Find Me (You Saved Me Series Book 3)

Time doesn't heal wounds

Tree branches whip past her face, leaving small cuts along her ivory skin, leaves getting caught in her chocolate brown hair. Her breathing is heavy, her heart is beating fast as she runs through the forest. The moon being her only source of light at this time in the middle of the night. Tears stain her redden cheeks. She continues to push forward, not looking back.

It's when she gets to a clearing, she falls to her knees, looks of to the sky, and she screams his name. She screams the name of her lover. The metal man she fell for in her dreams. Or so she's been told.

It had only been a few months ago when she woke up from the best thing she's ever had. From a world with giant metal beings that came to earth because their planet had been destroyed by the evil warlord they called Megatron. Their fearless leader so bravely faced the devil and his team of Autobots were able to bring their planet back to life. The last thing she remembers is watching her new family walk threw a large swirling green-blue vortex back to their home. The last one to go being someone very dear to her. 

There is rustling of bushes and branches behind her and she quickly jumps up into a defense position. She looks around, her hands up in fists. The doctors have yet to allow her to use weapons. A arm reaches, pushing some branches out of the way, then the rest of a woman's body follows. The older women brushes the leaves out of her hair before acknowledging the one in the clearing. 

"There you are." Her tone worrisome. 

The brown haired girl does nothing except letting her fist fall to her sides. Her blue eyes look the women up and down then turn to the ground. Finding the green grass to be more interesting than the conversation that will be starting.  

"You can't just keep running away when something happens that you don't like. Your father lives with us. You just going to have to deal with it. He is a good man despite this dream of yours you had while you were in your coma." The woman huffed a little at the end of her spiel. 

"He is a monster and I will not be seen in the same room with him. Let alone the same house." She finally speaks. 

"You have no proof of that."

"How about the times he leaves and doesn't give you and explanation. We still haven't found the killers of my brothers and sisters and I know dad was behind it."

"Stop it! I will not listen to such foolishness. He did not kill his own children. He is not the monster you make him out to be. He loves you very much and wishes you would stop looking at him like a killer." The older women moved closer the her younger counterpart. This only made her back away. 

"Shelby please, listen to reason. How could that have all happened if when you woke up, none of that had happened. Your brother and I are alive. There isn't any giant alien robots walking around. The house is still intact. You never shattered your legs. You were in a hospital bed for five years. I came and visited you everyday. I would know if some robot named Dreadbing came and saw you."

"Dreadwing mom, Dreadwing. Why can't you get it right? The house may still be intact and not burned to a crisp, but it could have been rebuilt. Also my truck is gone, same with the trailer. Neither of you guys have been able to answer that question." She begins to pace, waving her hands dramatically in the air.

"We can get you a new truck and trailer. I'm sure your father will have no problem with that." Her mother moves closer to her daughter, reaching out to caress her cheek, but the girl moves out of reach.

"That won't fix anything. That just gives me means to leave and we both know that's why you guys haven't gotten me a new truck yet. It's because you don't want me to leave." Her eyes shot daggers at the women she called her mother. It hurt the old women's heart to see her last surviving and youngest daughter treating her this way.

"Let's get home. It's to dark out here."

Those were her last words and she turned and left. Following the same path she took to get there. Shelby waited a few moments before following, but not without looking up at the night sky one more time. Hoping to catch a glimpse of the jet she knew had to be real. She only hoped he was looking for her too.

The snow white farm house shines in the moonlight. Light shadows on the ground from inside the home, giving it a welcome feeling. Though to Shelby, the feeling isn't welcoming at all. Walking into the house makes her want to vomit. It's uncomfortable and painful to be back in the home that she swears has been rebuilt. Then again, it looks exactly the same. Except for her room. It looks how it did before she came home from the military. Before her parents died in her dreams. If the house had been rebuilt, no one would have been able to see my room. They were all dead anyway.

She was in the comma before my parents death. So, She supposedly dreamt their deaths. She dreamt coming home to a empty home and two urns up on the mantle. Then not much later she found a giant metal robot in the back quarter of the property. She brought him back from the dead and found out he was a Decepticon from the planet Cybertron. That his planet died from the war going on between the Cybertronian fractions, Autobots and Decepticons. He doesn't go back with the Decepticons when a con called Soundwave, who doesn't talk, tried to take him back to their leader, Megatron. He stayed with her and they each saved each other. Right up until they were able to save their planet and he had to go back to help rebuild. 

To bad it was all a dream...right?