Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT; but I do own my OCs

Cuts and bruises were hidden by long sleeved shirts and jeans; she cried as she huddled in the corner of her abusive boyfriend's room, she was only going out with him because her parents set them up.

"I don't wanna be here anymore," she whimpered, "Mom, Dad…why did you betray me?"

She covered her face with her hands, and her body rocked as sobs wrenched through her body. The sound of the drunken man snoring made her look up with tear covered eyes, and she stood up, and snuck out, to the only place she would go.

It felt like hours to her, but when she arrived in the park she sat down on the nearest bench a breathed in the night air, and buried her head into her turtle neck sweater. She was happy it was autumn, her favorite season. She winced as she leaned against the bench.

She had no idea that the bench was already occupied, and by a grumpy guy in a trench coat.

"Excuse me," she turned to him.

"Oh…sorry," she faked a smile, rubbing her bruised arms out of habit, "I don't really get out much."

The guy stared at her like she was crazy, but turned away from her.

"You're pretty bad a fakin' smiles," his thick Brookline accent stated. She bowed her head in shame.

"Oh," she sighed, wincing as she touched a new bruise on her upper arm as she brushed it lightly.

"What's with all dat wincing?" he turned to her; she could feel his eyes drilling right through her. She looked away, tears brimming her eyes.

"I can't…" she whispered.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Then I can't…" her voice trailed off, seeing the familiar drunken figure searching the park…for her. He knew she would come here.

"I have to go," she said hurriedly and stood up, only to draw the attention of the drunken figure. She would be in for it when she got home that night.

Yeah, I know the chapter is short…sorry!