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His wide open blue optics were shining from tears as he clutched his little servos on the grey frame on the floor. There was just silence around him. No bot was there to pick him up, tell him to stop his pathetic whimpering.
He tried to stop.
He tried staying strong, he didn't want to shed tears anymore, because he slowly begun to get a blurry vison. He was shaking so badly as if he was freezing, but he knew he wasn't.
"Carrier..." He whined, hitting the arm of the laying femme on the ground slightly. "Carrier, wake. Up!"
She didn't answer when he was shouting and he was stopping when he felt his trembling worsen at that. The blue liquid ran down his little cheeks as he sniffled and hiccuped, but as he dried his optics with his servos, the tears just kept coming and coming.
"Carrier, please!" He shook her the last time. "Please, I don't wanna be alone, Carrier!"
Yet he was.
And the femme didn't move anymore. She didn't smile in that comforting manner. She lay there lifeless, her once red paintjob faded to an ugly grey color and there he was. Trying to wake a dead femme, crouching in her energon.
There was a crack. The door slid open as the mech walked in.
"Get up." He said harshly when those blue optics blinked up to him confused, servos still on the frame. "Are your audio receptors glitching?" He asked when he didn't move an inch.
"N-no." He stammered as those red optics narrowed.
"Then get up, ya little brat." He snarled, smirking cruely. "Unless you want to end up like her." He nodded in direction of the femme.
The mechling shuddered at the thought, looking at her again. "Carrier..."
"She's offline." The big mech said as if he was talking about a weather. "She's gone."
"But...--ACK!" He got picked up by throat and next thing he knew, he was shoved in front of that scary face once again.
"G.O.N.E" He spelled carefully as the mechling let out a yelp, trying to catch his breath, kicking his little legs out. "You understand, you stupid thing? You're with me now."
He whimpered again, tears streaming down his faceplates again.
"Do. You?" He tightened his hold and he nodded frantically. "Good~"
He fell down on the floor again, sobbing quietly as the mech moved to the exit, glancing at him over his shoulder. "I'm waiting." He reminded coolly.
The mechling took a last look at the grey frame, before stumbling to him, shaking as the servo fell on his back and pushed him in front of him. He didn't dare to look behind as he heard another shot being fired.
He just kept on walking.