Thank you so much Ashlyn for staying later to organize the the new books. It really means a lot. I'm going to give you a huge bonus for this!"
Kathy exclaimed as I was putting on my jacket. She was always a little extreme with things, but I just smile and nod to it. "Oh you don't have to Kathy, I'm just trying to help out." Which wasn't a lie but it also gave me a good excuse to not go home right away. As I look at the clock on the wall, I see the time. 10:36 pm. Crap. I'm so dead when I get home. I promised my mom I wouldn't stay too late at work. Hopefully she'll be a little easy on me. I grabbed the rest of my belongs from my small locker and headed for the door.
"Ok Kathy, I really should be going. I'll see you on Saturday!" I said as I was walking towards the door. "Bye Ashlyn!" I hear her yell from the other side of the room. I give a little chuckle as I walk out the building. She really can make anyone smile, even in their darkest moment.
I didn't live far from the library, only about a few blocks. But it was a nice evening so I wasn't rushing home. With my earbuds in, I was in my own world. With thoughts in my head, I wasn't really aware of my surroundings. As I was passing an alleyway, A large crash came from beside me. A small squeak came from me as I saw a something moving in the shadows. Normally, I wouldn't be so brave, but for some reason I had some sort of confidence rush over me. "Hello? Is someone there?" I mentally hit myself as I asked such a cliche thing. I couldn't have said anything else? I didn't get a verbal response.
I only heard a shuffle come front he darkness. "Hey its ok. Believe me, I'm not going to hurt you." I tried to sound as sweet and welcoming as possible, even though I'm not the best with new people. "I know you won't, but I don't want you seeing me." A voice came from the darkness. Finally, a verbal response. But not a response I was expecting. but what kind of response would I be expecting? them to just come out immediately and we become best friends? Although a new friend would be nice to have. I didn't have many since I was always focused on school and work. But Maybe I shouldn't think too fast about this.
"Why don't you want me seeing you?" I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible, even though I was getting just a little bit nervous. "I don't want you to be scared of me" the voice replied. I walked a little forward only to notice red liquid on the ground in front of me. "Oh my, are you hurt?" I was now more concerned for this person. He didn't reply, but he didn't need to. I knew he was hurt. "Let me call for some help. you might need medical attention and we don't want it getting infected". I reached for my phone only to stop when the voice spoke up. "NO! Please don't, that's not necessary. No need to call anyone" he said, frantically.
I don't know what caused me say what I said but I did. "Listen. Either you step into the light so I can help you or I call for help." Never had I thought I'd ever say that, especially to a stranger. A sigh came from the darkness and I heard a feet shuffling. I saw a tall, semi buffed figure came forward, but only to the birder of the light coming from a headlight above us. "Please don't scream or run." The voice said. I was now a mix of concern and fear for this. I wasn't going to leave this person. He needs my help. but he's making this whole thing so difficult and a little off. why couldn't I see him? "I promise." And in mean't it too. I was always someone who tried to keep their promises with others.
A moment of silenced rushed over us for what felt like forever. He was slowly moving towards the light. The more he moved into the light, the more I saw of... Him. Before long, a 6 foot, (apparently) talking turtle stood in front of me. He had track pants that were being held up with suspenders. Which was a hard look to pull off, yet it suited him very well. A lot of gadgets were all over his shell. But what stood out to me was the purple mask on his face with brown glasses. I stood in awe. Staring at the creature in front of me. He awkwardly stood there, moving side to side.
I saw him gripping the side of his arm, which was covered in blood. This finally forced me back to reality. I shock my head and got myself back to focus. Well, slightly focused. How can one focus while a mutant turtle stood in front of them. "Um, h-how did y-you get hurt exactly?" I asked trying to get things moving and to break this awkward silence. I could see he was a little surprised by my actions but he was still a little tense. Can't blame him though. I may be the only person who's ever seen him. "I was fighting against a few Foot Clan members and I got sliced by one of the blades. I escaped but fell down here and that's when i guess you heard me crash down. I would've tried to flee, but I couldn't with my arm." He explained. I had so many questions. But right now, I need to take a look at his arm before it gets infected.
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Two Heads Are Better
FanfictionAshlyn, an 18 year old in New York. she's never been one for parties and tends to be alone. Works at the local book store and lives with her mom. she believes her Life is basic and boring. Dad left when she was younger. Mom works long shifts at the...
