We all finish, and throw away the trash. As we walk down the streets to our manhole, a woman –damn ugly too- stops us. She grabs Addie by the wrist. “Where the F*ck have you been, you ungrateful piece of sh*t!” ‘Oh hell no! She did not just…‘ I had started ta walked towards the woman, but Addie stops me with her hand. ”The police have been up my ass about you for months! Trying to find the runaway brat!” I could see her grip on Addie tighten, I push against Addie’s hand, but she ends up shoving me back hard. “That’s your problem, not mine. You’re the one that f*cked up.”
*SMACK* this woman connected ‘er hand to Addie’s face. “You whinny little b*tch! After all the work I did for you? Put a roof over your head! Fed you-” Addie connects her knee to ‘er gut. “Prostitution isn’t real work. A roof that leaked when it rained, is sh*t! And I fed MYSELF!!!” She started to scream, ‘er words drippin’ with venom. “I FED MYSELF, I FED YOU!!! Every time you got wasted, I cooked for your useless ass.” She twisted her hand over to grip the woman’s wrist, bending it in an unnatural position. “Did you think, honestly think, that you were gonna confront me, smack me around, and then I would come back with you?! You’re more f*cked than I thought.” I saw ‘er eyes widen, pupils’ dilated.
“Ha! Honey, the only reason I’m not beating your ass… is because that would be my revenge, and honestly… I don’t want to satisfy my own selfish goals, because that would go against everything I stand for.” She grabbed the woman by her shirt liftin’ ‘er off the ground. “But… You did just slap me, and it would only be in self-defense…” A smile spreads across her face, then *FWAP* she had let go, and roundhouse kicked ‘er in the face. We started to get looks from stray passersby. Leo grabbed ‘er shoulder before she could advance on the grounded woman. “We’re attracting attention. She’s not worth it.” Addie nodded, spitting at the woman and turning to walk directly to the manhole.
Donnie lifts it, letting the rest of us go in first, and then he closes it. We reach the lair, and Addie immediately goes to our room. I trudge up the stairs quietly enterin’, and see ‘er changin’ into ‘er costume. I remember when all she wore was long sleeves and jeans, now she’s practically in a swimmin’ suit. She was completely clad in green, and ‘er naturally dark features contrasted perfectly. She was perfect… man am I a lucky turtle.
Adelyn’s POV:
“I’m sorry, for freakin’ out back there.” Wow… I sound more like Raph every day. “Don’t be. The b*tch deserved much worse… I would’ve killed ‘er if ya hadn’t stopped me.” I nod, snickering. “I almost let you… Trust me, I scolded myself for putting my hand up.” He lets out a laugh, a deep, chuffing laugh. I finish binding my chest down, tying and tucking the remaining strands. I turn to see Raph sitting on the bed, and I walk over sitting on his lap, straddling him. “Next time… when the others aren’t around.” I say, lightly pecking his lips.
I start to get up, but he grabs my waist pulling me back down. “Yeah… next time babe.” He kisses my neck, then slowly goes to my jawline, and finally the corners of my mouth, before connecting to my lips. I could feel a blush rise to my cheeks, as he had done these actions. I clench my fists in embarrassment, heating up more. “Heh. You’re so cute…” His breath gazes over my lips. I shiver as I look into those eyes, widening my own as I saw them filled with… love, lust? Hunger? He kisses me again, more forcefully, as he gently nips my bottom lip. I make a very small, high pitched squeak, smiling at him.
Growling, he tightens his grip on my waist, lifting me up and onto the bed, he towering over me. I blush madly, looking up at his tall figure –honestly it was quite intimidating. - I guess I had a worried face on, because Raphael leaned down nest to my ear. “You have nothing to worry about. I would never hurt you.” He spoke softly, but his voice was still so dark, sending shivers up my spine. Pulling my hand in close to my own chest, I had started to involuntarily compact my size, to become smaller, like a ball of protection.
I stare up at him. “So small…” He mumbles, mostly to himself, I presumed. Pushing my hands back to the sides of my head he leaned down, once again kissing my neck, and trailing down to a sensitive sweet spot. I bit it slightly, making me squeal. He chuckled looking over at me. “You’re too cute.” His voice was a bit more gruff now, and I could feel his pelvis graze my inner thighs. “R-Raph…” I try to force out, but I was at a loss of air. “hmm..?” He hummed, going back to my sweet spot. “D-Do you see what’s missing from this e-equation?” I get out. He pulls up slightly. I take my hand back, showing my ring finger.
Sighing, he flopped onto the bed next to me. He turns to face me, grabbing me around my waist and pulling me in close one more. “I see your point…” He whines, burying his head in the crook of my neck. He sighs again, his breath tickling across my skin. I grin, snuggling into him. “But, I love you.” I turn my head, kissing his nose. He looked me in the eyes, giving me his small, but amazing smile. “Love you too.” He says before laying back down.
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TMNT: Red As The Blood Spilt
FanfictionThe streets of New York are crap as it is, but let's just highlight the life of a young girl who was forced into the system of foster care. She never thought she'd be falling in love anytime soon, especially with a mutant. And to make it even better...