Random Transformer Oneshots

(A/n)

So this isnt a request and well i decided to write this bc well i found this music and got this idea. Also the reason optimus calls human parts in cybertronian terms is bc it's more natural for me to do that in the cybertronian's pov.
Song: Cringe (matt maeson/lyrics/stripped)
WARNING: contains abuse, self harm, and gore...

(Y/n's pov)

Everyday... hitting, smacking, and the smell of alcohol. I guess im used to it, some kids at school tease me for the abuse, some pitty me, some just dont care. Then there's my friends, Raf, Miko, and Jack. They pitty me but are extremely nice to me, Miko usually hugged me gentally when i came to school with more injuries. "Are you ok (y/n)? You dont look like yourself..." She asked kindly,"Im just tired..." i said. I had a cut that went across my right cheek, i saw some people cringing at it. 'Just another scar, another beating, another day being abused.' Is my thoughts.

*small timeskip bc im lazy*

On the bus i put my head to the glass, not caring about who or what was thinking or saying about me. My once bright (e/c) eyes became dull and seemingly lifeless, only those who knew me when i was in 2nd grade would know the difference. I used to be happy, i used to have emotions, now... i cant show any emotions. When i was little i had a family, now... i only had a father- well not really, i only call him father out of respect I have of almost everyone. No one knew about the abuse they thought i kept getting beat up by some after-school bullies or something. I felt useless so when i was alone and that monster that was my father was gone out for drinking or something, i would cut my wrists. No one saw them because i had a tendency to put some medicine on them to make the scars fade, even if my father saw them he wouldnt care. He never does, or he does care and doesnt show it. Yeah, my life was hell. What could i do though? Nothing in this world is gonna fix my scars and wounds, mentally or physically. When the bus stopped for my house i was walking down the middle when some kid tripped me, i fell on my hands and knees. I glares slightly at the jock that did that before i got up and continued to walk to the prison that i call my home, my father was out. Thank god, that is if there is any gods that listen to my broken soul. I sighed as i watched the bus drive away, i went around the back of the house and to an old red car that was once my mother's. I opened the door and got in, i then slammed the car door. The monster wouldnt find me here, this was my safe haven. For now, at least.
I felt tears silently streak down my face, my mother used to care and protect me. Until my monster of a father got rid of her, she left with him and never came back. I have my speculations of him murdering her, but i dont have much evidence to do so.

*flashback*

"Mommy is just going to the store with Daddy... Dont worry my little niño... Remember i will always love you." she said using my nickname. She had fear and sadness in her eyes, me being a little kid i was confused. 'She's only going to the store with daddy, she should be like that... somethings wrong...' my child mind didnt add up the countless times she was hit, or yelled at by my father. I watched out the window as my father and my mother drove off, i waved to my mom as i normally did when she left without me. I saw her tear up and wave back slightly, when the car pulled up again it was only my dad. When he came into the house i ran up to him and asked,"Where's Mommy?" He growled,"She's dead ya brat!" He yelled at me. I winced at his voice, it smelt weird. I would only later find out that it was the smell of alcohol, my mom never came back. And the weird smell only got stronger.

*end of flashback*

I felt myself begin to break down again, i saw a familiar black and pink haird teen run over to me. "(Y/n)! Come with me!" She said grabbing my hand and dragging me into an olive green car.