"What do you mean she's throwing up blood!" A feminine voice yelled and woke me up. I shot off the bed and the heart monitor I was hooked up to protested with its angry beeps. Ratchet raced into the medbay and saw me trying to calm myself down.
"Be careful, you need to be resting." He chided and moved me back to my makeshift bed. I groaned in protest but stopped when my stomach churned again. I grabbed the bin next to me and threw up into it for the sixth time since the bathroom incident. I slumped at the sight of the godawful red color in the bin. Ratchet refused to go to bed earlier since my condition hadn't gotten any better.
I heard another set of footsteps, only they were human-sized ones this time. I peered over the side of the gurney to see a woman in scrubs standing next to Ratchet. As soon as she saw me she gasped.
"Ratchet look how pale she is!" She gasped.
"I know, but I have no idea what to do. That's why I need your help." He replied.
"What she needs is to go to the hospital." The woman stated and I shook my head and backed away from the edge of the gurney quickly.
"Uh uh, I'm not going to a hospital. I'd rather die." I said sternly and sank back into my nest of blankets.
"Y/n I don't know how to treat you. I don't even know what's wrong with you." Ratchet said.
"Please don't make me go." I pleaded.
"Why don't you want to go to the hospital?" The woman asked.
"I just don't," I said quickly and wrapped my blankets around me.
"What's going on in here?" I heard a deep voice ask. I looked up to see Optimus standing in the doorway of the medbay.
"She needs to go to the hospital and she doesn't want to." The woman explained.
"Why not?" He asked me.
"I just don't want to," I grumbled. Hospitals have never been a good thing for me. Not since my first foster home.
"Y/n, if Doctor Waters says you need to go to the hospital then it must be important. Your life could be at risk." He chided.
"Optimus, please," I asked. He sighed and turned to the doctor and Ratchet.
"Are you sure there's not another option?" He asked. Dr. Waters sighed and stepped closer.
"Let me take a look." She said and Ratchet lifted her up onto the gurney. She came over to me and knelt by my side. I watched her every move as studied the heart monitor. "Heart rate is normal."
She took a pen out of her chest pocket and shined it in my eyes. I followed it and she looked at me weirdly.
"Your pupil constriction is off. Have you-never mind." She cut herself off at seeing the bandages around my head. Dr. Waters told me to lay down and I did as she said. When I did, I winced and went a little slower.
"I'm going to lift your shirt now." She said and I nodded. "Oh my god!"
"Wha-Oh my Primus!" Ratchet gasped. Optimus quickly came over to the gurney and his eyes widened.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Optimus asked and I sighed. They were all looking at the older wound on my abdomen. I closed my eyes and laid my head back.
"I don't know," I said.
"Y/n you need to take your condition more seriously. You could have internal bleeding. That's something I can fix!" Ratchet chided.
"Sorry," I mumbled and he sighed.
YOU ARE READING
Lost (Optimus Prime x Reader)
FanfictionY/n has not had a life to be envied. Living in and out of foster care was grueling in the first place. At first, she was excited to be adopted at thirteen. Happiness never lasts though does it?
