My eyes widen in surprise, and I tense up, realizing I'm being kissed. A thrill of an unknown emotion fills me, and my heart speeds up. I try to push Sideswipe off only to realize he has me pinned, after a few moments, my common sense becomes hazy and my knees become weak. With his free hand Sideswipe flushes me against him to hold me up. I fall into the kiss, when I lose my common sense, and I begin memorizing everything about the kiss: Possessive, and demanding, yet soft and secure
My cheeks go ablaze realizing that SIDESWIPE is KISSING me. My heart by now is beating million miles per hour, as the strange emotions fill to the brim in my heart. He pulls away finally, and runs kisses down my neck, before nipping my collar-bone, making me gasp.
Finally I get his hands off my own and move away from him, all while glaring.
"Y..you KISSED ME!" I snarl with red cheeks.
He smirks.
"Why do you want something more?" He threatens sending a strange feeling down to my core.
"NO! T..that was my FIRST kiss you…you ASS-HOLE!" I snarl holding a hand to my mouth.
He traps me between his alt-mode, before he pins me again, and kisses me again, this time more fiercely.
"And that was your second, do you want your third one taken?" He questions with a raised brow.
I snarl, before I ram my head into his, he lets out a grunt, before I slip away seething.
"By the way I belong to NO ONE!" I snarl.
He leans against his alt and crosses his arms giving me an 'Oh really?' look. Again I feel the strange thrill in my heart, making me snarl in frustration at not knowing it. I glare at the mech before me in anger, not only did he claim me like as if I'm an object he takes my FIRST KISS!
You know you liked it!
"NO! I fucking didn't!"
Admit it, you want to be claimed! To be protected!
"No I don't! I don't NEED protection, I can protect myself just fine!"
I jolt out of my inner argument, when I feel something lift me. I let out a yelp, before snarling when I realize Sideswipe was carrying me.
"PUT ME DOWN!" I snarl.
"No." He says simply with no emotion.
"NOW!" I growl.
Without notice, he slams his lips down on my own, before pulling away.
"Shut up, your being loud." He says casting a glance at me.
I narrow my eyes dangerously at him, but he pays no attention to it, I let out a frustrated huff before pouting. He walks over to his alt-mode before gently discarding me onto the leather grey/green seats. Once I'm sitting in the seat, the holoform fizzles out of existence, and the seat belt glides over my torso before clicking into place. Once I'm secured in his al,t Sideswipe starts his engine up, before giving a rev, then taking off. He drives out onto the road, and begins to gradually speed up, all while he 'drives' I look out the window thinking of the encounter with the Autobots.
"The mech I considered my HERO, a father figure to me, carelessly tossed me to the side and allowed his soldier the attempt of RAPING me!"
Sorrow fills me, and I begin to wish for the ability to cry. Never once in my life since the murder of my parents have I cried. Not because I didn't want to but because I was physically incapable of doing it. Leaving bottles full of negative emotions trapped within me, making me a ticking time bomb ready to explode, and when I finally snap, it won't be good.
I curl up into a ball in the leather seat, before laying my head on the door, not caring what Sideswipe thinks. I let out an exhausted sigh, before I fall into a nightmare filled dream.
The little girl once again, is giggling happily to herself as her parents smile close by. When the knock on the door comes, the scene becomes different. Red optics glow from outside the window, before something crashes down into the house. A black and purple mech stares down at the terrified family, before his optics gleam evilly. He points a blaster at the girls parents.
As he does this the little girl cries out.
"STOP IT! Please stop! Optimus please! Don't do this! Your my hero!"
"So weak, so pathetic!" A baritone voice cackles.
Then he pulls the trigger.
"STOP!" I fly up from where I'm laying with a scream.
My body begins to tremble, and I look to my hands with wide fearful eyes. Fear and sorrow, along with the feeling of being lost fills me, wanting so badly to escape. With little whimpers I rock back and forth, trembling with wide purple eyes, clutching my head.
I feel something lift me up before; I realize I'm being embraced securely in someone's arms. Looking up slightly with foggy eyes, my violet eyes meet crimson eyes. I look back down towards the ground as I begin to pant heavily. My body continues to tremble, and then I feel myself being rock back and forth.
"Shh, you're okay, you're fine, nothing will hurt you, not while I'm around, not now or EVER." I hear Sideswipes deep voice sooth as he rocks me in his arms, as I sit in his lap.
I begin to calm, the feeling of being secure calming me, most of all feeling…Safe. I clutch Sideswipe's shirt, as he continues to rock me, with a stuttering sigh I cuddle into his chest, before I fall back to sleep. Only this time, I have no nightmares, for the first time EVER in my life I don't have a nightmare.
When I wake from my sleep, I find myself on the chassis of Sideswipe. Looking up toward his face, I realize he is still asleep. Feeling at slight uneven surface I look down to Sideswipe's chassis, only to see the scar that streaks across it. Scooting back a bit, I trail a finger over it gently, thinking over what happened before I remember.
"This was the scar he got when he was ambushed. When Optimus noticed Sideswipe's wavering desire of being an Autobot, and for it Optimus ordered him to be killed."
I continue to trace the large scar with my finger, before my eyes trail back to Sideswipe's face. I jolt in surprise before letting out a yelp when I realize he's awake. Peaking back up at his face, he looks at me with studying optics.
"Y..your awake." I stutter in embarrassment.
He grunts.
"I suppose you'd want to know how that happened. But then again you already know don't you?" He questions.
I nod.
"Yeah, even though I couldn't get my hands on the Shattered Glass comics, because it's a BotCon exclusive, I was able to get a few things here and there of photo shots of the comic from Google images." I say.
Looking back down at the scar, I look back to Sideswipe.
"Does it still hurt?" I question softly.
"Sometimes." He says.
I look back down, debating whether I should share this.
"I know you probably won't, but if I show you something, will you keep it between us?" I question hesitantly, looking at him with questioning eyes.
He nods.
"You have my word."
Nervously I peel off my shirt, making Sideswipe optics widen in surprise. I watch with blazing cheeks as his optics rack over my body, before settling on my face. Continuing, I turn my back towards him, showing him the huge scar, and little scars littering my back. I turn my head just in time to see his optics widen in surprise, before they narrow in rage.
I cast my head down, before speaking.
"I've been bullied since as long as I can remember. It didn't start until after my parents died, it started out with name calling, and such but soon began to progress. When I first started to get bullied it was over being an orphan, then people took notice of my strange eyes. I learned to deal with the insults, the glares and scornful looks, along with the pity filled eyes of the adults. However, soon the insults and looks turned to abuse, I began to get beaten for the amusement of other kids my age, sometimes it would be an adult. Once the abuse started I learned to cope with pain, all of the pain, physical and emotional.
By the time I was 14 I was so used to the pain, I didn't flinch or shout when I was punched or kicked. One day I was on my way back to family number 15's house, when I was surrounded by a group of kids from my school. They did what they normally did, hit, kick, shove, call names only this time they decided to up it a notch. Since I gave no reaction from the blows they landed on me, they decided they were going to make me scream. First they knocked me to the ground, before kicking me and punching me, still I gave no reaction. Getting pissed when I didn't so much as grunt, one of the kids grabbed a pipe…..Then began to beat me with it. Several agonizing minutes later, each of the kids had an object in their hand assaulting me. When they were done, I was a bloody heap, I had learned later that I had broken all of my ribs, a punctured lung, a shattered wrist, and fractured skull, and the list goes on.
I had thought they'd leave me alone after the assault, that they'd leave me in a puddle of my own blood, only I was wrong. The leader of the group pulled out a knife, before ripping off my shirt, and flipping me on my stomach; He began to carve into the skin on my back. Never, have I felt so much pain, I screamed, and begged, but it was all in vain. He carved one word into my back, ONE word: Freak.
I was lucky to live, had my foster-sister not come looking for me, I'd be ten feet under. I would have drowned from the blood in my lungs, or died from blood lose, either way, they were not very appealing ways to die." I say with a dark look casted over my features.
Sideswipe lets out a snarl.
"Yet even though everyone wanted to cause me so much pain and misery, I never truly fought back, I never laid a punch on them. Not because I was scared but because I felt I would not solve anything. Transformers had a lot to do with that, Optimus from the first time I saw him on the TV screen when I was only 7, I admired him, I wanted to be like him, I saw him as my hero, and a father figure. Everything I did I would always reflect: Is this what an Autobot would do? Most importantly would Optimus do this? But now…." I let out a dark chuckle.
"Everything I believed, is nothing but an illusion, the mech I admired is worse than any being on this planet, and the mechs I saw as the bad guys….Are the good guys, and I don't know what to do. I feel lost, so fucking lost, I don't know what to think, I don't know what to believe, because of the fear that it too will be shattered like glass." I snarl.
Sideswipe stares at me with an unreadable look, before he grabs me up and clutches me to his chest.
"Believe in me, you don't know what to believe in, then believe in me. I am on the side of the good in all of your universes. Believe that I will protect you, that you'll be safe with me, that I will go through pit and back for you. Just believe in me." He says.
With a shaky breath, I nod.
"I will. I'll believe in you Sideswipe, as long as you believe in me too."
One layer of Karly's past has been revealed! Wow her life SUCKED! DX Let's hope it'll get better for her, and that we'll find out more of her past.
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