A/N: now I know I said that I was going to the other characters...SOON XDDD
Enigma-chan is BACK WITH HER DAILY DOSE OF ANGST MUAJAAHAHAHAHH XD Enjoy~
TW: Bullying, Angst.
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Anger. White hot ferocity boiling in your very body as you stood steaming in the corners, not facing the Prime. You came back to base in a shitty mood and it honestly wasn't the Bot's fault nor yours. Optimus tried to talk to you but you just have had enough and turned to a side, silently brooding alone.
No one tried to come near you after you had just blatantly turned down a Prime's offer on going for a scouting trip. You were very adamant on him letting you tag along, so for you to reject him after months of practically begging...something was definitely wrong.
And oh, how right they were.
The story begins when you were making you way out of the school, excited to spend time with your favourite leader. Slamming the locker door shut, you were bouncing on the balls of your heels, eager to get away from the confinement called school. Your pathway got blocked by a group of idiots.
To be exact, Vince's group.
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"Move it, Vince." I said, tugging on my backpack straps, not in the mood for his bullshittery. Vince smirked, tipping his water bottle over my head and pouring his water on me. I stood still, not wanting to react.
Optimus wouldn't want me to be rash.
"Haha! Awwww, is mommy home today? Or is she sleeping around with another man, like a whore that she is?" Vince teased, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up on him. I glared at him but kept my cool.
Just get this done so I can go have a fun road trip with Optimus, Primus damn you.
"Hey Vince, did you know? Her father knew that (Y/N)'s an illegitimate and that's why he went off to the Army!" Adrian laughed, high-fiving with the rest of the cronies. Sierra and her friends snickered too, adding fuel to the fire.
"I mean, look at her! She doesn't even look like her father!" She added, checking her nails nonchalantly.
I snapped.
On a normal day, I would've let them get away with this. I didn't want to cause more trouble than I needed to, given that my situation isn't...friendly to begin with. I was going to let them do whatever, I swear!
...until they mentioned my father.
It was as if they triggered a switch in me, unleashing a ferocious, untamed beast. I snapped my head towards Sierra, gritting my teeth. Vince pulled me back to face him.
Very FUCKING well then.
I raised my legs and slammed them square onto his abdomen, sending him flying out of the corridor and tumbled onto the staircase leading out from our school. We were quite close to the door so the impact threw him far enough. Not wasting a second longer, I slammed my fist onto Adrian's stomach before kicking him away. The idiot crashed on top of Vince, much to my delight.
Twisting my body to meet the rest of the cronies, I smirked darkly before setting eyes on a certain blonde girl. I went straight for Sierra, pulling her hair and gave her a bitch slap. She's still a lady so I'll save some dignity for the bastard, but she was a total A-class bitch.
Sierra knocked onto the locker, whining in pain. I stood up straight, wet hair making my frame even more terrifying as I spoke.
"I'll kill you all." I said, raising my fist and cracked it, inching forward. The cowards screamed and ran, leaving the queen bee to my mercy. Pulling her face towards me, I gave her another slap and yanked her up.
"MY FAMILY MATTERS IS NONE OF YOUR CONCERN! NONE OF Y'ALLS CONCERN! DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?" I roared, heavily emphasizing on my words at the crowd before me. They backed away, running out from the school.
...Where's the teachers when you need them?
I slammed Sierra onto the ground and went out, walking towards the bastards that started it all. Pulling Vince's collar towards me, I pulled my fist back, ready to send him to the ICU-
"(Y/N)! Stop!" Jack yelled, pulling me away from Vince. Miko got my side, holding me down. Vince and Adrian ran off, barely managing to get into his vehicle and drove off.
Shrugging off their hands, I said nothing. I was about to cancel my plans when the three guardians showed up, forcing my hands down as I've got no choice but to follow them. I was still silent as I got onto Bumblebee's vehicle instead of Bulkhead's like I usually do, wanting some peace and quiet for once.
The trip back to base was anything but fun.
We made it back safely and I got out, dropping my bags on the ground and stood in a corner, trying to calm my nerves and not lash out on the team. Optimus's optics shone with delight when he caught onto my figure but halted when he saw how gloomy I looked.
And so, the innocent Prime spoke up.
"(Y/N), how was your day?" he asked. It was a simple question; a simple question that triggered my outburst of the second time.
"Just. Fucking. Peachy." I growled, bending down to stare at the corners. Optimus winced, taking a step back. You were always so cheery and loving to the team, not once had they seen you like this.
This was a new side they've yet to discover...until now.
"Would you like to go-"
"Optimus, some peace and quiet would be DAMN GREAT!" I roared, taking a wrench laying on the ground and threw it across the room. It hit the wall and bounced back, clattering onto the floor.
"I NEEDED-" Ratchet's words didn't manage to finish when he saw my murderous glare, gulping in and continue tinkering his items with peace.
"...Very well then." Optimus said, walking away. No one said anything after that. I was squatting down on the floor, trying to drown out the images of getting taunted by Vince and the gang...and me beating the crap out of them.
After a long period of silence, I went to my bag and dragged it with me. I had music class today and thank Primus I've brought my piano with me.
...I hope I didn't break it when I threw it earlier on the floor.
Walking down onto the large corridor, I stopped by an empty hallway and took out the instrument. A silver Yamaha electric piano.
A gift from my father...before he died.
My father was a man of honour and a loving father. He was a carpenter before he was enlisted to join the Army. Later on, he had a sense of passion for protecting our country and signed up for another term.
It costed him his life.
My mother used to be a full-time housewife and a caring mother, showering affections to the both of us. She was an amazing mother...until our father's death changed her completely. She became a drunkard and a... sex addict, bringing home countless man to please herself and drown away her pain. The men she had brought back paid some fee, and those were the only...income of hers.
Father had left some money for the both of us, but mom had used her share. Father gave me some, not much. I've kept it hidden from my mother, not wanting her to spend them on her liquor addiction. I don't talk anymore to my mother, just the usual hi and byes.
I had to learn to be independent at the age of 10. I would help the neighbours and earn some tips to buy food. To be honest, I don't know how I've survived all these years. It was as if God played a sick joke and taunted my life on the line, tipping but not letting me fall.
Currently, I worked at the local library. Bless the old man's soul, he was absolutely kind and amazing. Albert Terrance would offer me food and sometimes let me stayed for the night in the library where he had a spare cot for me to bunk in. I don't know much, but that guy had the gift of seeing the future. He was nice, really nice.
He reminded me very much of my father. Perhaps father sent him down to save me, giving me a small hope to life.
Hope. Even after all this bullshit, I managed to pull through and smile at all my pain. I stood strong and didn't let it affect me. I didn't let my pain to be a burden to my friends, smiling all the way. I love my team, my friends...my family.
But I was in pain.
I couldn't hold it in today. I was the master at hiding my feelings...but today was the day the mask fell, and so did I.
Taking out the piano, I plugged it into the wall socket and checked if it still works. A soft note played out and I sighed in relief. It would do me no good to have it repair. That's going to cost me a hefty price!
Sighing, I stood tall and cracked my knuckles. Sucking in a harsh breath, I played 'Senbonsakura'. My fingers danced on the keys, playing the fast-rhythmed song with grace. I channelled all my frustration onto playing music, ebbing away the pain. I switched to the next fast tempo song, Pirates of the Caribbean and continued to drown my sorrows away with music, unaware of a certain figure standing far and observing my performance.
I switched to a slower tune next, which was Harry Potter's Hedwig's Theme. I altered the music to make it more...dark and scary, playing the keys with much precision until I came to stop. Letting out a shaky breath, I looked down on my fingers before playing a sad song, Hallelujah.
It was my father's and mine's favourite. My father was the very sole reason that I am passionate with piano and music. Playing the soft tune, I sang, letting my walls down as tears dripped down on my cheeks. The dam broke and so did a piece of my soul, my heart aching for my late father.
Now, I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Memories of me singing with my father rose up, inciting more agonising feelings within me. My chest constricted and I felt the harsh stinging pain from my eyes, but I continued.
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I remembered seeing my mother shamelessly stripping down to the nameless man, clueless or probably not giving a damn that I was very much present at the scene. Still, I continued singing, letting the painful memories cut deep into my very heart.
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Fresh memories of me punching Vince and assaulting the rest of the cronies was lashing back at me, serving me a cold blow to my gut. A painful reminder that I was nothing but a mess.
Well people I've been here before
I know this room and I've walked this floor
You see I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
My visions were blurred but I didn't care. I've played this tune for years; I've long remembered it by heart now.
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the lord of song
With nothing on my tongue but hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I fell back, sobbing onto the ground. I was ashamed of my actions...but it wasn't fair. Why do they get to criticize me? They have never experience what I've felt.
It's not fair!
A large shadow loomed over me and covered my shaking frame into a hug. Looking up, I realised it was Optimus in his holoform, gently taking me into his embrace.
"O-Optimus..." I croaked out, feeling absolutely horrible for lashing out on him. Dear Primus, he was only trying to be kind!
"I-I'm so sorry ididn-"
"Shu...no need for explaining, little one. It's not your fault..." he said, wiping away a stray tear. I choked back a sob and tackled him, bawling my eyes out. Optimus gently rubbed circles on my back, whispering soothing words into my ears.
A long silence passed by before I hesitantly pulled away, sniffling a little. The kind gentleman passed me some tissue, letting me blow my nose into it. Gripping onto the thin item, I sighed.
"I...I am sorry...I've let my emotions got the best of me..." I said, apologising. Optimus shook his head, pressing me close to his chest.
"From what I've heard, the bully mocked your deceased father and put shame onto your dignity. Yes, you were wrong to attack them, but it justifies not of their actions. You were merely angry for the right reason. I hold no grudges on you, little one." He softly said, pressing a soft kiss onto my forehead. I looked up, teary eyed and closed our distance. I closed my eyes, relishing in his soft kiss before pulling away.
"Oh (Y/N), it pains me to know that you were hiding away all these and carrying it all alone. We're here for you, anytime and anywhere. We'll help you." Optimus's comforting words made my heart fluttered, washing away all of the previous agony.
"I have fallen for you, little one. Your very spark is pure even after all this hardship you've faced, never once have you faltered and stray to a dark path. I admire your strength and bravery, (Y/N)." he continued, gently cupping my face and leaned in for another kiss before setting his head on mine.
"I love you very much, sweetspark. You're not alone, not anymore. I do not care of other's perspective and opinions on you, for I know in my spark that you're of a pure being with an even purer talent." He finished, placing a soft kiss on my hands.
"T-Thank you, Optimus..." I sniffled, hugging the massive man tightly. Optimus has been very caring and supportive of me, lending me an ear to listen to my babbles as he too shared his amazing stories. I've grown to love the Prime and he makes me happy.
We stayed still for a moment before he stood up, picking me slowly off the ground, bridal-styled. I blushed, leaning into his neck. He gave me a low chuckle, deep baritone voice rolling off his mouth smoothly as he spoke.
"I believe I owe you a road trip, sweetspark. Let us waste time no longer and embark on our journey, shall we not?" he said, smiling down at me.
"Lead the way, big guy." I chuckled, snuggling into his neck.
He carried me back to the main hangar and hopped into his cabin, setting me down safely before starting up his vehicle and drove off.
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"Well shit, I didn't think (Y/N)'s a great singer and an even better pianist!" Miko said, genuinely impressed. Raf pushed up his glasses and chipped in.
"Well, she's also a great fighter. Did you see how she sent Vince and Adrian flying?" he said. Jack sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah, she slammed Sierra to the locker too...with a slap." Jack winced. Miko slapped the boy's back, eliciting a whine from the older boy.
"What? You're protective of that girl? She's a bully, Jack!" Miko hissed, stomping her boots on the ground.
"N-No! But you know...we've never seen her like that." Jack admitted, scratching the back of his head. Arcee snorted in reply.
"Yeah, you can say that again. Did you see how she threw the wrench? It's larger than her body because it was Cybertronian sized." Arcee said, crossing her hands.
"She's terrifying...with that being said, I think she's going to get into trouble with the school when it reopens next week." Ratchet said, shuddering. Jack shook his head in denial, smirking as he held up his phone to the medic.
"Raf already scrubbed all evidence...but we got a copy of Vince taunting (Y/N) part before she snapped. The gang of idiots wouldn't dare to complain. Well, they've kinda made a reputation of being jerks in the school, no one's gonna back them up." Jack smirked. Miko and Raf fist-bumped with the older boy, agreeing to his words.
After all, karma's a bitch.