Bye Bye Bye Part 10

Bye Bye Bye Part 10
POV: Moonracer
True story
Transformers is owned by Hasbro
Warnings: angst
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Blackness surrounded me as the song ‘Scars” by Papa Roach swam in my head. Memories flooded my head, the snow day, all the days of camp with our friends from a year ago, Halloween week in camp, days at the lake spent with Sides and Sunny. I didn’t notice when my systems came back online and that I was singing, “'Cause you channeled all your pain. And I can't help you fix yourself. You're making me insane. All I can say is: I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut. And my weakness is that I care too much. And our scars remind us that the past is real. I tear my heart open just to feel. I tried to help you once., Against my own advice. I saw you going down,  but you never realized that you're drowning in the water. And I offered you my hand. Compassion's in my nature. Tonight is our last end. I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut. And my weakness is that I care too much. And our scars remind us that the past is real. I tear my heart open  just to feel.” I sang shakily, quietly but it was how I felt. I couldn’t help that. “ I can't help you fix yourself. But at least I can say I tried. I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life. I can't help you fix yourself. But at least I can say I tried. I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life.” My volume increased  as I sang these lyrics, tears cascaded down my cheeks as I kept singing “I tear my heart open,  I sew myself shut. My weakness is that I care too much. And my scars remind me that the past is real. I tear my heart open just to feel. I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut. My weakness is, that I care too much. And our scars remind us that the past is real. I tear my heart open just to feel.”  By then I laid in a puddle of tears. I slowly got up off the floor, I had to get home. Back to the ones who’d help me through the pain. And maybe in a while, after things cool down and we feel like we can trust each other again Blast and I will be the best friends, sisters, which we once were. ~I’ll come back. I’m not exactly whole, but I’m coming back~ I sent Jazz as I walked out of the room. Tears still fell from my optics as I drank the energon that I’d need so stay conscious and then I walked out of the apartment, to the city, on my way back to base, my home.