Hello faithful readers! Sorry this chapter isn't as long as the last one - but I made up for it! It's full of drama and twists - that many of you saw coming! Thank you all for your reviews/favorites/follows/messages it means the world to me. And I noticed that some of you thought the cussing was a little extreme last chapter so I toned it down a little in this chapter. But, to remind you all, this character is supposed to have a little bit of an anger issue, and she grew up in a regular high school so she is going to have a little bit of a sailor's mouth. I thank you for your criticism though, and I have to admit too much cussing is trashy so hopefully this time around it's well placed! Anyway, I won't keep you all any longer.
Enjoy ~
When I found Sam, he looked as if he was on another planet – his eyes downcast and lips placed in a firm line. I lightly shook his shoulder, causing his hollow eyes to look into my own.
"Sam are you okay?"
Carly came up and took hold of Sam before he could even open his mouth. Placing one protective arm around him, she started rubbing his back with the other. She looked at me with a ferocity I didn't understand until she finished her sentence.
"She called him a messenger – that he wasn't a hero."
"Sam," I sighed through my nose, trying to contain my anger towards the she-devil. "Don't let her words get into your thick head, she's an ass. The Autobots, Mikaela, me, even Carly, we all know you were the key to saving the world twice. Not just the earth, you saved Optimus Prime, you resurrected him from the dead. I don't think I could have ever done what you did Sammy, so don't let her twist your mind to tight okay?" I hugged him, and even though he only forced a smile in my direction I knew that he knew I was right.
I took my place next to Mikaela and watched as Optimus spoke to a new revived Sentinel. As soon as Sentinel had awoken, Mikaela lean over and whisper in my ear,
"So I heard Optimus and you talked – are you okay?"
I nodded and looked at her, "Yeah I think I'm okay. I mean, okay enough that I'm not going to spiral out of control. I think I'm passed that now Mik."
She flashed a smile, relief evident in her eyes, "Good – what'd you talk about?"
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat as I thought back to our conversation.
I miss you.
"We talked about a few things, nothing too important. Andhemayhavetoldmehemissedme." I lowered my voice and mumbled the last sentence.
When I finally had the courage to look at Mikaela she had her mouth hanging ajar and her brow knitted.
"How can he do that?"
The anger in her voice took me by surprise, I wasn't expecting that.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"How can he put you through years of torture, not even a single word to you and years fucking three years later he gets the balls to say he misses you. I would chop his head off if I were you." She huffed.
Oh I forgot, "Mikaela, he wrote me – more than once."
Her head whipped around, eyes wide. "He what?! Why didn't you tell me?"
"Honestly at the time, I just wanted to ignore it. Besides, it's not like I ever replied to any of his letters."
"When we get home, you've got to show me all of those letters. I can't believe you didn't tell me." Mikaela grumbled.
"I'm sorry Mik, it's not like it changes anything he's still with that pink bitch."
Mikaela scoffed, and rolled her eyes. "Of course he is, I guess men are the same no matter what planet you're from."
I nodded, and tuned in to the conversation just as the stick in the mud started giving Sentinel attitude. The red 'Bot sighed in irritation, and pinched the bridge of his metallic nose.
"I will ignore your condescending tone if you heed the gravity of mine – The Decepticons must never know the Space Bridge is here –"
"What's the Space Bridge?" I asked Mikaela and she shrugged.
"I wasn't paying attention, maybe we can ask Lennox."
I shook my head, "I'll ask Optimus after this, we're supposed to talk anyway."
"Good luck D."
We turned back to the events in front of us, the Autobots seemed to have dispersed for the most part, only Elita, Optimus, Jazz, Bee, and Sentinel remaining in the room below. I didn't know whether Optimus wanted Elita knowing of our meeting so while Sam and Carly headed home with Bee, I waited around with Mikaela. I couldn't help but notice that Elita was no longer in the room when Optimus had finally approached us. I waited until he stood in front of us to acknowledge his presence. Optimus's blue optics found mine, he nodded to Mikaela.
"Hello Mikaela, I trust you are doing well? You needn't worry about giving Delyia a ride home, Jazz or myself will drive her safely."
She smiled, I could tell she was trying not to tell him off.
"Yes just fine Optimus. Delyia," She turned to me, "Don't do anything you'll regret. Optimus, don't send her home crying or I'll kick your ass."
I think both Optimus and I didn't know whether she was being serious or joking so we remained silent as she turned to talk to Lennox about getting our car. I looked to Optimus to see him reaching down, I took the hint and jumped onto his hand, and he lead us out of the room – into the night air. We came to a stop a few yards away from the base, far enough to where no one could hear us, but close enough incase anything happened. I remained silent as he set me down on the ground, transforming into the Peterbilt and his holoform appearing beside it. I shook my head,
"If we're going to have a serious talk, I want to talk to you, not this humanoid version of you."
His holoform nodded, and it slowly dissipated as the Peterbilt built itself back up into the thirty-two foot Autobot leader. He remained in the sitting position as I settled in near him, close but far enough away so I wouldn't be squished incase he moved the wrong way. We both sat in silence for what seemed like half an hour before I heard Optimus clear his voice processor. I looked up to him to see his electric blue focused down on me; I felt a tingle shoot through my spine when our eyes made contact.
"Optimus," I sighed, even saying his name still sent my heart into a flutter. "What did you want to talk about?"
"To be frank, I am not entirely sure swe – Delyia. I – " He paused for a moment, looking down at his hands, " – I just felt it deep within my spark that I couldn't let you leave yet."
I felt my emotional wall breaking at the confliction evident in his voice, it rumbled as pieces started to whisk away. Desperate, I attempted to hardened my heart, and steel my resolve as words poured from his mouth.
"Why do you keep saying things like that?" I said through gritted teeth.
"Like what Delyia?"
"That 'my spark told me this' and 'my spark told me that'. If your spark is telling you things like that then why'd you leave me – " I stopped myself short, there was no point in getting into this conversation again.
"Delyia, I only speak the truth. I've never yet lied to you about my feelings, although it's been tough for me, I've always made sure you were told the truth. It's what you deserve and nothing less."
To hear the word, deserve, send my bottled up rage into a frenzy.
"Did I deserve to be thrown away like some piece of trash in the blink of an eye? You barely gave us any thought when Elita came into the picture. She came crashing down in her metallic shit storm, and you left me high and dry without a thought to spare. To make matters worse, you told me 'she was right about me.' I – " I took a deep breath to stop myself, "There's no point in getting into this again."
Optimus's head hung, he seemed to be having an internal struggle.
"Delyia," his voice hitched as he said my name, I felt a crack break open at the hurt in his tone. "I am sorry. You cannot fathom how much pain I am in, every nanoclick of every orn. I don't know what I did to deserve this, Primus knows I've asked for relief from this constant torture and I've yet to find that kind of release."
I felt my brow furrow as the tears threatened to spill, my voice lost behind the struggle of keeping them at bay. I felt a sob threaten to escape, and my hands smacked themselves over my lips in a feeble attempt to stop them.
"No matter what I do, I cannot stop you from experiencing sadness. I do not deserve a creature such as you in my life Delyia." His optics dulled as his holoform sat a few inches away from me.
He brought his hand to my face and wiped away a stray tear, instinctually I shied away from his touch.
"What do you think this is?" I felt my breath quicken as I backed away from him. "You can't just waltz into my life three years later and apologize a-and expect everything to be okay!" I subdued another sob as it bubbled forth, my arms weaved into themselves as I struggled to find the right words.
"I don't think everything is going to be okay immediately, but I want to work towards it Delyia."
Each word was like a tiny needle jabbing itself repeatedly into my skin, "I can't believe you." I shook my head, I can't believe him.
"Delyia please, you know me –"
"The Optimus I thought I knew had my whole heart, I trusted him completely. I never thought he'd leave me – especially less than twenty four hours after I gave him not just my heart but my soul." I dug my nails into my skin to keep my emotions from completely running rampant.
"I made a mistake!" He roared, his hands flew up in exasperation. "Elita is my first love, the one I thought I would be spending the rest of this life with. I thought I had moved on from her but I hadn't and it wasn't fair for you to be in a relationship with someone who isn't full devoted to you."
"You should've thought about that before you snuck your way into my pants!" I spat.
Optimus looked at me in shock for a moment, even though his holoform wasn't the same I could still see the electricity humming from behind his sapphire eyes.
"Is that the kind of being you think I am?" His voice was barely a whisper as he asked the question.
"I don't know who you are anymore."
"Is everything okay here?"
Out of nowhere the pink devil herself appeared, her 'body' a few yards away and her holoform stood before us. Her black hair was streaked with different shades of pink, and like most of the other Autobots she had crystal blue eyes. Her rose lips were turned downward, and her hard eyes were set upon me.
"Get the fuck away from me." I snapped, I felt all my anger direct itself towards her.
"Such hostility – tsk tsk tsk. Then again what else can you expect from a dirty human being?" She snickered.
"Elita." Optimus gasped, "How can you say such a thing?"
Her eyes turned to his form, "It's true, these humans are filthy creatures. I don't know why we fight for their future."
I shut my eyes, and attempted to control myself but with each passing second I felt the urge to punch her grow stronger and stronger.
"We fight for them because all sentient beings deserve freedom. Elita you used to uphold this rule just as strongly as I do – what has happened to you?" Optimus shook his head.
"Nothing about me has changed – you've changed. Since when do you mate with something as disgusting as that? What happened to us and all the words we shared?"
In that moment, I felt something within my chest snap and suddenly I was on fire. The flames burst from within as my fury radiated, swirling about me and fueling my desire to kick her teeth in. I let my primal instincts take over as I leapt from my place to the holoform of Elita, dragging my fist across her face. She was knocked back and fell to the ground, I managed to throw in two more punches before she threw me off, and I rolled a few feet away. Snapping back up to my feet I found her form rushing towards me, fist held high. I dodged her punch and elbowed her abdomen, causing her to lurch forward and freeing up her face. I clocked her three times before someone else held me back. I screamed and kicked against whoever held me, red ringed my vision as I watched her stand, a look of fury in her own features. Nothing could register in my brain other than the fact that I had to beat this woman senseless, she stole everything from me and I needed her to pay. I didn't even know I was shouting until the red started fading,
"You bitch! You destroyed everything – you took everything away from me! I hope you burn in hell you filthy pile of scrap metal!" Spit flung from my mouth as I screamed every word.
Elita scoffed as she transformed back, she stood towering above me, and – as I just realized – Optimus, who still had a hold on my arms.
"I can't do this anymore. Fuck this, and fuck you Optimus. It's over." She growled and stomped back into the base.
As she stomped away Optimus released his grip on me and I stumbled forward. Turning around he avoided eye contact with me, his own fixated on Elita. I scoffed and buried the urge to shove him too.
"Go chase after her since you want her so bad, I'm not going to even attempt to stop you."
His hardened eyes locked on to mine, and I immediately felt a sense of fear.
"Something isn't right." He whispered before his holoform dissipated.
I turned in time to see the base before us explode, flaming debris shooting across the sky. My heart lurched as I witnessed the destruction of the Autobot base, and then my thoughts crossed to the Autobots still inside. I turned to scream at Optimus but he was already bounding towards the burning building. I could only watch in horror as the building slowly burned to the ground.