Finding My World ( A Ninja Turtle Fanfiction) {EDITING}

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Trinitie's P.O.V

It has been about a week since Mac has been staying with us, and let's just say that it has made my mood pick up. I was currently wrapped up in a cocoon of covers, which were Donnie's. It turned out that he didn't need to make a bunk bed, because I just stay in here.

I didn't even know what time it was, nor how long I've been laying here awake, but I can't find it inside myself to care. Donnie was already gone, much to m dismay, and the room felt empty without him. Good grief hormones. I've become like a lovesick puppy in one morning without waking up with him.

But still, I didn't move. I was warm. Comfortable. Situated. My head was resting on the pillows, and my current favorite song was playing. It was Waiting For Superman by Daughtry. It was amazing.

Suddenly, I heard the door creak open slightly, as if someone were watching me. I wasn't alarmed, though. It was probably just Donnie. The song was turned down.

My thoughts were proven right right when I felt a kiss being placed on my forehead. I peeked one eye open. "It's time to get up." He said in a sing song voice. I grunted in reply. "Come on. It's almost noon."

"I don't wanna..." I mumbled into my pillow, yawning.

"Am I going to have to make you? You probably don't want that." He informed me, but I couldn't care less. I was comfortable.

I grunted once more. It wasn't very attractive though. I shrugged to my self internally.

"Okay then. You asked for it." He said, and I was then lifted up into his arms, blanket and all, and took me out of the room.

99% of my mind was telling me to escape. The other 1% was too lazy. Of course, being the lazy person I am, I decided to stick with the 1%.

He carried me throughout the lair, getting some weirded out looks from his brothers. Once we passed by Mac in the kitchen, she smirked at me and I glared at her.

He held me in his arms while we ate lunch, me eating off of his plate. Yes, we were still looked at strangely. After lunch, I was then carried to the couch. "I get it now Donnie......" I whined.

"What do you get?" He asked, grinning slightly.

"I wont be as lazy...Promise." I said, even I knew that it was a complete lie.

He seemed to know this two, because he playfully rolled his eyes. "That's a lie. And besides, I'm having a pretty good morning."

"And why is that?" I asked, blushing slightly.

"Because I got to spend it with you." He told me, also blushing, but his was less prominent than mine. He is getting a lot less shy everyday, but then there I am, blushing like crazy about everything like the awkward person I am.

"Well, aren't you just the charmer?" I said, only stuttering a tiny bit.

He smiled, showing his adorable gapped smile, and my breath hitched. It seems like my feelings are magnifying everyday. They probably are though.

I'm still laying in his lap, the covers from his bed still around me, as I thought. He was watching Mikey play video games currently.

I thought about how his depression just flew out the door when I started to date him, which made me ecstatic. I was happy. He and his brothers still have a rocky relationship, but what siblings don't?

I sighed internally. I then started wiggling around, trying to get the comforter off if me, for I was now overheating.

Donnie looked at me in concern."Are you okay, princess?" he asked me, and I winced. What is wrong with me right now?

"I'm fine. I just want the cover off, I'm overheating." I told him, and he nodded.

Once the covers were off of me, I took a big breath of air, and got up. "Where are you going?" He asked, once again concerned.

"I'm just going to go on a walk." I informed.

"Want company?" He asked me hopefully.

I shook my head, not trusting my words, and he looked sad. But before I could cave, I walked into the sewers.

While I walked, I thought about Donnie and I's relationship. It's been going strong for about a week and a half, but suddenly I feel as if we had gone too fast.

Am I wrong to think this?

Maybe the only reason I said yes to him was because of his depression. Maybe I only said yes because I was lonely, and needed some kind of love.

I mean, I've only been here for three weeks now, and I've been dating Donnie for half of it. Why am I all of a sudden getting cold feet?

This thought made me sad.

What is with my mood swings? I was currently floating on cloud nine, stuttering and blushing at every comment he made, even if he wasn't teasing me, and then I go and question our relationship.

I felt terrible. Guilty. Donnie has been nothing but good to me, and here I was, thinking about how our relationship might've been too rushed. Too quick. I made myself sick.

I decided to start the long trek back to the lair when I heard a noise. It came from behind me, and I turned around. I looked all around the dark place, and it was giving me the creeps. Like, there's probably some kind of twisted slender man monster thing watching me right about now.

Way to go and make me feel better, inner self.

Suddenly, a small rat scuffles across the lighting, and I feel slightly better, but that doesn't keep me from running all the way back to the lair.

Once I got there, I was only panting slightly. I guess training constantly does make you more fit for running.

It was early, but I guessed that everyone had crashed for the night from the lack of noise. I slowly creeped to Donnie's bedroom, stealthily going around objects. That is, until I fell over nothing.

Nice going there, superman.

I rolled my eyes at my inner thoughts and opened the door to Donnie's room to find him sound asleep in his bed. My heart squeezed inside my chest, and I am instantly overwhelmed with guilt once more.

I climb into the bed, facing him, as I thought about how my mind has been acting.

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Donnie's P.O.V

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I wasn't really asleep as she got into bed. Not really. I didn't miss the guilty look on her face as she looked at me, nor the wincing when I called her princess.

What's been going on with her today?

What if she's having second thoughts? Am I crowding her too much, not giving her enough space to even breathe? Was I too lovey or not enough?

I would change to be who she wants me to. I wouldn't even hesitate to turn human if that's what she wanted. If she wasn't happy with me, than she should just tell me, to save me from all this suffering and second thoughts.

I might look like my depression is gone, but its not. It's still there. It's right there, telling me things, things that would make it easier, but I just don't let it get to me, because that would hurt her.

I don't want her to feel guilty about anything. I just want her to be happy.

And with these thoughts, I begin to loose consciousness as I drift off into the world of dreams.

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A/N

So, I know that this chappie is kinda depressing, but with Trinities thoughts, is how I told you how I feel, so please please please, just answer this question:

Does this story seem as if its going a little too fast?

Please tell me how you feel, because I'm conflicted inside.

Okay, now that that is over,

Vote, comment, the usual.

~Lexie