What was I made for? (Optimus prime fanfic)

Chapter 2: The search

Emma Walsh POV

"Emma. Baby. Wake up." I looked and saw my older brother Billy. "Hey, cutie. Good morning. How'd you sleep?" He asked.

I shrugged. Billy then helped me sit up. "Why don't you go outside and get some air?" Billy asked rubbing my hair softly. I nodded.

I sat up and winced. Billy stopped. I knew he was never there but seeing him always felt good.

"Sorry..." I muttered. "Don't apologize. You're still hurt from the fight?" I nodded. Billy softly rubbed my hair.

He then kissed my hair softly.

I got outside and I saw Predaking sit up. I smiled and rubbed his snout. He purred. I then saw Shane. I sighed.

"Do I need to beat his ass?" I turned to see Optimus smoking. I shook my head. Shane glared at me as him and Rick walked off.

I was in my room alone. I went to open my door when the door hit my face. I cried out.

Optimus stood up when he heard Emma cry out in pain.

Shane pinned me to the floor. I then looked in the mirror and saw Billy. He looked at a place on the floor. I looked and saw a knife.

Billy smirked and nodded at me.

I grabbed the knife and stabbed Shane's ankle. He yelled in pain. He then slammed my face on the floor multiple times. He then pulled out his gun. The door busted open and I saw Optimus and Rick.

"She attacked me out of nowhere and stabbed me!" Shane lied. I winced as my head burned and my nose bled.

"Baby..." Optimus rushed over to me. He helped me stand.

"H-He's lying! H-He attacked me!" I managed to say. Optimus glared at Shane. "Come on."

Optimus cleaned the cuts and bruises on my face and made sure my nose was okay.

"You're good." Optimus said. I then saw Rick walk in. "Hey. Can I speak to Emma alone?" He asked. Optimus looked at me.

I nodded and Optimus walked out. Rick turned to me. "I'm sorry this happened to you. Maybe if I had kept an eye on you..."

"Don't blame yourself. It's fine. He's lucky Billy nor Ben are here." I said. Rick looked at me. "I know you miss him." I nodded.

I was sitting outside. Billy was watching me closely. "Maybe wr shouldn't be out here when it's this dark?" Billy suggested. "It allows me to do this."

I took my glove off and my hand lit on fire. Billy watched. "You still can't control it?" He asked me. "No. I'm working on it." I said.

He smiled and he kissed my hair.

What was I made for?