Warning : sad, angst , suicide.
Inspired by 'The Rendezvous' animation on YouTube.
Y/N = your name.
M/N = mother name.
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Pain, everywhere.
Mentally and physically.
Everything hurt as you laid numb on the center of the dark and cold room that was deemed as your so called room.
It really was much more like a cell or a torture room.
Shattered glass remains of a bottle surrounded your body as you stared at the dusty ceiling with dull eyes while the wound on your forehead slowly bleed out , forming a small pool around your head.
You wanted to scream out for help , to cry out your pain and misery, but at that moment, you did neither.
You slowly sat up, ignoring the stabs of pain everywhere in your body and stood up to go attend to your wounds like it was nothing.
It's sad really how much you got used to this that you considered it normal by now.
You looked at the mirror in your small dirty bathroom. You looked like a wreck especially with your lifeless eyes. You blinked slowly as your mind started to play its addicting fantasy game on you to evade you from this cruel reality.
You were suddenly back to being a new born. You were held gently and cradled lovingly in the warm arms of a young lady. You couldn't see her face clearly but she had the same hair colour as you and she smiled at you.
"Y/N...... " she whispered. " My precious child..... ".
You blinked again and you were 5 years old and the same lady was playing with you but this time your father was there.
Him, yet not him in the same time. He was smiling warmly and his eyes looked kind instead of the wild, crazed look you were used to.
"Come on M/N , let's go home....." he said.
M/N.....
Mom.....
MOM.
You immediately snapped out of the fantasy , panting heavily.
You looked down, hearing the Drip....Drip sound on the ground. You then felt the wetness on your cheeks.
You sighed, wiping your tears. It's not worth it to cry over a simple fantasy where you had a happy family and a happy life. One where your mother still lived and your father was a real father but it was never meant to be.
Your mom died giving birth to you. You never saw her, not even in pictures. Your father burned them all.
From the very first day you were born, your father hated you. He blamed your mother's death on you and he made sure to show it very clearly in every way possible every single day.
Your life always been like that. Sometimes you can only dream of the day where you will finally be free from your abuser clutches.
You slowly limped out of the bathroom to lay on the worn out blanket that you considered your bed and fell asleep.
Back to the fantasies that your head created for you to handle the pain.
You walked slowly in the darkness of your unconsciousness when suddenly far away a swirl of colours appeared , green and blue. It looked like a vortex and out of it came a giant metallic robot.
You stared at it with tired eyes as it kneeled in front of you and afford you a sad, sorrowful smile.
You looked down in sadness as it gently caressed your cheek as a comforting gesture with its giant metallic finger.
" Y/N......." it whispered in a deep comforting baritone voice before you woke up again.
You sat up, looking around confused before sighing and preparing yourself for another day of suffering, pushing thoughts of the giant robot that appeared this time in your dreams aside.
You walked out of your room and glanced slightly at your father who was passed out on the couch from his bad habit of over drinking every day ever since he lost his job. You quietly went and cleaned up the mess before opening the fridge to find empty like always. Your stomach growled in hunger. It has been 3 days since you last ate. Your life conditions were horrible.
You were poor and barely had money to keep a roof over your head.
You were denied education by your father or any hospital check ups.
you always felt more like a slave to your father than a daughter. It was reality. You had to face it and move on. It well improve in the future , right? Everything will get better eventually........right?.
You sighed as you went to your daily routine of cleaning up the house and tidying it up until your father wakes up and you receive your daily beatings before heading to your room to take care of your wounds and sleep.
That night , the same robot appeared yet again in your dreams. This time you were in a meadow of blue and white flowers everywhere. You glanced around in amazement before looking at the giant robot who was gazing at you with fond optics.
" Who are you...?" You asked.
" I am Optimus Prime..." Optimus smiled kindly.
And you were back to reality yet again.
You sat up and felt a small smile blooming on your face as you hurried to get your routine done , for the very first time excited to finish this day.
And so on the day went and you always fall into the fantasy every time you sleep.
In every dream, both of you would discuss your lives and visit new imaginary places. You felt happy and safe. You wanted to stay with Optimus forever. You never wanted to go back to reality but there was always those bounds around your wrists every time to ground you in the dream realm ,forbidding you from going inside the groundbridge that leads into Optimus world. To freedom.
Every time at the end of each dream , you would say farewell and watch him go inside the groundbridge and then you would wake up to the cruel reality.
But everything changed one day.
You grunted as your father kicked you in the stomach as you laid on the floor trying to protect yourself from the blows.
" YOU WORTHLESS BRAT! YOU ARE NOTHING! I HATE YOU! YOU TOOK HER! YOU KILLED HER! YOU MURDER! IT'S YOUR FAULT! I WISH YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN BORN! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO EXIST! YOU DESERVE TO DIE! " Your father yelled and in that moment something in you snapped. You pushed your father away making him stumble and fall before running to your room and slamming the bathroom's door shut, locking it.
You glanced at your reflection one last time before grabbing one of the glass shatters on the ground and slashing your wrist with it.
'It's all over now ...' you smiled sadly as you closed your eyes for the last time with no intent on opening it to this life time anymore.
You smiled happily when you saw Optimus who was staring in shock at your wrists. You blinked looking down to see that the chains that bound you to reality once were now grey and broken around your ankles.
You laughed in genius happiness for the first time in a long long time as you hurried to hug Optimus servo who smiled sadly as he cupped his other servo around you in a hug before gently taking you in his servo and walking into the groundbridge that closed for the last time around the both of you.
Back in reality , your father was gently cradling your lifeless body in his arms crying in regret as he finally realised that he might have lost your mom , his job and the life he always wanted but his biggest loose will always be losing the one person in his life that would have loved him if he had gave her his love and had his back if he had hers.
The only piece left of the woman he loved.
His only precious daughter.
You..... .
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Tfp Optimus Prime x abused reader -One Shot-
Short StoryIt's sad how we don't truly realize the value of the thing until it's gone.