't asleep but not fully awake.

He heard shuffling and people talking outside the Medbay, then a door opening and footsteps echoing in his ears. 

???: "Well we can't leave him if he's gonna try and get up, CAN WE?!" Someone said, he couldn't recognise who was talking.

???: "Then we take turns and leave when he's asleep!" Another replied, this person sounded young. 

A shock of pain made its way down his shell causing him to whimper softly. It felt horrible. The noise, the pain, the feeling of the blanket. Where was his mask, his headphones?! Music would calm him as it blocked the strangely loud whirring of the lights and the echoing footsteps. Oh how he longed for the sweet embrace of death.

???: "Hey Dee, you alright?" Someone asked, their voice was rough and soothing at the same time. A hand touched his cheek lightly, wiping tears that had called from his face (when had those gotten there?). He nodded slowly, unable to see the person touching him but allowed them to stay. They seemed nice enough.

Donnie mumbled some incoherent nonsense to himself which startled the person touching his face. They pulled away and said his name, to which he opened his eyes. 

Donnie: "Raph?"

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Notes:

OMG TYSM FOR 100 VIEWS. YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING. 

Sorry chapter 5 is a bit short, chapter 6 will hopefully be longer! However there's a lot going on in life at the moment so sorry if my upload schedule is inconsistent. 

Anyways enjoy reading and have a lovely day!!