~Him and the blood~

|003| Him.

(Raph POV)

I just got back from the store and this is what I see. Zane, sitting on the couch with my kids. What the fuck do they feed him? I put down the groceries and tucked my hair behind my ear. I've let it grow after a few years and it has gotten long. I should probably get it cut. He stands up, I have to look upward with my head just to see eye to eye with him.

I'm so confused. I thought he died. Tears sting in the back of my eyes, I wipe my eyes quick before my kids can notice. "𝙳𝚊𝚍! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚎!" Morgan squeals, she jumps off of the couch and runs over to me. "𝕳𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖚𝖘 𝖆 𝕭𝖀𝕹𝕮𝕳 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚!"

Taylor runs up towards Zane and stands behind him. Finally, I swallow the lump in my throat. "H-hi." "Well, *cough* Casey. This was fun, I'll be leaving you guys here alone. Have fun." Zane then walks over to the entrance, walking out. "𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝! 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐?" She asks, looking up at me.

"Maybe you should go talk to him," Casey says. He stands up grabbing Morgan and giving her a piggyback ride. "He doesn't want to see me, I don't even remember what happened!" I throw my hands up in the air, a groan escapes my lips and into the air. "Fine! I'll go talk with him." I really don't want to do this.

It's been six years! I wouldn't want to see myself either. As I leave the lair, the water fills up my shoes. Great. Why am I even looking for him? He probably doesn't want to see me ever again. Sighing, I place my hands over my mouth. "ZANE!" I yelled, how is he even alive? The water moves along with my feet, making me scrunch my nose.

A lot has happened over the past six years, but the smell of the sewer will always be the same. Finally I reach the end of the tunnel, seeing Zane standing there admiring the art that Casey made on the wall. The art is a grave with his name on it, with his soul admiring the stone. My thoughts go blank, my feet start to move before I do.

He raises his hand, then makes it into a fist. His hand lowers down back to his side, still in that fist. God, I could just imagine it around my throat. The fuck am I thinking?! I'm not gay anymore! I mean, I have two kids and a girlfriend! Well..Nevermind, I'll talk about that later. Does he want me to move closer? Can I even move closer?

"Zane..Look, I'm so sorry. I di-" "Stop with the bullshit." He faces towards me, I can already tell that he's been crying. "You betrayed me." "I didn't! I promise! I-" "YOU DON'T CARE! STOP WITH YOUR FUCKING BULLSHIT!" He yells, making my heart pause on a beat. The memories hit me like a brick, making my tears fall.

"Look at you, already crying because you think you're the shitty victim." The urge just to yell back at him, I can feel the anger rising. "You think you can just waltz into my fucking life and mess with my head again?" Gritting my teeth, I walk closer to him. I'm messing with fire. And this isn't going to end well.

"You wanna hear the side of MY story? You wanna know what REALLY happened?" I question, standing right behind him. His jaw clenched, the veins in his jaw to the point they're almost popping. He just stands there, why can he be so fucking taunting? "What happened was nothing I could stop. Monoxide was working with Karai and Luke, they found me and put a brain worm inside of me and it made me do that to you!

I never wanted to do that! I promise!" Zane will probably never believe me, the tears fall onto my shirt and stain it. "After you 'died', I got that brain worm out. But then I realized that I killed you. I hated myself and cried for months! Thinking that I killed you-" "You did kill me." My breathing stops, making my knees straighten.

"You killed that bitch you used to love, but look at them now." He points to himself, making me get the picture. "Zane..I-" "It's Zayden now." Zayden? "Zane died in that pool, you killed him. And now Zayden is not here for you, to survive." His legs step into the water, walking towards me. 

"The only reason I'm here is because Casey found me and wanted me to see your kids." I can see the anger in his brown eyes, I remember those eyes staring down at me. Kissing my neck, holding me, caring for me. Now they're angry at me. Staring down at me like I'm his sinner. I still am.

"Congratulations for being a dad. And congrats for losing my trust." He walks past me, I guess he's going back to the lair. "Wait!" I yell, turning around to look at his back. "Where have you been?" My heart is pumping so fast, going a million miles per second. "Hanging with old friends," 

He says, looking over his shoulder with a smirk on his dumbass face. How I still love that smirk. "What do you mean 'old friends?'" "That's for me not to say and for you to find out." The bastard took one of my quotes! The water glides along as he keeps walking. We make it back to the lair, and of course Morgan and Taylor are tackling Casey.

Donnie has to pry Taylor and Morgan off of him, he helps him stand up and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek. Lucky ass. As Zane-Zayden walks in, Donnie's eyes widened. He is just as surprised as I am. Casey runs up to me, grabbing my shoulder. "So, how did it go?" He asks, squeezing my shoulder.

My neck pops as I turn my head towards him. "It...totally went." The kids are climbing Zayden like a fucking cat tree, he turns backwards and grabs the kids pulling them off of him. His body moves in one motion making the kids back on the couch. He strides over to the entrance, which means he has to walk past me again.

Before he can leave, he gets face to face with Casey. They talk for a minute before Zayden finally leaves. I hope I never see him again, or he will ever see me again. Donnie and Casey grab the kids and bring them into their room to sleep. My thoughts race with questions, but as I walk out of the lair and into the sewers the green-ish water has turned black. 

He's haunting me.