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Please, have faith... and don't shoot me.

We all start running to the warehouse. My heart beats faster and faster every second, pounding in my ears. I think about my boys getting hurt, Mikey groaning in pain, Raph being hurt, Leo being tortured, Donnie's blood everywhere. Tears well in my eyes. I run faster and faster until I can't run anymore, tears run down my cheeks. I stop and hold my aching and burning sides. I pant like crazy. Sobbing, I fall to my knees. Louis gets down on his knees in front of me.
"Woah, woah take it easy, girl." Louis says and holds me by my arms. I ignore all the stares we receive from the people around us.
"Lou, I'm worried about them."I say through my tears. He wipes them all away.
"Let's go save them then." He says and I nod.
"I just freaked myself out, I guess." I say and we start running to the old warehouse again. I stop behind the building in front of the warehouse. I sigh, rubbing my eyes. Rocko puts a hand on my shoulder.
"You ready?" He asks and I nod. I take a deep breath and then Jacob's voice returns to my speaker.
"Outside to Base 1. Targets have returned through back doors. Sniper ready if needed. Repeat, target has returned. Outside out." I pull off my talkie.
"Base 2 to Outside. Is he with the other guy still? Base 2 out." I ask and he almost immediately responds.
"Uh yeah, I forgot. Target has partner. Outside out." I smile.
"It's good. We're about to go in. Base 2 out." I clip my talkie back. I pull out one of my pistols and cock it. I point it at the ground. Rocko and Louis do the same.
"Let's get it done, boys." I mutter and we run out from behind the building, running towards the warehouse. Louis goes to the left and leans against the wall next to the door and Rocko goes to the right.
"Go." Louis mouths and I kick the door open. We all run in and they both train their guns at Marcus and Fong's head. I see the boys in their human forms tied to chairs, their mouths taped shut. I pull out my knife and cut their hands and feet free. They all get up and Mikey pulls me into a hug. A single tear slips down my cheek. He wipes it away with my thumb and I smile.
"You're okay." I whisper and he laughs, showing his perfect white teeth. Marcus growls and my smile disappears.
"I got some shit to take care of." I say and he nods. Without looking away from him I yell
"Rocko! Take the boys to the warehouse. Me and Louis'll meet ya' there." I say and turn around.
"I gotcha, sis. C'mon boys! We can go grab somethin' to eat before she gets home and eats everything" He jokes and a smile tugs at the corners of my lips. I train my gun at Marcus' head and Louis points his at Fong's.
"You done fucked up, Marcus." I say and curl my finger around the trigger. He smirks.
"It seems I did." He says and I laugh.
"This is the first time I've seen your egotistical ass admit anything." I say and he shrugs.
"There's a first for everything. I honestly didn't expect murder from you. Maybe you aren't a fuck up like your dad." He spits and I pull the trigger. His body falls lifelessly to the ground.
"There's a first for everything." I say and look at Fong. I nod and Louis shoots him. His body falls backwards onto the floor.
"Let's get out of here, Lou." I say and he nods. We walk out the backdoor, careful not to touch anything. It wouldn't do for the police to find out who we are now. These are unregistered guns, nothing can be traced, they're untouchable. And illegal. Who cares! I run home with Louis and run in the door. I see the boys laughing with Rocko. I sit on Mikey's lap and Louis sits next to us. We all sit like that for about half an hour. I got off of Mikey and he walks into the kitchen to get a drink. Maybe I'm just crazy but he looks kinda...upset, whenever he looks at me. Raph walks past me and into the kitchen. They stand in the kitchen and appear to be arguing about something. Eventually Raph storms out of the kitchen and leaves the base. I look at Mikey in confusion and he looks at me apologetically. He points to my room and I nod. I walk into my room and sit on my bed. He walks in a few minutes later.
"Kaitlyn, I'm so sorry." He says quietly. I furrow my eyebrows together.
"What are you sorry for?" I ask.
"I thought, I thought it was okay. You being in a gang. Then I realized, not only was it not safe for you, it wasn't safe for anyone you knew. My brothers were put in danger today. I can't keep putting them at risk for that. I can't stay here. Around you." He says and tears well in my eyes.
"You think that was my fault you and your brothers were taken? Is that why your breaking up with me?" I ask and he nods once.
"Kaitlyn, I love my brothers. We almost died today." He says and I shake my head.
"That was never going to happen. Even if I didn't get there, We had snipers on them. Nothing would've happened." I point out.
"You wouldn't need the snipers if we weren't kidnapped, which happened when we were over here with you." I stand up and run a hand through my hair.
"You think that was planned?!? None of that was wanted, Michaelangelo!" I yell and he winces when I call him by his actual name.
"I know. That's why I'm leaving. So no one gets hurt." He says and tears stream down my cheeks.
"You're hurting me when you leave." I say, hopelessly trying to make him stay.
"Kaitlyn, I'm sorry." He says and tries to hug me. I slide away from him and wipe my face.
"Just go." I say, barely audible.
"What?" He asks.
"Get the fuck outta here, Michaelangelo! And don't even think about coming back!" I yell and point to the window. He slides it open and looks at me one last time before jumping out of it. I walk outside and into the kitchen. Rocko runs up to me and gives me a bear hug. I wrap my arms around his waist and cry into his chest. Louis gets off the couch and hugs me as well. We all sit there in a group hug. They let go and I just stand there.
Where the fuck did I go wrong?













It hurt because it mattered.
~John Greene













A/N
Smile. It'll all get better soon.













~Alayna💖

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