Save my heart (Sunstreaker)

* Chapter 24. Followed *

The next morning, Sunstreaker was tensed and I didn't know why. He seemed to be irritated and quite moody. For my own good, I just fed him with pancakes and didn't talk to much. 'Paige?'
"Yes, Sunny?' I mumbled while cleaning. 'I can't find my favorite shirt. Is it still in the laundry?' He asked. 'No, on the top shelf, because you asked me to wash it before today,' I said. He turned around, 'I just looked in the closet and it's not there.'

'What do I get it I find it?' I asked and turned. He glared daggers at me. 'So, you're telling me I am lying!" He sneered. "No, I am saying didn't look good enough." I passed him and walked upstairs. "That's not true! I did look good enough," he sneered. I opened his closet and grabbed his shirt from the top shelf. He became quiet. "You see, it's in the closet," I said. He snitched it out of my hands. 'You just put it there,' he scowled. 'No, it's been there all night,' I said and kissed his cheek. 'Whatever," he sneered and turned on his heels. He left twenty minutes later and left He left a silent behind.

I sat down on the couch, scrolling through my phone and enjoyed my time on my own until I heard a knock on the front door. Maybe Sunny bought something online. I opened the door and faced Ben. 'What are you doing here? Didn't you get the memo?' I asked. He pushed me aside and walked in. 'Yeah, come in,' I growled sarcastically and shut the door. 'Wow... really nice place though,' he said, ignoring my comment. 'How are you able to afford this place?' he asked. I sighed and crossed my eyes. 'You need to leave, Ben,' I said. He snorted and gave me a look. 'Perhaps I stay for a night,' he said and headed upstairs. 'Ben!' I snapped and sprinted after him upstairs. 'With whom do you live?' he asked, pointing at Sunstreaker's room. 'My boyfriend.' He stopped in his tracks and turned. 'Your boyfriend?' he asked. 'Yes.' Sunstreaker will never forgive me for calling him my boyfriend but I just wanted to get rid of him. 'Can you leave me alone?' I asked.

'Why haven't you told me you have a boyfriend?' he snapped. 'Why should I? It's not your business,' I snapped and pushed him aside. 'Paige!' He marched after me and grabbed me. 'Let me go!' I shouted. He pushed me off the stairs and I lost my consciousness for a moment. When I woke up, I was surrounded by blood and horrible pain. Ben marched over to me, apparently he had been waiting for me to wake up. 'How can you date someone else?!' he shouted. He's obviously upset about it. 'I am sick of it!" he sneered. I flinched. 'You are going to move in with me,' he shouted. I was in too much agony to respond to him. 'You understand?!' he shouted before marching over to the door. 'Friday! Keep that day in mind, Paige,' he sneered before he slammed the door shut behind him.

I laid on the ground for a very long time until I found the courage to move. I screamed. By the looks of it, I had dislocated my hip, probably broken some ribs and my back was to die for. Not to even mention my head. My hair was drenched in blood and dripped down my face, nasty bruises all over my body and cuts. I blacked out again. The pain was taking over but I couldn't tell for how long. 'Paige? What on earth have you been doing?!' I weakly opened my eyes. Sunstreaker crouched down, 'what are you doing?' he asked again. Like it was my intention to end up like this. 'It hurts.' He sighed and grabbed me. 'Come on...' he tried to help me up but I screamed and he instantly let go of me. 'What happened?' he asked. 'I had a visitor...' I scowled. 'You let someone in?' he asked. 'Well, I never invited him in... I didn't even expect him to be here.'

He sighed, 'you need to get up. Where does it hurt?' he asked. 'Everything, my ribs, my back... my stomach. My stomach hurts so much,' I whispered. He lifted my shirt and hummed. He got up and grabbed his phone. He spoke in Cybertronian before he disconnected the call and crouched down again. 'You have to get up... despite the pain,' he said. 'I think a piece of your rib has ruptured something and caused an internal bleeding, you are going to die if you don't get up now,'  he said.  He helped me up and supported me. 'It wasn't my fault... he got mad at me because I said...' I stopped. 'Keep it for later,' he snorted. I barely knew where we were going and what was going on.

I woke up and blinked against the bright light. 'Oh, look who's awake.' I opened my eyes again and looked at Sunny. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. 'Oh, Sunny...' A smile crept up on my face. 'What am I gonna do with you, CHatty? How many times have I saved your life?' he scoffed. He walked up to me and hugged me, which surprised me. 'Chatty please don't get yourself in so much trouble. I can't keep saving you and one day it will be too late,' he said. He sat on the edge. 'I know, Sunny.' he pressed his forehead against mine. 'Now I have to cook for you,' he muttered. 'I don't mind... you're amazing in the kitchen,' I said. 'Yeah and in the bedroom but you don't know that yet,' he mocked and got up. I blushed and looked away.

Ratchet walked in and crossed his arms. 'I have seen you more in my medbay than some soldier that work here for over ten years,' he scoffed. I looked away. 'Broken ribs, internal bleeding, dislocated hip, bruised spinal cord... nasty head wound...' he said. 'What on earth happened?' he asked. 'I would nearly think you came out of a battle,' he scoffed. 'I fell off the stairs...' I replied. 'After you got pushed, wasn't it?' he asked. I gave a small nod. 'Who did it?' Ratchet asked. 'A childhood friend...' I replied. 'It's not a concern for now... get some rest,' he said. 'Can't I take her home?' Sunny asked. 'I don't think that will be a good idea. She needs care and you only care about yourself. We don't like the idea that she lives with you in general,' he said. 'I am not doing anything wrong... I like to have her around,' he said. 'Ah, just like the other girls? You have said this so many times before.'  Sunstreaker clenched his jaws together. 'I am going to take her home, whether you like it or not,' he snapped. The medic growled. 'Fine... tomorrow.' I had to admit that Ratchet gave in very fast. He didn't even try to argue with him and that might be Sunstreaker's biggest power. He's so dominant that he can intimidate people just by looking at them.

two days later, Sunstreaker took me home again. I could barely turn my body. My spinal cord was killing me and every breath caused me pain. I didn't want to move at all. I didn't want to ask Sunstreaker for help but I relied on him a lot. He studied me for a moment. 'Can you remove my shirt?' I asked. He nodded and helped me remove my shirt. His strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me against his body. I hissed and flinched. 'You depend on me now, huh?' he asked. I snorted but nodded, 'shall I help you shower? I doubt you can dry and wash your hair,' he said. 'You don't have to...' I mumbled. 'But I want to,' he said. 'You would do me a favor.' Sunstreaker helped me and was surprisingly gentle. I eventually settled back in the living room on the couch while he got us both a snack. 'Alright... so, there's something else I'd like to do... talk about.' He glanced at me as he sat down. 'like what?' he asked scoffed. 'The guy that pushed me off the stairs is mad at me because I guess he's jealous and wants me to move in with him instead.'

'I haven't heard what you want from me yet.'

'Can you help me out so he finally leaves me alone?'

He snorted. 'So, I have to nurse you, basically be your slave and you want me to solve your damn problem?' he scoffed. 'You can drop the nursing part as long as you help me out with this besides... I never told you to be my slave. I never asked anything from you because I know you don't like it,' I said. 'What do you think about me?' I raised an eyebrow. 'No, that's what you told me when I moved in here, but you forgot, isn't it?' I mocked. 'You are lucky that I like you so much because otherwise I would have killed you a couple of days ago when I found you,' he grumbled. 'Somewhere, deep down in your stone cold heart you do have a soft spot for me.' He rolled his eyes. 'Otherwise you would be dead,' he cooed and took a sip. 'Alright, fine... I will help you out with this 'problem' of yours,' he said. I smiled, 'you would do me a favor,' I mumbled. Sunstreaker glanced at me again, 'Only I am allowed to hurt you,' he stated. I snorted, 'I bet.'