Thank you for everything...

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Transformers don't belong to me!
Sad story!
Death, suicide, swearing
Read at your own risk you have been warned
Human transformers!
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Prowl watched from afar as jazz laughed and giggled at blasters joke. Prowl looked at the coffee in his hand and stole a glance at jazz. Jazz looked happy prowl knew he would never make him happy. Prowl left the rec. room with a bitter feeling forming inside him. When prowl got to his office he knew that he could not work with this bitter feeling in his heart. So prowl sat at his officer and stared blankly at the paper work on his desk. No one would come anyway, no one cared anyway if he disappeared. Disappeared huh would any one notice right away he was gone? No one would because no one cared about his well being. Anyway he was the no fun person or the stick up in the ass person that never was easy going. Like jazz his heart tightened and felt bitter and lonely when he thought of jazz. His friend...it hurt to say he's a friend because that's all jazz would ever be to him a friend. Just like prowl will be to jazz forever never to be a lover or anything. Anyway jazz had his eyes on someone else since he always talk about them. Prowl clutched at his chest, over his heart with pained look, It hurt it hurt so much. Prowl knew what had to be done in order to stop the pain. He could either stop their friendship but he could never do that it would hurt him so much or he can kill himself. It would be easier to kill himself they would never cut ties as friends. Even if they were at war and they needed him for it but they probably don't he can leave notes of the lessons left to teach smokescreen. He would be a excellent tactic after all smokey was his older brother. His death would affect his brothers the most blue might break but he still had a other brother. He would be fine he had friends surrounding him to help him, he didn't have friends so it was fine. His only friends was jazz but that would end anyway soon he'll be at peace and no one would mind because no one cared. With that planned formed in his head prowl looked at his side and saw his gun. Prowl got up and picked up the gun but he did not aim it to his head instead he put it in his holder. He started to walk out of his office for the last time, he made the notes along time ago just encased he died while teaching a young tactic. Prowl grabbed his cop hat and put it over his head with dead , tired , and heart broken eyes if anyone saw he was broken. The shadow over his eyes would make anyone chill in fear. Prowl walked to the entrance of the base with out anyone saying a simple hello to him. Just like that he got out of the base and no one stopped him prowl smiled bitterly. Prowl started to walk away for the last time, he was half way done with his plan. Soon he would be at peace no more loneliness no more bitter feelings and lastly no more heart break, no more jazz. Prowl heart tighten with pain but prowl kept on walking to the place he would be dead. An abounded hillside that was beautiful that was silent that was away from humans ear's. It was completely abounded no one would hear the gun or his last breath, it was perfect for a broken person.

-Time Skip-

Prowl was sitting next to a tress and had a nice view of the sunset. Prowl smiled bitterly for this would be the last thing he will see. Prowl looked at the gun that his hand was holding and his phone on the next hand. He was going to die at least he could say his feeling before he died. Prowl pressed the call button at jazz contact, he put the phone next to his ear and put his head against the tree. Prowl prepared the gun and with a 'click' he put it next his head with his finger on the trigger.
Ring ring
Ring ring
Ri-
"Ello?"
Jazz beautiful voiced came threw the speaker. How nice he would die with this lovely sunset and his friends voice.
"Hey..."
His voice was shaky but jazz didn't seem to notice.
"Oh! Hey prowl!"
Prowl smiled bitterly
"Oh nothing just want to know how your day was..."
Tears silently feel from prowls eyes, his world went blurry.
"Huh? Oh! I'm good hey hey did you now that today blaster gave me flowers! Man he's sure-"
Jazz continued to ramble about blaster not noticing what prowl was going threw.
"Mhh...I have to go jazz..."
"Huh? Is there something wro-"
"Thank you for everything jazz"
Thank you for making me feel love and thank you for making me feel heartbreak.
"What's wro-"
This was it time to say it, time to die. Tears started to fall more than last time and he started to chock on his words then he said them.
"I love you"
Before prowl could let jazz answer or process what he said he hung up.

Beep beep beep beep-!

The phone fell from his hand and to the ground. Prowl form started to shake, he started to cry. Prowl finger twitched in the trigger then he smiled one last time with tears rolling down his cheek and chin.

"Thank you..."

Bang!

Jazz POV:

Beep beep beep beep-!

I sat their frozen. "Is something wrong jazz?" Jazz looked up and saw most of his friends looking at him with worried looks. "H-huh? O-oh yea h-hey I got to g-go" jazz stood up not hearing his friend answer nor caring. Jazz called red alert "what!" Jazz stood still in the middle of the hallway and looked at the camera.

"Where's prowl?"

It been a week since prowl vanished everyone was looking everywhere for him. Blue was slowest breaking but his older brother was trying not to let him break. Optimus was worried about his friend and ratchet was his angry self but he been more quiet he's clearly worried. Ironhide barked at the search team to keep looking to never stop look. Jazz...no one saw him no one ever saw him. Jazz just disappeared like the wind he was. But when they did find him...it was a dark day a very dark day.

There prowl was against the tree with a sickly color skin that was too white for a living person. His eyes were covered by his hat but they knew he was dead. But what broke them completely was jazz broken form hugging prowl with blood coming out of his lips. Just like blood coming from prowls head they were both dead.

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Inspiration: a very sad song and a one shot I read about ;-;

...I was not even trying to be sad here well only half trying I wrote this in like a hour...sorry if it's bad...;-;

1200+ words

Luna out~🌙

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