Alright so this is my first Fanfic. I would always read stories but I never got the courage to actually write them until recently. All comments are appreciated. Tell me what you think and if people actually like it, then I'll keep writing. If not, they I guess we'll see. Anyways Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers.

Chapter 1

If someone had told me 6 months ago that I would fall in love with a giant walking robot, I would of laughed in their face and hit them upside the head. I never had the best of luck in relationships. I had completely given up on love, especially after Nick. I never wanted to experience that kind of pain ever again. I've tried forgetting about it and pushing those memories away for the longest time. I wouldn't truly move on until the day I met him. My name is Jessica Lennox.

This is my story.

Seven months ago ...

In high school, I was always very athletic with a toned body. My long blonde hair was up all the time since I was always running from class to class and it kept getting in my face. I had extremely rare eyes. As in I was the only one with them. It started out black on the inside of the iris and blended into a midnight blue to an electric blue. They never bothered me, they always made me feel special and unique. And obviously my eyes were my best feature. I stood at 5'7'' with light creamy skin and big doe eyes. My face consisted of normal lips and naturally rosy cheeks.

I was implicated in basketball and track and field throughout all 4 years. I was a straight A student and my absolute biggest dream was to go into the military like my uncle Will. Serving my country and helping people in moments of distress seemed like a good idea. Until I told my parents. My father had lots both his parents to the war. My grandparents had both been Majors when they lost their lives.

Now it was beginning of August, a few weeks before I would be enrolled.

I woke up at seven o'clock like usual and began my morning routine. I always tool a morning jog around the neighborhood for about an hour. I put on my dark grey yoga pants, blue sports bra and black athletic tank top.

Making my way downstairs to the kitchen, I grabbed an apple to munch on before leaving. I tied on my bright green Nikes and began jogging outside.

I always tend to get lost in thought when doing something I love.

My parents always woke up at nine so that gave me two hours until I had to deal with them. It's not that I didn't love them but I wasn't all that close with them. They had me at a young age and so they were very naive while raising me. In fact, they still were.

Every day was like the other. I woke up, went jogging, drew all day, ate and went to bed. The only problem was supper time. Every time we dined together, my parents would bring up my plans for the future, trying to convince me to go to college instead of going in the military. Only this time, this supper would be the last.

Later that day ...

We were in the middle of eating supper when my dad, Daniel Lennox, cleared his throat. Here we go again ...

" So Jessica, did you look at those pamphlets I left on your bed? " He looked at me curiously.

" Yeah, dad. " I said before eating a mouthful of food.

" And? ... " He said.

" And what? Did you really expect me to drop everything I had planned and went to college because of some stupid pamphlets?! " My voice started to raise. I always keep my anger in check but enough was enough.

" Sweetheart, we only want what's best for you. " My mom, Natalia Lennox, finally spoke up.

" What about what I want? Not what's best for me. You're not even thinking for me. You're thinking for yourselves! " I yelled.

" Jessica that's enough! You need to stop being so selfish. " My father replied.

" Oh I'm the one being selfish? You're the ones trying to control me and my life! We'll guess what? You got your wish. I'll stop being selfish and get out of your hair so that you don't have to deal with me anymore. " I was outraged. I suddenly got up from the table and got my keys. I stormed out of the house and got in my white Chevrolet Spark.

In the background, I could hear my mother crying my name while my father consoled her and held her back.

How could they keep doing this to me? They know how much I wanted to follow in my uncle's footsteps. But I knew that if I did this, that they might isolate themselves from me. That's what had happened with my uncle Will, my father's brother. My dad had dropped all contact with him after he had joined the military. After their parents' death, Will wanted to make them proud but my dad didn't want to lose another family member so he stopped seeing his little brother all those years ago.

I knew the consequences of my choice but at this point that was the least of my worried. Even though Will and my dad stopped talking doesn't mean I did. I would go over once a week on Sundays to hang out with Sarah, Will and Annabelle. Sarah is Will's wife and my aunt and Annabelle is their daughter and my cousin, only two years younger. Her and I went to the same school so we got to play together during recess.

But I stopped doing that 2 years ago when my dad found out and I haven't seen them since.

I was deep in thought when I realized I had tears streaming down my face. I angrily wiped them away. I might not be that close with my parents but they still got to me. And I hated crying. It made me feel weak and vulnerable. The same feeling I felt after Nick. I shivered on the inside. Guess that's what happens after bottling up all those feelings away.

I was driving aimlessly for two hours and it was now nine o'clock at night. It got dark all of a sudden and it started pouring rain. It seemed as though the gods were trying to tell me something bad was going to happen. I suddenly got a pain in my gut but ignored it.

Realizing I had nowhere else to go, I slowly made my way back. All I wanted to do was take a nice hot shower and crawl into bed. It took me 45 minutes to get back from the middle of nowhere and by then, the weather was even worse. If only I knew that I wouldn't have a good night's rest for a long time.

As I drove up the driveway, I could see and hear police sirens. My heart rate picked up and my hands got clammy. My parents actually called the police. But wait ... didn't it take at least 24 hours for someone to go missing for the police to get involved? And it's not like I was younger 18 years of age. My heart clenched at the thought that something was wrong.

There were two police cars parked up front from what I could see from my foggy windshield. Why were they here?

I shut off the engine and slowly made my way towards my house. The door was already open with a few lights on. I could hear a few people talking.

" A married couple ... it was an accident ... didn't see it coming ... we're trying to find the girl now ... " I only caught snippets of their conversations. Accident? Girl? Were they talking about me?

I carefully walked in through the entrance.

" Hello? ... " And then everything went quiet.

Two police officers came into my view. The first one was in his early thirties late forties with black greying hair at 5'9" and kind eyes. The other was in his mid twenties with chestnut brown hair at 5'10" and green eyes. The younger one went back in the living room to make a call to his dispatch.

" Are you Jessica Lennox? " The officer asked me.

" Yes. What's going on? Where are my parents? " I asked.

" I think you should sit down. "

" NO! Just tell me what's going on already! " I was getting extremely nervous now.

He sighed.

" Ok alright. My name is Sheriff Ralph and in the living room is my Depute Jeremy. We got a call about an 50 minutes about a car crash on the highway. It was dark and raining really hard and it was making it hard to see. A transport was coming one way and took a quick turn to avoid hitting a deer. Well the wet road made the transport fall and flip over. At the same time as that was happening, another car was coming the opposite way and came straight on with the flipping transport. Both passengers didn't make it. They were killed on impact. "

He took a breath and looked at me with sympathy in his eyes.

" Jessica, the people in that car were your parents. "

My body froze and my mind went into overdrive. Why would they go out in the rain at night? What were they looking ... Then it came to my mind. Me. They were looking for me.

The last thing I remembered before blacking out was the yelling of the police officer and the back of my mind saying that it was all my fault.

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