Save my heart (Sunstreaker)

* Chapter 8. Beaten up. *

I thought it would be better the following day, but I was wrong. Video's of me were spread throughout the base and even appeared on Facebook. I just tried not show how hurt I was and how embarrassed I felt. "Hi, Paige," I looked at Jazz and flashed him a smile. "What are you doing here all alone?" he asked, looking around the gear room. "Hiding," I replied. He sat down next to me. "What's up?" he asked. "Haven't you heard or seen it?" I asked. He raised a brow and shook his head. "They spread a video of me... it ended up on Facebook and now everyone knows what kind of loser I am," I sulked.

"OH, no... Paige, you're not a loser. Don't listen to these soldiers," he scoffed. "What if I made a mistake, what if I my dream was only an illusion of fake reality?" I asked. "Sunstreaker has fate in you," he said. I snorted, "I bet he's laughing his ass off," I sulked. "He persuaded Lennox to give you a change." I perked my head up. "He did?" I asked. "Sunstreaker said that he has fate in you and that you're more than 'just the cleaner' and Lennox went along with it because Sunstreaker never gave his input about who to recruit. In fact, he never gave a human a compliment or got away without injuries," he said. "So, you sort of likes me?" I asked. "He will never admit it," Jazz snorted.

A smile crept up on my face. "You can always try to talk to Sunstreaker and ask him to help you," he said. "Sunstreaker doesn't train humans," I said. "He told Optimus he's willing to teach you the basics. Optimus pointed out that you don't have any experiences," he said. "Really?" It sounded too good to be true actually. "Don't doubt yourself," I gave a small nod. Jazz got up and grabbed what he needed. "People are bullies, they're not worth it," he said before he walked off. Jazz is right, but I just felt deeply embarrassed. The other soldiers use it against me and mock me off with it. I had expected them to mock me off but not like this.

I felt so much pressure on doing it right that I kept making mistakes. I spotted Sunstreaker doing some calisthenics, which was so hot. Jazz popped up in my mind for a moment. Maybe he wants to help me out and teach me the basics. I walked up to him. "H-hi... I was like— thinking if you could maybe... help me? Maybe show me some basics—" Sunstreaker completely ignored. "You're really good, I mean... I-I... I haven't stalked you. That would be ridiculous... I wouldn't stalk you—" Sunstreaker jumped on the ground and stared blankly at me.

"I wouldn't do that..."
"Just come the point, human."
"I need help."
"Go ask your teammates."

Sunstreaker turned away from me. "They don't want to help me. They're making fun of me." Sunstreaker looked over his shoulder. "Haven't they done that before?" I gave a small nod. "Yeah... they have— but it's different this time," I said. "They gave me a dreadful nickname. One that's worse than Sunny," I said. Sunstreaker laughed coldly and turned again. "Which is?"

"Pencil... because I am skinny."

He laughed, "you just ignore it! Isn't that what you have been doing before?" He asked. "Yeah, before they actually started to record me and post it on Facebook. They shared with the entire world. I keep making mistakes due to pressure of not making mistake. All because they record everything I do," I sighed. Sunstreaker's laughter had died down. "Look, Paige. I don't train humans. Just ignore what they're doing and leave me alone," he snapped. I sighed and turned around, walking off. I could have expected that. He gave me an cold shoulder the entire day.

At 5 PM, I decided to crash at Ratchet's office and see if I could get some painkillers. I knocked before walking in. "You have time?" I asked. He looked up. "What on earth have you been doing?" He got up while I shut the door behind me. "Y-yeah uhm... the soldiers are rough. I was wondering if you got some painkillers because everything is sore." He sat me down and lifted my chin. "You got an hit in your face?"

"The other day. I had a big nosebleed," I muttered. He sighed, "you should've come to me." He grabbed a few things and cleaned up the scratches and cuts. "Yeah, I am sorry," I mumbled. "My mom is going to freak out when she sees me," I scoffed. "Yeah, most likely?" Ratchet replied. "Thanks, really helps," I mocked. "Just telling you facts."

He patched me up and gave me some pain killers as well. "Take some rest," he said. I nodded and hoisted myself up. On way towards the hanger, I saw Sunny in the distance. He doesn't want to talk to me anymore so I continue my journey.

"Paige."
Mom sat me down and inspected me completely. "Jeez," she breathed and hugged me. "Why don't you drop this?" She asked. "Because I like it and I won't step out of the program after only two days," I scoffed. "This is ridiculous," she sulked and kissed my head. "I am fine mom," I muttered. She stepped back and watched me get. "Where's dad?"

"At work," she replied without looking at me. "Is he coming back?" Mom glanced at me. "Of course," she snorted. "I don't like the fighting. It s going on for so long," I said. "Yeah, I know." She passed me without saying anything else and I got up. "Ben brought these flowers today." I walked over to the table and grabbed the note attached to the red roses. "From Ben? Surprising," I muttered under breath.

Hi Paige,
I am sorry for pissing you off. I hope we can hang out some time soon.

Xxx
Ben

"Wow..." I sulked sarcastically. "What did the note say?" Mom asked from the kitchen. "An apology," I sulked. "Maybe it's nice to message him," she said. "Yeah, after I showered," I muttered and walked over to the bathroom. I had mixed feelings about this.