Finding Rose

Welcome Home, Rose

"Rose. Roooooooooooooose."

"Wh-who's there? Who are you?"

"Come with us Rose. You will be happier with us."

"Like I said, who are you?"

"We are the voices in your mind. Please, come with us."

"Are you kidding? I need to get back."

"But where will you go? Your friends and family thinks you’re dead. And you know they don't want you anymore."

"But, I can think of a place to stay."

"No, please come with us. You know you want to. You can't hide forever. Coooooooooome wiiiiiiiith uuuuuuuuusssss."

"NO!! LEAVE ME ALONE!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!"

"Rose..........."

"Huh?"

"Rose.........wake up......"

"Mikey?"

"Face it Mikey, she ain't wakin' up."

"Raph?"

"Raph, Donnie said she will wake up soon. We just need to wait a bit."

"Leo?"

"Judging by my computer, she will be waking up very soon."

"Donnie?"

"No, Rose. Stay with us. They don't need you."

"YOUR WRONG!!! MIKEY NEEDS ME RIGHT NOW.............and........I.......need him."

"Stay with us. Rose. Come back. You will never be happy there. Rose. Come back. Cooooooooome baaaaaaaaaaack."

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"Hey dudes!!! She's awake!!! And she..........looks like she's sweating."

"Raph, get a towel. Donnie, check if she's alright."

"Got it."

"I'm on it."

I looked around and I realized that I'm on the couch back in the lair. I looked around and I saw the turtles around me with concerned faces. Donnie grabbed my wrist and checked my pulse. Raph came back with a towel and Mikey never left my side for a second. I didn't know why they were being so nice to me. Then again, I did get beat up pretty bad. Then I remembered what had happened. Raph yelling, me going back to the building, getting beat up, them rescuing me, and the dead bodies with puddles of blood.

"Rose?"

I found out that I was spacing out and that Donnie was calling my name.

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to need a blood sample from you. To make a health record."

"Um, ok."

"Alright, you will only feel a little prick but-oof."

Once I saw the HUGE needle in front of my face, I panicked and kicked Don away from me. I had always had a phobia of sharp objects. It all started when I was a little girl.

I was with my mom. I saw a cat and my mom wasn't looking, so, I followed it. I soon lost sight of the cat and I didn't know where I was. I walked further and further down the alley until I heard footsteps behind me. Before I could turn around, a huge hand picked me up and I heard a sinister laugh. I found out that it was a really big thug with a tattoo of a dragon from his shoulder all the way down to the palm of his hand. He held up a knife in my face and he laughed even more. Then, there were more thugs coming out. He threw me to the nearest other thug and he held me back facing to the dragon guy.

He sliced my back and I started screaming and crying in pain. He and the others laughed even more. Suddenly, a dark figure came and beat them up. I fell and I stayed down, afraid of the figure as if it was going to hurt me too. When it was all over, the figure came towards me and I backed away in fear. I remembered the figure saying, "Hey, calm down. I ain't going to hurt you." It sounded like the figure was a boy and about my age. I asked him, "Why won't you come out." He replied, "It's a bit complicated." He saw the blood on my back and I winced in pain as he touched it. "If my brother was here, he would have helped you." He then picked me up and took me out of the alley. I put me down and I saw a faint green color from the light.

And he waved goodbye and I saw three fingers. Once he left, I wondered why he looked like that, put the thought in the back of my head, and went to my mom; she was in the same place as I left her. I heard her asking people if she saw me and I ran towards her crying. She saw the slash on my back and called 911. Once I got to the hospital, they were going to give me a shot to help me not feel the pain for the stitches. I broke down crying, remembering the knife and the laughter. I kept on running away, but they put me to sleep and I dreamt of the boy with the three fingers. Years later, I still have the phobia, and I never escaped the fear.

"-ose...Rose......ROSE!!!!!"

I snapped out of the memory and I saw Donnie rubbing his shell

"OHMIGOD!!! DONNIE, I'M SO SORRY!!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO KICK YOU!!"

"It's alright. I get the same thing with my bros all the time."

"Yo girlie, what's with the fraidy cat face?"

"I'm......um......afraid of sharp objects.....after.....I was.......slashed in the back when I was little."

"Is that why you have a slash mark on yer shell."

"Raphael that is enough!"

I turned around and I saw Splinter walking towards me. Ashamed of my earlier actions, I held my head down and didn't look in his eyes. I didn't know why I'm back here. Or that they are taking care of me after what I had done.

"Rose," said Splinter "I forgive you. And my sons also forgive you. You don't need to be ashamed of being with us. You live here know and we want you to be happy here."

"You-you want me to live here? Even after what I had done?"

"Yes. You have nowhere to go and the surface isn't friendly with us existing. Although, we do have some friends that are human. We can trust them and I hope you will too."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. After what I had done to them, they still wanted me here. I know feel happy and I smiled and looked at them, wondering if they'll accept me. As if they were reading my mind, they nodded and smiled. I smiled back and I lay down. I could hear Mikey saying,

"Whoa, don't die!!! Rose, stay with us!!! Don’t die!!"

"Michelangelo, she is just sleeping. Come, let her rest. She will need her energy tomorrow."

I then fell into a deep slumber.