Run away -Mikey angst-

-Five- Hes dead.. right?

"Mikey! Come back!"

I heard Leo call to me as I stormed off to my room. Why did we want me to see a corpse. Hes dead. And thats that. You can't change the past. Though, sometimes I wish I could.

I walked into my room and locked the door. No way would I believe anything Leo was saying. Tiredness grew over me as I sat down on my bed. I laid down and shut my eyes.

Just a quick nap to get rid of all of these thoughts.

I snap my eyes open and sit up, hyperventilating. Am I still dreaming? I grab at my heart, which is beating rapidly.

I wipe the sweat off of my forehead and swung my legs over the side of my bed. My hands were trembling and my lips were quivering. Why, though?

Nothing was happening.

Adrenaline pumped throughout my body as a sense of impending danger approached. I stood up and grabbed my nunchucks with my shaky hands and ran out of my room.

"Hey, Mikey!" Leo said, looking at me. Him and Donnie were sitting on the couch. I smiled weakly in response. I was weirdly tired, I felt like I could sleep through anything. Not that I'd want to right now, though.

"You okay?" Asked Donnie.

I put my nunchucks away and nodded in response. "Yeah- yeah. Uhm." I stammered. "Wheres Raph?" My brothers stopped looking at me.

"You guys okay?" I approached them cautiously. "Guys?" They turned around to see me. Their faces were emotionless. "You don't remember?" Leo asked.

"Hes dead."

"What?"

Silence responded me.

"He can't be dead." I started to tear up.

"And its all your fault."

A sense of weakness fell over me. I toppled into my knees. The words of my brothers rang in my ears like a bell.

"You don't remember? Hes dead."

"And its all your fault."

I covered my ears as tears soaked my mask.

"I didn't mean to!" I cried out.

I sat up. For real, this time. I wasnt dreaming anymore. "Mikey!" I looked over. Donnie was standing right besides me, seemingly worried. What did I do?

"Mikey, whats wrong? I've been trying to wake you up for 5 minutes!" I felt my mask. It was wet with tears. I sniff and smile at him. "Nothing, Dee. Just a dream."

He looked unconvinced. "Right." He trailed off. "Anyway. You wanna come see Raph? He's woken up." I blinked at him, confused. "But he's dead." I say with uncertainty. Donnie tilted his head, confused. "No he's not? Who told you that?"

My breath became shallower. "No one." I got up. "Lets go see him." I said, cringing at the thought of seeing Raph again. Donnie took me by the hand and led me to his lab. My mind was racing about all the things he's do. Was he mad? Did he still remember me?

Fuck.

I dont want to do this.

No ones p.o.v

Michaelangelos feet anchor into the ground as he and Donnie arrived to the lab doors. Donnie turned around to look at his little brother, who was trembling. "Mike. We'll make sure he doesn't do anything."

Mikey blinked at him. "I'm not worried about him doing anything Dee." Mikey started. "I-.." he huffed our a breath as he was scrambling for words. "I'm just worried about if he'll ever love me again."

The turtle held his head down low. "Awe, Mike." Donnie hugged Mikey lovingly. He couldn't bear to see his younger brother like this. "Don't worry, even if he's pissed off right now, he still loves you."

Donnie broke the hug and grabbed Mikey by the hand and continued leading him to the lab. He knew Mikey had some issues. Major ones. He wasn't being the "silly old Mikey" everyone knew him as.

Or maybe this was the actual him. He couldn't tell.

Donnie opened the doors to the lab where he and Mikey were met with their two elder brothers. Raphael, who was sitting up with his legs dangling over the table, spotted Mikey. His facial expression immediately turned from exhausted and dazed to sorrow and regret.

"Mikey.." Raph spoke softly, getting up from the table. The youngest tensed up as he was patted on the shell by Donnie. "Go ahead, bud." The purple turtle smiled.

Mikey untensed and walked over to Raph, who held out his arms for a hug, which Mikey returned gladly. "I thought you were dead.." Mike sobbed.

Raph squeezed his younger brother tighter. "Not a chance, little bro."

Tears continued to stream down Michaelangelos face as he felt the first embrace from Raph in awhile.

"Love you, Mikey."