Chapter Eight
Several months later I was working as a singer in a bar. It wasn't the safest thing, but I needed the money. The money my parents gave me wouldn't last forever. Late one night I was walking home from work when I was attacked. I was over powered and brutally raped and beaten. When I did get my chance to fight back, I snapped the bastard's neck and ran, pressing the emergency button on my necklace to call all Auto bots to me. I took refuge in my car and the police made an appearance. They tried to get me out of the car by man-handling me. I pressed the button again on my necklace. After five minutes I broke through the wall of police and ran. I ran until I reached a tree and I climbed. One cop followed and I climbed all the way to the top to a branch that would only hold my weight. I was more than 50 feet in the air.
"Get away from me! Don't touch me!" I screamed pressing the button several more times quite rapidly. I then heard Optimus's engine. "Optimus!" I yelled. He parked under the branch that I was on and I jumped down landing on his roof, he proceeded to roll down the window. I climbed in the window.
"What happened Allison?" Optimus asked.
"I was raped," I sobbed. He fell silent for a few moments then I felt the seat under me shake with anger.
"The guy that did this to you," Optimus started.
"He's dead," I said in an uncaring voice. The cops then started trying to get and I moved to his back seat and wedged myself between the floor and his front seat. He then drove out from under the tree so he could transform. When he was done I was sitting on his shoulder and I was hysterical.
"Put her down!"
"She's afraid of you!"
"I'm afraid of you guys!" I yelled at the cops. They put their guns down and looked confused. "I was just raped!" Then I saw Ironhide and Lennox got out.
"Lower your weapons!" Lennox ordered. Slowly the guns were put away.
"She needs to go to the hospital," one of the cops said.
"I'd rather do the exam myself, I don't want to be touched," I said starting to calm down. As long as I was on Optimus's shoulder I was safe, I was out of reach. A few moments later I was in Ratchet's emergency vehicle with the supplies I needed to gather all the evidence off of myself, along with a new set of clothes. I cleaned under my nails and carefully gathered the into small envelopes. I proceeded to remove my clothes, putting each item into its own bag. I grabbed the camera that the cops had given me that would dhow bruises that have yet to form and started taking pictures. I then spread out paper for me to stand on and combed debris out of my hair, onto the paper, then I went to the cuts on my arms, swabbing them, before cleaning them and wrapping them up. Next and last was my least favorite part, the internal exam. I collected DNA and check for bruises. Once that was done I put on clean clothes, bringing out everything I collected and all the paperwork I filled out.
I gave the stuff to the cops and I went straight back to Optimus who picked me up. I spent the next four months living on Optimus, too afraid to be where I could be touched.
