starscream x Megatron

part 3

Thank you so much ;3...!!!  I wasn't expecting to actually have people read this! I honestly got bored one day and just decided to write...not the best at it but holy cow I'm so happy 😁😁
Anyway I may not be able to write as often cuz of school and other personal things so please be patient ❤️ enjoy ❤️❤️❤️❤️
                                                                                   
Starscream was honestly wondering what the heck was going on with Ratchet. Ratchet was acting strange...too strange...I mean he knew but he didn't wanna know...it was so obvious but it was still confusing...whose paint was smeared on Ratchets aft? And why the heck was it so similar to Optimus's?! Questions were asked quietly in Starscream's mind but they were not answered. Starscream who was beyond exhausted was staring at the ceiling, it was dark outside and the base was very quiet, everyone was back at base. As soon as they came back they moved to their quarters, optimus was not seen the entire day neither was Ratchet although they did see him that morning and afternoon but he was kinda struggling to walk and stand he also seemed pretty weak. Nobody questioned and they preferred not to. Everyone knew but they didn't want to...so no one bothered to look for the two. Now back to Starscream...things were getting difficult for him, he was terrified and scared, he didn't want to know what would happen the next time he saw Megatron...he didn't want to go back but there was a slight chance they might send him back to the arc. He was simply injured not captured so the right thing was to return him...but they knew what the bucket head did and they wouldn't do that to him...right?! They wouldn't send him back to that life, they were autobots soft sparked stupid autobots it was almost physically not possible for them to be that cruel. His mind drifted off, his frame was sprawled out over the berth, one of his legs dangled off the edge only slightly. His servo digged and scratched at his armor, energon dripped from the scratches as he was stuck in his mind, he fought emotions and the overwhelming feeling of uselessness, it was all entirely stupid, it was all so stupid that he kept thinkin Primus must hate him. he was silent as he slowly actually started to sleep for maybe only a while, bad thing was if he did sleep there was a chance of nightmares and what if the soft sparked idiots decided to sneak up on him and he accidentally hurts them. He was a coward that cared for no one but deep inside he was a big softy that was dying inside. He was getting distracted...he was going to sleep but he felt that he couldn't...not right now...right now he wanted to weep but he couldn't so he sat up and braved through it. He fought to stay awake but he was admitting that maybe sleep was better.

Sorry if it's short... :3