I wake up in Raph's couch. At first I am at peace. Simply knowing I'm at my favorite person's house makes me feel safe and secure. However, when I don't see him anywhere, panic swarms over me.

Oh dear. I'm suppose to be at school?

I search for a clock. 2:30. School ends in exactly an hour which makes it pointless to go anyway. I go over all the possibilities of where Raph could be. Could he really be at school right now? Why wouldn't he wake me up?

Okay okay. Calm down. We wouldn't want a Panic! At the Disco. (Eyyyy! Im so lame sorry)

Ha. Ha. Ha.

I grab my mask and tie it around before checking my phone. The first thing I do is message Liz about everything. My fingers move non-stop as I get excited over my own memories. Every detail is spilled. At the end, I ask her how she is and where has she been lately. She hasn't been coming to school.

After I hit send, I take a deep breath and decide that its better that I'm here. By this time I would have been in Ms. Ramirez's class and the thought only makes me anxious as hell. I nearly throw up.

The doorknob of the main door twists harshly and I get on my feet. In less than a second I am in front of a beatup Raph. I nearly choke at the sight.

His lip is cut. His knuckles are bloody and torn. There is a bruise right on his shoulder and on his eye. He can barely open it, let alone support himself. He collapses in front of me and I nearly cry. "Help," he squeaks.

"Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh," I murmur. I help him up and he grunts. I drag him inside and lay him on the couch. I've never been so fast in closing the door, grabbing a towel and wetting it before meeting him.

"What the fuck happened to you?" I ask frantically. I grab one of his hands and wipe away the blood. He flinches but laughs.

He freaking laughs.

"You could've told me this teacher of yours had a son," he speaks out with a raspy voice. Oh so sexy raspy voice.

"Who? Ms. Ramirez? Oh damn. Raph please don't tell me you-"

"Yeah. Yeah I did. I beat the fucking crap out of her. Unfortunately I did it in front of her son and guess who got a beatup in return?" He says sternly. Through my worried state, I get a deep pleasure of satisfaction knowing that he got hurt for me.

"I didn't know she had a son," I say quietly.

He doesn't say a word. He flinches multiple times and hisses as I clean his knuckles.

"Does it hurt that bad?" I ask.

"He was a really good fighter," he replies. He looks ashamed. "I should really learn kung fu or something."

"Lets join some kung fu classes then," I joke. "Although I believe the proper way to call it is ninjutsu."

Raph smiles painfully and rolls his eyes. I sit on the ground next to him and wipe what little blood is on his face. He turns to me with heavy breathing.

"I know its not the right time to say this but you're drop ass gorgeous," he blurts out and opens his eyes.

My heart stops and I bite my lip. Its the only thing preventing me from squealing like a girl and jumping. My stomach flutters. Marry me already holy crap.

"T-Thank you," I reply lowly. And you are drop ass sexy. I can't seem to rip my eyes out of his lips. My nerves are doing jumping jacks. I am about to wipe his lips when he stops me.

"That towel is too rough," he whispers.

"Oh. Sorry," I say and get up to grab something else but he stops me and I fall back on the floor.

"I need something softer," he tells me.

"Yeah let me find something else-"

"Like your lips." His eyes light up and he nods proudly as if he just solved a very complex problem. "Yes yes. Like your lips. I like your lips."

"Uh."

He props up his elbows and smirks. Well if he says so..

I drop the towel and kiss him. The taste of blood is on my tongue. Already my hormones are all over the place but this time its different. He is hurt and all because of me. I can't help but be very gentle on him. I come to the conclusion that its much better to kiss him delicately than being all over him.

His hands cup my face and he bites my lip gently. I hover on top of him, careful not to put my weight on him. I kiss his lips briefly before going to his bruises and cuts. I kiss the bruise on his shoulder and then his collarbone. I absolutely love the way his body tenses and jerks under me.

"Ohh," he moans. My heart is pumping rapidly. My body is on fire. I touch his outer thigh and unconciously bring it in between his legs. That's when he releases his lips from mine and slightly pushes me away.

"I'm sorry," I blurt out, guilt rushing through me.

"No don't," he pants. "Don't be." He chuckles and shakes his head. "I'm just not in the right condition."

"Are you better?" I ask sweetly, if not seductively.

"Much better," he breathes out. "Much much better."

"Do me a favor and never do something like this ever again."

"Nah. You just convinced me I should do it more often," he obligues and gives me a cocky smile. "Forget those kung fu classes."

"Ninjutsu," I correct.

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What did the grape say when the elephant stepped on it? Nothing. It just gave out a little whine :DD

Ahh they're so close to dating..I mean what? Hehe...

Who else is excited for Halloween? Man I don't know what I'm gonna be. Jeff the killer? Slenderman? A murderer? *whispers* so much possibilities. Are you guys dressing up?:)

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Remember that you are rad!!