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Boom! Flash!
The crack of thunder startled Mikaela from her sleep. It was pouring outside, just great. She was already in mood as it was, she had been dumped. Sam noticed since Egypt something was different in her.
She wasn't the same around him, her eyes didn't quite hold the same sparkle they once held when she gazed into his. They were no longer filled with love, or adoration, or any emotion for him really.
Instead they seemed distant, and far away. As if she was thinking of something, or rather of someone. She had become distant and far away from him, receding into a shell. Their hugs were awkward, she seemed to shy away from his touch, as if the thought of letting his skin linger on her's a moment longer was repulsive.
Of course…she should have known that Sam would think she was cheating on him. She was after all stunningly beautiful, with chocolate brown hair that fell down past her shoulders, dazzling green eyes, and well-tanned skin. Though she knew this was coming, she did nothing to stop it.
Even when Sam confronted her about it, screaming like a child who'd had his favorite toy taken from him, she did nothing to stop it. She simply stood, listened to his theory about her cheating on him, and continued to take every hurtful insult spilling from his lips in silence. When it was over he told her to leave.
She simply replied with a curt nod, and a small whisper, "Okay." So she hurried out the door, past Bumblebee who whirled in sadness at her leave…of possibly forever.
It wasn't that she no longer loved Sam that she let it happen…it was because she stopped feeling for him entirely. She felt nothing, not even the love of a friendship for him. It was like asking a stranger if they loved you. The answer would be no, of course not! How could you love someone you didn't know?!
That's how it felt to Mikaela, it felt like being asked if she loved a stranger. But as she rose to sit up in her bed in the darkness, she thought, how could she explain it to Sam? How could she explain to him that the moment Optimus Prime had returned from the dead, from the moment he coughed and sputtered and heaved himself up, she felt drawn to him and longed to be with him forever?