My friend is a psychopath -Sunstreaker fanfiction-

• Chapter 15. Bathroom

I don't know for how long I've been laying on the bathroom floor. Probably for too long. All I could think about was my mother. I was all alone now. I didn't know what to do anymore. I felt lost and I hated to feel it. 'Skylla?' Sunstreaker halted. How did he even get in? I didn't reply and kept staring at the ceiling. 'What Uh... what are you doing?' He asked. I didn't reply. 'Are we having a breakdown?' He stepped inside. 'She's dead. My mother is dead...'

He stared at me. 'Does it help laying here?' He asked eventually. I didn't reply. 'Look, you need to get up. Laying here isn't an option,' he said. 'Just go away. Please just leave me alone. I can't see you right now. Just go before I am going to say things I might regret because believe me... there are a lot of bad things I want to yell at you right now. The best thing you can do, is to piss off and never come back!' Sunstreaker turned away. His footsteps faded and the door slammed the shut. Did he seriously listen to me? That's the first time that happens.

((Sunstreaker's P.O.V))
If I stay, I'll make things worse. That for sure. I reached the base and caught up with Ironhide. I needed some advice even though I hated asking people. 'What do you want?'
'I need some advice...' he stopped in his tracks and looked at me like I was crazy. 'Advice? You?' He nearly laughed. 'The femme is laying on the bathroom floor. She doesn't want to get up... you think she's dying or something? Can grief kill humans because if that's the case, I'll go back and help her out of her misery.'

'On the bathroom floor?'

I nodded. 'You should talk to Ratchet. He knows her better than any of us. He might be able to help you.' I passed a Ironhide. Ratchet was hard to find. Apparently, he's busy with all kinds of things today. I managed to get a hold on him. 'Can you talk to the femme.' Ratchet shook his head. 'I can't. There are a lot of surgeries planned for today. They can't wait unless you know how to remove an appendix.'

'I remove organs from humans when I am angry.'
'Stupid question to ask you.'

Ratchet rolled his eyes while writing something down. 'I need your help. The femme is laying on the bathroom floor. Ironhide said I should talk to you about it. I can't work with her. She's not open about anything. It's impossible.'
'It surprises me to hear that coming from your mouth. In your point of view, nothing is impossible. It's your own fault you ended up in this position, Sunstreaker. She didn't want to work for you and you forced her. Deal with the consequences.' He passed.

'All I am asking is for you to talk to her. It's not about me. It's about her. She's nothing doing so good. She seems to listen to you.' He sighed. 'Fine, I will pass by later today. After my surgery. Just leave her alone, alright?' I nodded. Ratchet walked off into the direction of the OR. Sideswipe could've talked to Skylla. I am sure he could've talked to her. Sideswipe has always been good with the talking stuff and understanding people. I really miss that empty and sympathy sometimes. As a psychopath, I don't get why people get so emotional. I don't get why Skylla is so upset. Her mother is dead, so what? Move on with your life. Get a life.

((Skylla's P.O.V))

'Skylla?'

Ratchet glanced at me. 'It doesn't help. Laying here isn't going to change anything,' he said quietly. 'I don't understand. Wasn't I good enough? Wasn't I a reason to stay alive?' Ratchet sighed and sat down on the edge of the bathtub. 'We both know it would've happened sooner or later.' I snorted and rolled my eyes. 'Gave you spoken to Sunstreaker yet.'

'He's the last person I want to talk to right now. He doesn't understand anyway, he's a psychopath,' I scowled. 'Perhaps, but he's going to through a rough time too. He just deals with it in his own way. Sunstreaker can't be trusted...'

I glanced at him.

'He's rude, selfish, dangerous, impulsive, arrogant, strong and a quick thinker. He's people one step ahead and he's always able to finish the job...'

'Are you trying to cheer me up? Because it's not helping,' I sulked.

'... but Sunstreaker also knows what he wants. He's one of the smartest mechs I know. He sees things in people, plus has extraordinary skills. He sees something in you. He treats you like he has never treated anyone before. He has been really patient and soft. He never does that. He came here to check up on you. He never does that either.'

'I never asked for any of it. I am tired of arguing with him. He doesn't listen and I am tired of trying. I want my old job back.'
'All I am asking is for you to give him a change. Not one week but a month. So you can get to know him. You have no idea how much he hates humans. Maybe even more than Megatron himself. Why are you wasting his patients? He can cha he in just a few seconds and you haven't seen that side yet. He came to me and asked me to talk to you. If you don't stop trying to push him away, he will turn on you. He will kill you. He's being nice now, but if you cross his boundaries, he's going to murder you.'

'None if you is trying to get me out of this mess. None of you talked to me about it. You all assumed I wanted this and haven't we had this argument before? I am not in the mood. Just go away if you haven't anything useful to say.'
'No, because none of us can.' Ratchet got up. 'You need to deal with him, rather you like it or not.'

Ratchet exited the bathroom and eventually my house. I listened to his alt-mode driving off. When the sounds faded, a deadly silence was left behind. One I hated. It reminded me too much of my lonely existence. I am lonely and on the other hand, I don't wanna go out and make new friends.

I rolled on my side and looked at the tile's. I followed the curves with my finger tips. What am I supposed to do with Sunstreaker?