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Chapter 10 Morning wake up call!!!

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I laid there in bed the next morning too sore to move. I had noticed the cut on my left side was much bigger than I had originally thought. My once white sheets were now red and I hadn't noticed it was still bleeding last night. I have to get up and make sure I'm still not bleeding but form the looks of it, it stopped hours ago. I went to sit up to be in too much pain to do so.

"Great I can't move. . . "I weakly huffed out.

I didn't expect to hear banging on my door this early but noticed it was six in the afternoon. I heard the voice yelling at me in anger and I noticed the person outside my small apartment knew my real name. I was too weak to get any words out and hoped that the noise would soon stop. I heard footsteps coming to my room before I slipped away into darkness again.

April's POV

They found her, they actually found her. I couldn't believe it and I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when I showed up at her place tomorrow afternoon. I was so angry with her but what really caught my attention was the fact that she made a friend. Even though I was told she scared the poor boy away in the end. She's never one to finally let her guard down for just anyone. Either she knew the kid or he reminded her of someone in her past. I kinda wished she would have opened up more and told me more about her past. I know little to nothing and I don't feel like her true friend to begin with anymore. Maybe I never was in the first place. . .

"You need to stop that." Vern said snapping me out of my ever ending swirl of thoughts.

"Stop what exactly? I was just thinking, I can't do that anymore?"
I said sarcastically grinning at him, faking it as best as possible.

"Yeah you can but you were thinking about her weren't you?" He asked giving me a sympathetic look.

"Yeah I guess so, I guess I can't shake the feeling that she literally told us nothing about herself. What friends are we if we no nothing about her?" I asked out of my own frustration.

"We're not friends at all. . . . " he said calmly looking at me.

"Exactly!" I blurted out but he gave me a look that told me he wasn't finished.

"We're her family. . . . And that's what scares her." And his words hit me like a brick

"I never thought about it that way, and that makes sense. Now I understand all the shit she's said and done. Maybe we shouldn't have been so hard on her." I sighed frustrated and glad the day was finally over.

"She's done the same to us, I think it's only fair." He said and I was already out of his van. I waved goodbye and crashed on my bed in my apartment ready for the day ahead to commence.

The next afternoon. . . . .

Me and Vern had made it up to her apartment and was at her door. We had been told by the turtles that she hasn't come out all day. I kinda figured it because that's how she keeps out of sight from us, but twenty minutes past from just knocking and we figured something was up. My heart started racing and I started to bang on the door and yell at her more and more. She wasn't answering and I knew we had to get in there. Vern was already on the lock and I ran through the small apartment looking for her room to see a gruesome sight. She lay in her own blood past out and barley holding on. If we were any later or hadn't had the guys to track her down only one thing could have happened.

I looked at Vern who was just as shocked and he went to call 911. But I stopped him, I knew the minute she got her strength back if she did she would disappear all over again. She would not forgive us if we took her to the one place she absolutely never wanted to step in, in the first place.

"Donnie" we said in unison.

I quickly called them and was thankful that it was supposed to be dark soon. The faster they got here the better. I almost lost my best friend, my younger trouble making half. . . .

I could have lost her. . . . . . . . . . Isn't that a wake up call. . .

Sorry for making it so short more of a filler than anything else, kinda throwing around ideas I guess. We'll see but I'm kinda giving up. I mean I'm going through enough mental turmoil that I'm too drained to care about anything anymore. Maybe the mistake I made was thinking I could write. I'm sorry I'll continue if you readers want me to, but no promises I'll do it much though.

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