Change of Law and Heart

Chapter 20: Fear Driven

"I don't know whether or not I should kick their asses," a familiar voice woke me up form my peaceful slumber.

"You should think about that before you do fulfill your actions. Both are skilled warriors and frontliners so they aren't afraid of death," another familiar voice told his companion of the consequence of his actions. By the sound of his voice, it was my great friend, Zeke.

"I still would kick their robotic asses for getting this close to Brey." It was Dominick who was sticking up for me and would defend me from danger. "Look! They're fucking snuggling with her. Disgusting." My brain finally registered two warm bodies pressed against mine.

It was getting too hot with the blanket over me and the warmth coming from them. Who are 'them' in the first place? The wheels inside of my head began to spin and fear whoever was in the bed with me. I wiggled out of their grasp and readied myself to fight.

The familiar faces of Sides and Sunstreaker caught me off guard. They were the ones snuggling with me under the blankets; the red mech was much closer to me then his brother but nevertheless, it was both of them. "What the hell?" I mumbled out loud and rubbed the spell of sleep from my eyes.

"We could be asking the same thing," Dom grounded out and sounded not too pleased. I spun around and faced the two behind me. "So, care to give an explanation of why they are in your bed and cuddling with you."

A lie was needed before Dom killed these two for going over the line. "I was cold last night and couldn't find any of my blankets so those two became my blankets." It was a great lie to have thought up on the fly and I was proud of myself for it.

Then, a trickle of guilt flooded my mind for lying to them. My mother had taught me all too well on how to lie expertly without realizing it was a lie. "How could you not find any of your blankets, you have like thirty in this house alone," Dom argued, not totally buying my lie.

"Shh-" I placed my pointer finger to my lips-" the two are still asleep. They had to go scout out some activity yesterday and came back early this morning. They need their rest."

"That would be nice if all three of you kept your voices down," Sides grunted and moved so he was on his back. His cobalt blue eyes stared at me with a hidden emotion before he glared slightly at the two behind me.

"Sorry, go back to sleep. We'll take out conversation somewhere else," I responded and was able to leave the room when Sides reached out. His large hand wrapped around my wrist, just enough to stop me but allow me to pull away with ease.

"No, you're sick. Come lay down with us." Our eyes met again and within his could be seen with true compassion. A shiver went down my spine at that and a drop of fear forced me to change my gaze down to the floor.

Surprisingly, my sickness has almost disappeared within a couple of days. I was glad though, it was time to go back to work tomorrow and have Tipps rip me a new one.

I pulled my wrist out of his grip and without saying anything to him, fast-walked out of the room. "Nice going, brother of mine. You said she was trusting us. Did that seem like trust?" I heard before heading down the stairs.

The memory of what happened earlier this morning came to mind. I didn't know how to feel about the two of them. My past restricts me from having any sort of affection towards them but my heart was wanting to feel something with them.

"Fuck them, right Brey?" Dominick brought me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I questioned, confused and stopped in my tracks. Was he jealous about them? He has no reason to be though; his flirting is only fake and never meant anything.