To Break | Transformers Age Of Extinction | {BOOK 4}

Chapter 3

Bee's POV~

I stepped out of the motel, hearing her small foot steps from behind me as I closed the door and the click of the lock on the handle.

I sucked in a deep breath as I faced the now locked yellow motel door. I hated leaving her like this. Seeing her so shaken and broken kills me.

I felt that pain in my gut as I forced myself to walk away and cross the street to the thrift shop.

I had a few bucks in my pocket so I could maybe grab a few things. I stepped inside the store, the little gold bell dings as I opened the front glass door.

An elderly lady smiled at me as she sat at the front check out desk. "Hello Ma'am. I'm wondering where you have the female clothing?" I asked as she pointed to the back row of clothing.

"We are having a sale. Fill up a bag of clothing for three dollars." She exclaimed as she handed me a yellow bag.

I nodded in thanks as I walk to the female aisle and scanned the racks of clothing for Lisa's size.

She was about a medium in all her clothing and surprisingly can fit into kids clothes still which was pretty cute.

I grabbed a pair of grey sweatpants, a dark blue sweat shirt, a black tank top and a white t-shirt for her. I looked around and found a good looking pair of combat boots that were about her size. Maybe a smudge bigger than her shoe size but it'll do.

I grabbed a pair of blue shorts that she could use for underwear until we find a proper place to buy actual underwear for her. Heat swept through my cheeks for a moment as I sighed, quickly putting them in the yellow bag that was provided for me.

I looked at the male section as I scanned my own clothing which were covered in dirt and partly ripped up.

I sighed as I grabbed a black fitted t-shirt and blue jeans. I place them in the bag and looked around and found one of her favourite movies.

I hummed, picking up the case and smiled. We had a old t.v that I think worked. Maybe it would cheer her up.

I placed it in the bag as I then walked to the front desk to check the items out. The women smiled at me as she scanned through the bag for a moment and nodded, typing in something on the cash register and smiled.

"Five dollars please." She said as I handed her the change with a weak smile. She smiled back at me. "Thank you. Have a good night sir." She replied as I walked out of the store and across the road once more and over to the motel we were staying in.

I eyed my alt mode for a moment, hating how scratched up it was from Chicago. Dirt stained the yellow paint. Parts of my grill and front bummer were missing.

Dents and scratches covered my once sleek exterior. As for the interior of my alt mode, my seats were dirty, the leather was dull and scratched.

My front windshield is scratched and has a few cracks around the sides and a faint crack right down the middle.

I sighed, taking in a deep breath before I walked to the door and knocked four times.

I hear soft whimpering on the other side and I felt my stomach drop. I knocked four more times but she didn't come to the door.

I quickly pulled out the keys and barged in, causing her to bolt up from the bed and let out shriek.

I quickly closed the door and ran over to her. "I'm sorry I scared you!" I rambled out as she was shaking all over again. Great going Bee. Way to give her a heart attack.