She's Just a Human | Transformers

41: Oblivion

{Chapter Under Edition} ~Dream Catcher  

Dont hate me...

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I wake up and rub my eyes, I slowly open them. Why is it so dark in here?
I look around and find myself in my room but something's different... It's not the fact that this is the reconstructed house but, there's something that doesn't make sense it's...
I sigh.
The curtains are closed.

I sit down and stare at them, wondering why did I close them. I pull my legs closer and rest my head on my knees.

I close my eyes, wishing I could just stay in bed the whole day.
A vibration sound gets me out of my thoughts.
I open my eyes and look at the phone laid on a little table beside my bed.
I grab it and read the text message I just received.

' 'Morning Dallas :) you know you can change your mind anytime and I'll pick you up, ok?
-Will '

I softly smile. Will's still at the Base but tonight he'll return to his house with his family, he asked me if I wanted to go with him to spend some days with them but I declined the invitation I.. I felt like...
I don't know... I just felt I couldn't go...

I sigh and stand up. I take a shower, get dressed and step back into my room, where I left my back pack last night.
I hang it on my shoulder and head to the studio.

I walk slowly, looking at everything around me, this might not be my original home but this was a gift... From the Autobots, so I feel there's part of them everywhere I look.

I enter to the studio and sit on the desk's chair. I place my backpack on top of the desk and take a deep breath.

I look at the inside and see something wrapped in a black cloth that doesn't precisely fit in the backpack.
My gun.
I grab it and take the cloth away. I look at its scratched surface and run my fingertips through the metal.
I swear this can shoot forever.
I stare at it for some decide and place it beside the backpack.

I look inside it and see other things there. I put my hand inside and take out some sheets of paper.
I look at the drawing on the top.

Ironhide, my annoying big brother, also known as The Soft Guy.

I chuckle as I remember where that name came from.
I can perfectly recall what he said..

'You think I'm soft?! I'm all made of metal!'

'... Now you think I'm funny?! These things are not funny!'

'... Why are you still laughing?!'

'... You know what? I'll just ignore you...'

I laugh as I remember that moment. He said that after he promised he would replace my house.
And he did.

I turn to the next drawing. It's Optimus, so serious yet so expressive at the same time.
I just keep thinking about the day I cried on him when I saw my house turned into ashes.
I must've looked so small...

But he saw me like someone big. For the first time in two years, someone looked at me like I was big.

I place the drawing on the desk and look at the next one.

"You adorable Blondie..."

I smile sadly as I look at Bee's drawing.

Another paper slides from my hand and slowly falls to the ground.
I grab it and look at what's drawn there.
It's Ratchet. Well, half of it. I didn't finish drawing him.