Michelangelo’s brain twitched awake, axons fired up, flooding his brain with memories of what had happened last night. He basked in the glory, a goofy grin was plastered on his face as he turned to look over at his lover in the sheets. Her eyes were blinking open and her hair was carelessly strewn across her face and delicate shoulders. She glowed like a bronze goddess in the poorly lit space that was his room. April looked over to Michelangelo, who was already awake, staring at her, almost bouncing with bliss. She smiled,
“Hey.” She whispered.
“Hiiiiiii!” He exclaimed back. As soon as he spoke, it seemed to break the spell. The realization of what they had done slowly dawned on them. They were suddenly quiet, speechless. April checked her phone awkwardly, reaching for it all the way to the floor. She brought the small screen to her, and horror blanketed her face. “Whats wrong?” Asked mikey, watching her transformation. A text from [Y/N]. April felt panic rush through her body. She quickly ripped the blankets off of her and jumped out of bed. She gathered her clothes. “Hey calm down talk to me.” Mikey tried chasing after her but she had already pulled her shirt on.
“What’re we going to tell her?” April yelled. “She’s my bestfriend! She’s going to hate both of us.” Michelangelo quieted down, knowing she was right.
“Maybe we shouldn’t tell her.” He trailed off. Mikey hated to see anyone hurt, and even less when he was the cause of it. April’s eyes seemed to hop everywhere at once, gears turned in her mind, trying to come up with any solution that was better then this one. An abrupt knock on Mikey’s door halted their conversation. They snapped their attention to the door, staring at it like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode with the slightest movement.
“Mikeeeeey!” Yelled [Y/N] from behind his door. Their worst fears were confirmed, Aprils eyes overflowed with fear.
“It’s her!” She whispered frantically, looking in the room for somewhere to hide. Michelangelo panicked,
“UHhhhhhh…. no ones here.” He yelled back, meekly shrugging. [Y/N] laughed back,
“Mikeeeeey, let me in.” She smiled. “Quit being weird.” She could hear whispering and some clanging. She had decided to surprise mikey with some orange tulips. She knew how much he loved getting flowers, especially from her. Michaelangelo jerked the door open with a smile on his face. He leaned against the door casually,
“Hey baby girl.” He seemed out of breath. She gave him a look before entering his room.
“You’re so weird y’know that?” She chuckled. She looked around the room, it felt different to her somehow, the usually cheery atmosphere was almost dark.
“Are those tulips?” Mikey asked knocking her out of her trance. She smiled,
“Yes babe, I know how much you love flowers.” Mikey smiled and awkwardly accepted the flowers. Usually he got so giddy it was almost exciting to watch, but now he held the flowers like he needed to go pee. “Do you not like them?” She asked. Michelangelo shook his head,
“Of course I love them, I just-” Something huge fell in his closet, crashing onto the ground, forcing the closet door open and April with it. April landed at [Y/N]’s feet,
“April?” [Y/N] asked, confused as ever. She looked at Mikey for an explanation, but the guilty look on his face spoke for him. “What did you do mikey?” She still couldn’t understand why her best friend was in her boyfriends closet. She tried shooting michelangelo another a look but noticed something instead. “What’s on your neck mikey?” She looked at april this time, who also looked away, ashamed of what she had done. Dread filled her body, and she could feel a pool of emotions forming inside of her. “Are those hickeys?” She asked in a hushed tone. She hadn’t seen michelangelo in two days, there was no way she made those. Tears formed in her eyes, but she refused to give them the satisfaction. “We’re over.” She stated and walked out the room. [Y/N] felt a tear slip down her cheek as she left them behind her.
“Wait!” Mikey yelled after her, desperate to calm her down.
“What!” She spat, stopping in the middle of the lair. “So you can tell me how amazing she was?” Michelangelo was taken aback by the question.
“What no-”
“And you!” She hissed at April who was now standing in the doorway, watching them intently. [Y/N] knew mikey’s brothers were also watching, but she didn’t care. “You’ve been complaining about how Raphael won’t notice you and so you turn around and have sex with my boyfriend?” She couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, it was too much. “Oh my god I can’t even right now.” Words escaped her as anger consumed her body. She tried walking away but she had to say something. She turned back around barreling towards April. “You’re such a little bitch you know that!” [Y/N] chewed her fingernail nervously. She couldn’t just let this go. She flung her jacket off,
“Fuck this let’s go.” April was disturbed at how quickly her friend was willing to fight her, but she knew that’s how [Y/N] must have felt.
“I’m not going to fight you.” April stuttered.
“Oh so you can fuck my boyfriend but not fight me.” Mikey stood in between them as [Y/N] advanced and April shrunk behind him. “Back your shit up homegirl.” [Y/N] jeered. April stood in the doorway, her teal blue eyes filled with shame. She tried to apologize but was only able to move her lips to mouth the words. Leo and Donnie approached [Y/N], attempting to comfort her but she waved them away.
“What the hell were you two thinking?” Leo demanded to know. He couldn’t bear to see [Y/N] this way, especially because of his dumb ass little brother. she was like family. Mikey had messed up in the past, but this had to be the worst thing he had ever done. Leo’s blue eyes remained expectant but no answers came. Mikey thought it would be ok, but it wasn’t and he had hurt the person that cared about him the most. Leo shook his head in disgust. “Maybe you should go.” Leo directed his dissaproval towards April. She gasped, never thinking that she would be kicked out of their lair in her lifetime.
“I-” words continued to fail her, and she gave up. “I’ll go.” was all she could muster. [Y/N] grasped at April as Leonardo held her back.
“Let me kick her ass Leo!” She roared as April gathered her things. “Fuck you and your bullshit O'neil!” She said, pointing at April as she scurried to get out of there. “Don’t you ever fucking speak to me again!” She yelled after her. Leonardo finally let [Y/N] go as soon as he was sure April was gone. She suddenly felt a million things at once and collapsed onto the floor, overwhelmed with emotion. [Y/N] buried her face in her hands. “I loved you.” She whispered to herself. Raphael rushed towards mikey, almost knocking him backwards as they bumped plastrons.
“I’m going to kill you.” Although him and April really hadn’t really gotten anywhere, he had feelings for her, and [Y/N] had just confirmed that she had feelings for him too. Michelangelo tried to back away but Raphael was persistent and backed him into a corner. Raphael’s face told a story of betrayal, completely opposite from the look of shame and guilt in his little brothers eyes. He looked over to [Y/N],
“You did this to her,” he snarled. “I hope you’re happy.” [Y/N] picked herself up, only motivated by the anger that seemed to be slowly coiling in her stomach.
“It’s ok raphael,” she growled. “I got this.” Raphael saw the same angry glow in her eyes that he usually saw in the mirror.
“This whole time,” she said steadily. “you lied to me?” She twitched her head to the left, trying to comprehend. Mikey felt the weight of her glare on him, like she was suffocating him with her eyes. He backed up.
“No just let me explain.” He pleaded. Her nostrils flared at him.
“What’s there to explain Mikey, you fucked her and that’s all that matters!” Anger possessed [Y/N], her voice coming out in loud billowing echoes. “I never want to see you again!” She marched towards him, and Michelangelo forced himself to stay in place. She stopped abruptly, slapping him with the bouquet of tulips she had brought. They fell to the floor, pieces of the flowers floated around it as it dropped to the ground. [Y/N] stomped onto it, crushing it with her heel while she looked him dead in the eyes. “Fuck this shit.” Leo and Donnie stood behind her looking as ashamed as Michelangelo.
She turned around to march out of the lair, walking up to Donatello first. She looked at Mikey with the fiery hate of hell one more time before grabbing Donnies bandana tails and pulling him to her mouth. Donnie flailed helplessly in shock.
“Call me.” She winked, pulling his face from hers. “See ya asshole!” She waved and disappeared out the door.