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

Chapter 7

"How are you feeling?" Bee asked as he finally decided to break the silence between us. I hummed in response, finally snapping my trance from looking outside the window.

"Oh...I guess I feel okay..." I said softly as I turned to look at Bee as he nodded. "I bought you some food to eat. Some snacks and such. Maybe you should try eating. Keep your energy up." He suggested as I stared at the bag of food that sat in between us.

I turned my gaze away once more and shook my head. "I'm not that hungry Bee, I'm fine." I said softly as Bee sighed, squeezing my hand once more.

"Even just a little bit Lisa. I don't want you to get sick on me." Bee pressed on as I take in a deep breath before reaching into the bag to pull out a granola bar.

"I'll eat this then." I mumbled out as Bee smile happily at me due to my decision to finally eat. I felt nauseous just by staring at it. I knew I had to eat eventually. But, it felt as if I would try to eat I would only throw it back up.

Bee released my hand so I could use both of them to rip open the wrapper. The scent of the sugary granola filled my nostrils, making my mouth water.

I take in a deep breath as Bee took my hand in his again as I began to eat the granola bar. I didn't even realize of how hungry I was until I realized of how fast I scarfed down the bar.

"Feeling better?" Bee asked as I nodded, licking the crumbs off my lower lip. "Yeah...I'm feeling better." I replied as I dug into the bag once again and opened another granola bar.

"So where are we heading to?" I asked Bee as he shrugged his shoulders. "We keep on going. Stay in hiding and that's it." He replied softly as he met my gaze for a moment before looking back at the road.

"I miss them..." I finally forced out after hours of silence, my eyes had grown heavy and felt mentally and physically drained.

It's been hard being on the run. Constantly looking over your shoulder, living in fear and the constant dread of being caught or seen.

I miss having a roof over my head. Having access to a shower and to a soft warm bed. I miss being happy, I miss the feeling of safety...

I just want my life back.

I just-

"I miss them too." Bee said; his soft voice breaking me away from my thoughts. I blinked a few times, snapping myself back into reality as I turned to look at him.

His features were hard and I can see the pain and agony that burned in his beautiful blue eyes. The one thing I truly missed the most was the light that once glowed brightly in his.

He has been through so much.

His friends being killed right in front of his baby blue optics. He lost his damn home to a fucking war and now he's loosing his second home too.

I could see the energy draining from his body. I could tell of how tired he was from all the driving around.

Some part of me feels as if it's my fault. And I really think deep and hard about...to be honest it is my fault.

If I wasn't so depressed...if I just got over myself and drowned out the noise, the anger, the dark thoughts...than maybe Bee would be stronger.