Hurt But Not Broken

Chp 16 ~ Nightmare

Donatello's P.O.V

"Like it? This is where your brother died," Shredder taunted. I gulped loudly. The room was painted in blood in one corner.

No Mikey... no... so much blood...

"Tell me where Splinter is and I will leave you alone, reptile."

No.. I'd never betray my own Father...

"I see I've broken your "gentle barrier"," Shredder laughed.

Stop... just shut up! What are you even...?

"You may as well be punished," Shredder shrugged and my eyes widened to feel the shocks run throughout my body. My body began to spasm.

No, no, no! Not this pain! Please, anything but this pain! STOP!

"Out of all Turtles you are the most interesting, Donatello," Shredder sneered with a smile behind his Kabuto. "You don't fight hard like Raphael, talk annoyingly like Michelangelo, or pretend to be a hero like Leonardo."

Shut up, don't talk about my brothers like that! Don't! I mean it!

"You are very intelligent and calm yet you also feel as hard as others. But pity that they don't love you as much as they should."

No shut up! Do you think I'm stupid? They love me!

"Not as much as you them. They didn't care or fight when you were taken. They only care about Michelangelo, not you."

I won't listen to this! Get out of my head! Stay out!

"How does it feel to know that not only will anyone ever love you, but your brothers don't love you either?"

Stop... stop... it's not true so just stop!

"I bet they show all kinds of gratitude for what you do for them."

"No? Oh but you claim they love you so I only thought..."

THEY DO LOVE ME DAMMNIT!

"I bet it hurts that she doesn't love you either," Shredder said with a gleeful smile.

My heart pounded hard in my chest and it felt like shards of glass were pumping through my veins. No stop... I don't want to hear anymore... please...

"It's hopeless to expect anyone to feel any love for an ugly freak like you,"

No... no, no, no, NO!

I gasped in pure horror when Shredder appeared right in front of me. I was ashamed because I wanted to curl in a ball away from him. I didn't want to see him. I didn't want to hear him. I don't want to hear any more.

My arms and legs were strapped to a table. Mikey's blood still covered the wall but it almost looked like it was spreading. No... oh no! I struggled.

Shredder grinned down as he lifted his mask. His face... no... ugh! God, this hurts! My chest hurts! Why...? Shredder looked behind me and when I strained to look I immediately wished I didn't. Mikey's body was slumped in the corner of the ever-growing wall of blood. His plastron was not even noticed there was so much blood. His eyes were wide and unseeing, tear stains on his bloody freckled cheeks.

What terrified me the most was his lips. They were sewn together just like he'd been threatened by Shredder. My breathing came and went in pants and my body shook hard. I looked away, trying to forget what I just saw.