Flickering Sirens (Transformers Rescue Bots, Chase x Female! Reader)

Chapter Twenty

You wouldn't forget.

You couldn't forget.

When he was pulled from the rubble.

His warm golden optics were cracked, grey and dead. His visor was smashed into little bits.

His whole frame was grey. Drained from life.

Energon trickled, staining the ground.

There was a gaping hole in his backstruts where the bomb had set off.

His cables were exposed. His plating torn off.

You couldn't forget.

You barely noticed the loud unfamiliar noise as a green portal-like door opened. You didn't see the large Cybertronian that walked through.

All you saw was him.

Then darkness at last.

You couldn't forget.

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You woke up.

All of your memories rushed back to you and you felt a stab of despair in your heart.

You were exhausted.

You couldn't cry any more tears.

He was gone.

A Cybertronian medic was contacted. 

They had taken him back to the firehouse.

"He's the best medic in the galaxy." Somebody had promised you.

You nearly didn't hear them.

It had been several days. Perhaps weeks. You weren't keeping track.

You rarely ate, too tired to get up and feed yourself.

All you wanted was sleep. But at the same time, you hated rest, for fear of relieving the memory again.

You wouldn't see him.

It hurt too much.

You were disgusted with yourself.

For giving up so easily.

But you had never loved before.

Never loved as you did with him. You didn't pay your feelings attention until it was too late.

Dani would call you.

You would watch as your phone buzzed. Again and again, until it went into suffocating silence.

Until you were alone.

You would hear the sirens.

Blue and red light would flicker past your window as the remaining three Rescue Bots raced to emergencies.

You didn't understand.

How they could forget about him.

Without a thought.

Well.

They didn't give up.

Not like you did.

They tried for him.

You didn't.

You couldn't.

You dozed away into a pained slumber.