My Little Sister; Defender of NYC ( Jones' Little Sister Book 2)

Chapter 21

Jill's P.O.V

I wanted to cry on the spot and hold Raph in my arms, comforting him and telling him that everything was going to be fine. That he would be fine. But nobody would let me near him.

He's been asleep for three hours now, and the suspense of whether or not he got his real memory back is killing me.

"Jilly, come here." Ayame said. I got up off the couch and walked over to her.

"What?" I growled. I never forgave Ayame for telling Raph that I was the Dark Knight. If not for her, we wouldn't have fought. And if not for that fight, he wouldn't be in the mess he's in now.

"Raph's awake." She sighed. I bolted into the bedroom and saw him stirring. Leo and Donnie stood at my side and watched him wake up. He sat up and yawned.

"What the hell 'append?" He groaned.

"Raph?" Donnie began. Raph looked up at him with droopy, gloom filled eyes. "Do you know where you are?" Raph looked at him like he was crazy.

"Uh....my bedroom." He said and put his mask on.

"Do you know who your wife is?" He asked even more seriously than he had the previous question. He nodded and looked over at me.

"She's standin' right next ta' ya', doofus." he said and got out of bed.

"I think he's back." Donnie smiled and looked back at me. All I did was smile and nod.

"I gotta talk ta' you's." Raph said firmly. I gulped and nodded. he went into the bathroom and I pulled Leo aside.

"You gotta stay in here while we talk!" I whisper yelled.

"Why? You brought this on yourself." Leo said and was about to step out of the room.

"I'm scared to be alone with him!" I said. He looked back at me and shot me a sympathetic glance, remembering what happened only days before.

"Everyone, out." Raph demanded and pointed to the door. No one moved a muscle. "Are you's deaf a somethin'? Get out." Raph said.

"They aren't leaving." I growled. Raph looked taken aback at my aggressive response.

"Fine then." He huffed. "You's nevah' answered my question 'bout why ya' went Dark Knight." He said and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I did it because I wanted to keep the city safe. Most importantly, I did it to keep you guys safe." I answered truthfully. It wasn't the whole answer, but it's all he was going to get.

"We can take care a' ourselves. And I know fa' a fact that that ain't the only reason why ya' did it." He crossed his arms over his plastron and stepped towards me. I stepped back.

"W-well, I also did it because I needed to let out my anger in someway and it helped. I loved helping the city. I loved the rush it gave me as I was beating up those thugs. I just...it was amazing and it became addicting. I just couldn't stop." I sighed.

"Well, it stops now." He said. I glared at him and clenched my fists tightly shut.

"I've been doing it for the past few weeks." I said with a snarl. He looked at me and bared his teeth.

"You's did what?" He hissed. I cringed, but stood my ground.

"You heard me." I said. "And I'm not just gonna stop because you told me to."  He looked at me with a disbelieving look and he walked towards me. Every step he took, I stepped backwards. That is until I was up against the wall. He clamped his eyes shut and took deep breaths. Soon enough, he looked at me and his eyes were warm, caring, and calm.