Chapter Eleven

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A/N: I am very sorry for the late update my fellow readers. A few days ago, My college have a middle exam and this week I have lots of free time to update my book. I hope you understand. Anyway, this story contains slight NSFW, bullying, violence, gore and some triggering stuff. Please read this story carefully. The picture is not mine, credit to the owner Scraplet in Deviantart.

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 Recap:

(Y/N) POV:

Carefully, I open the mirror once again to see where he is facing and close it a little bit so it won't make a clicking sound and to make me easier to get away from him. He was looking on the front side but he wasn't aware that I was watching him from far away with the help of the light and reflection. My orbs keep darting back and forth, getting ready to escape from this hell-hole.

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His heavy step was getting further away from me but his vision was still facing forward, it's a stupid move if I decide to move when he is still facing forward because he would spot me immediately as I still keep looking at the compact mirror on my hand. His movements were slow, the way he was walking around the room and searching for me is like a tortoise waiting for someone to pick him up and helping him walk faster.

Never underestimate slow people, even if they aren't fast with their movement. They can be very dangerous when it comes to close-distance fighting because they have better strength, especially like the guy inside this room and trapping me. From the recent fight with Arcee, I knew she probably got injured and already got submitted by Ratchet even though I haven't really seen their full fight. 

My eyes glance at the compact mirror again and see him turning around, not looking in my direction once again and I can feel my soul screaming in victory. Carefully, I give pressure on my knees and change my position like a crawling animal as I slowly move to another table, trying to create a zero sound from my movements, his booming sound almost makes me stop on my way but I keep mange to calm myself and continue moving.

"Show yourself, Autobot. Our leader Megatron requires you to meet him and the consequence are lethal if you don't meet him," the taller male bluntly threaten me.

The exit door was still pretty far away for me to quickly run away but I can taste a victory as I crawl closer and closer, 'Please don't hear me crawling, please don't hear me crawling,' I pray to myself. But it seems life decides to gamble on me and make fun of me for my mistake in the past because I can hear a strong metallic sound and a painful feeling afterwards on my knees, 'Shit! My knee just hit the foot of the table. I am going to die, go stupid me' I curse myself for my own stupidity.

Another deafening slam could be heard as my head turned around very slowly, trying to take a peek if the tall and dark guy heard that loud bang from the impact of my knees. I can see his face as clear as a crystal, he has a pale skin tone, deep marron eyes like the eyes of a predator, and indigo shades of purple for his messy hair that covered one of his eyes, an eyepatch, stubbles on his chin and lastly a helix piercings on his right ear.

His eyes already staring into mine with the most unamused gaze as he is standing behind me. I quickly backed away as his hands were going to grab the collar of my shirt, "G-GET AWAY FROM ME!" I shout before kicking his hands away and giving a spring to my knees before pushing myself to crawl away as quick as I can. The male hisses when I kicked his hands and his eyes still glaring at me.

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