Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Fanfic Chapter 6

By Hana M Brimeck

I push through my apartment door exacerbated, “Uh, can’t I have just one normal date. Please!” I yell into my stuffy empty apartment.

I walk over my AC unit and flip it on, reveling in its cool comfort. As the cool air passes over my dewy skin, I feel a shiver run through my body; my nipples tighten under my satin dress. I let out a sigh and caress my neck in the cool air letting my hand pass over each breast, feeling each tender nipple, gently rolling it between my fingers. I let out a slight moan and a rush of warmth makes its way between my thighs.

Without warning my beloved AC starts to make a clunking noise and dies. “Oh, for fuck sakes, really air conditioner. You’re freaking kidding me.” I roll my eyes and give it a few hopeless pounds on the top, like it’ll magically fix the problem. “It’s too stuffy in here tonight” I say to myself so I make my way to my 5th floor fire escape.

“At least the air out here is cooler.” I say to myself in a soft monotone voice.

“It sure is.” A voice answers back.

Startled I turn to look, realizing the voice came from above me, “What the…” Above me is a familiar face in red, “Raphael, what are you doing here?”

Raphael with no effort does a single flip landing on the railing of my fire escape, “I was out on patrol and I saw you, thought I’d come over and say hi, so, hi.” Trying to act nonchalant he realizes I’m upset. “Hey, uh, you ok?” He asks, letting himself down next to me.

I lean forward, onto the railing for a moment, not sure how to answer but before I know it I’m overwhelmed with emotion, I drop my head and start to cry.

Raphael not sure how to react, takes a step back, “Uh, Aimee, I, uh… come on dude, don’t cry.” He says nervously.

“I’m sorry, I just had a bad date, the guy was a self-centered jerk, and then my AC broke, and work is so busy and life just sucks, and I feel so alone here.” I try to hold back the tears but it’s no use.

Raphael lets out a deep sigh; he puts his hand under my chin, gently lifting my head. “You’re not alone kid, you have us, we’re always here when you need us.” He gently holds my face, while he wipes my tears away.

We stop for a moment, looking at each other. He feels so sweet and warm, so sincere. “Listen Aimee, I think you’re awesome. You’re super smart; you’re really pretty, any guy out there would be lucky to have you.”

“Thanks Raph.” I smile, tilting my head into his hand.