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: Hey guys I'm going to put a real quick disclaimer all the parts before this I wrote before I took an actual high school writing class so like I was 12-13 when I wrote them and hopefully they are a lot better now. Also real quick *TRIGGER WARNING* mentions of depression and pills. Other than that enjoy.
(Y
)'s POV
I stared down at the pill in my mother's hand. It was prescribed to me for my depression. I placed the one in between my teeth and held it there for a moment as I looked at the glass of water in my mom's hand, "Take it (Y
)," my mom said in a stern voice. I put the pill the rest of the way in my mouth and swiftly shifted it to the side of my mouth underneath my tongue, I took the water and drank it. "Can I go now?" I asked my voice still monotone. "I guess" my mother looked at me sadness and worry flashing in her eyes. I ignored it and picked up my bag and started to head out the door, "You spending the night?" my mother asked as she stood in the doorway. I shrugged same emotionless look on my face, " maybe I'll text you," I said. I walked out the door to our apartment but as I walked away I heard her say "I love you bunny." I started to think as I walked away from the apartment and down the stairs about the nickname bunny. When my dad and siblings were still alive she used to call me bunny all the time. I snapped out of the thought abruptly when I felt tears slid down the side of my face, I wiped my face and turned the corner where I spit the stupid pill out. I was heading to the lair to spend time with my boyfriend Michelangelo, he was the one who made me genuinely happy. I popped open the manhole cover and ran towards the entrance to the lair but before I got to the turnstiles I stopped. It felt like I slapped a smile onto my face even though I knew Mikey will know its fake. I walked in and saw him, he smiled but before his smile flashed a concerned look, which caused him to stand up and walk to me with his arms open, "Hey...what's the matter baby?" he asked as he hugged me. His arms draped around my waist as he looked at me almost like he was examining my features. I realized that his arms were my favorite place to be and I needed to answer him, "Nothing just missed you is all," I replied smiling but also hoping he'd buy it. We started to walk to his room to watch a movie and cuddle. I started to feel tired but tried to fight it for him because I knew he would like me to watch it, but I rolled over and snuggled myself into his plastron.
Michelangelo's POV
I looked down to see (Y\N) curled up against my plastron. She is so cute but I'm worried about her. I finished watching the movie we were watching before. Once it was over I heard crying so I looked down to see (Y\N), she was crying so I tried to wake her up by gently rubbing her arm but as soon as I touched her she shot her eyes open and look up at me.
(Y\N)'s POV
I looked up to see Mikey's worried eyes and then I knew I had to tell him, "M.m...Mikey I've got to tell you something," I said. "Okay you can tell me anything babe," he said his eyes telling me he was patiently waiting for what I was going to say and that he was listening to everything all at once but only focusing on me. "Well I've got depression and right now it's getting harder to live with it and I feel really heavy and I want to get better for you and the guys and my mom...but... but its really hard," I said tears rolling down my face as I looked down. " well let me take some of the weight you carry on your shoulders and put it on mine, not because I think I have too but because I want to, and because I love you (Y\N)," he said while hugging me, I smiled, " I love you too Michelangelo Hamato," I said feeling lighter than before and now knowing that he was the one who was always supposed to be my flashlight. I know now that I don't have to fake it to make it anymore.
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Fiksi Penggemar💢T R I G G E R W A R N I N G💢 Author here! Guys I realized that the first couple chapters in this book are awful and I'm so sorry lol. I wrote some of these before I had an actual high school English and Writing class. Im not going to edit them th...