Sunny had dropped me off where i told him, my legs wobbled the moment i stepped foot out of his alt. Seeing me wobble on my legs made Sunstreaker laugh in utter delight, obviously happy that he was able to do that to me.

Asshole

When he finally left, i sat down at a bench and tried to collect myself. I was still feeling very turned on from what Sunstreaker had pulled, and very giddy. Once i was collected enough I started to walk down the sidewalks of the empty downtown area. The sun was higher in the sky, allowing more light for me to see. I decided to stop in at a restaurant and get some breakfast, i was seriously craving some pancakes and bacon.

When i had ordered my food and drink, i quickly went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I grumbled to myself in annoyance, cursing Sunstreaker and his magic fingers and his just overall sexual appeal.

I obviously more than cared about the two of them, but i still didn't feel comfortable enough to fully admit i was in love with the twins. It felt a little too soon to be honest.

If there was one thing i craved more than anything in the world, it was to be loved. At the same time it was what terrified me the most. All my life I spent looking for someone to give a shit, to be my support and be the one to help me pick my pathetic life up, and most of all love me and all of my flaws. After my parents were killed, i never knew love. I was in and out of foster homes or being adopted only to be returned. Some homes were not at all welcoming for any child, some of them i was abused emotionally or physically in, the others would try to change me into something I'm not. Then there would be the few that would attempt to love me, but when you've been turned away so many times as a child, you get detached, you don't believe anyone could love you, so you give up. So when those few homes tried to break my walls, i was never easy to handle, i never let them in. So eventually they just took me back, unable to handle not being able to connect with me.

Love was something i wanted, but i knew i could easily be manipulated by it, it could destroy me if the wrong person gained my love. I was pathetically loyal to those i loved, and as much as i hated to admit it, I'd be one of those girls that would end up in a very emotionally and possibly physically abusive relationship. I would be the one that wouldn't find the strength to leave, I would make excuse upon excuse for them because I would be too scared to be on my own again.

There were a lot of girls like me that i seen in situations like that, and that was why giving into love, despite how much i wanted it, was hard.

Plus on top of that i had a horrible problem of being extremely self-loathing in my down times, i would pick at myself and all my flaws, i was my own worst enemy. I didn't help that the scars etched into my back fucked with me more than anything. Pathetic, unwanted, weak, and freak.

The words weren't very original, but after hearing those words directed at me most of my life, it began to stick to me. Anger started to bubble up in me, it was random and irrational, but it made me want to punch something.

Quickly scarfing down my food i decided to go to the fighting rings. I was still healing from the last match, but i wanted to feel something other than anger and an overwhelming numbness. I pretty sure I was facing some sort of depression, but i tried not to think of it. I was so used to feeling it, it didn't affect me, well at least that is what i liked to convince myself.

My thoughts were on the fight, i wanted to hurt something or someone bad, and i hated how overwhelming it was. I wanted to feel something crunch under my hand, i wanted to feel the wetness of blood, and most of all i wanted to feel pain.

I knew i had to wait until later today though, the rings were illegal obviously, so they kept things going at nights.

Fight fight fight

My thoughts seemed to chant, I clenched my jaw. I was sick of trying to be a goody goody, it obviously as never my style. So from now on, I'd do whatever the fuck i wanted, as long as it benefited me.

I sighed to myself, running my hand though my hair. I eyed a nearby store, I was craving a cigarette, but i knew Corrina would be rolling in her grave if i ever started again. Even though now i was legal to do it, i felt like i'd probably hate myself even more...if that was possible...if i ever smoked even just one of those death sticks as she called them.

I felt jittery, my nerves were up and i grinded my teeth out of a bad habit. I probably needed to be on some sort of medication with how bad my emotions were, but i just really didn't like that idea. Even though i knew they helped a lot of people.

I stuffed my hands in my pocket, in a foul mood now. It was so annoying all of these negative feelings, but there wasn't anything i could do about it.

I wanted to see one of the twins and be near them, i felt somewhat kind of normal around them. I felt calm, and my problems weren't plaguing me at the back of my mind.

Great now i wanted to cry, talk about bi-polar.

Grabbing my phoned from my pocket, I looked at the screen only to pale.

45 missed calls

- F I V E

All from Sideswipe.

Well, i guess i'll just go buy a shovel and dig my grave. He was going to fucking butcher me.

I let out a small silent hysterical laugh as i dialed him, the phone was given to me buy Starscream, so that way i could call any of the Decepticons if i ever needed them.

"Stay where you are, I'm coming to get you" Sideswipe sounded dark and very...angry?

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. When i finally was able to speak up, i noticed he had hung up.

I sighed softly as i looked around, i sat at a bench as i crossed my arms. I noticed a few sketchy people starting to come out and i grumbled.

If there was one thing i noticed about this town was it was VERY sketchy. It was crawling with crime and violence, it almost reminded me of Gotham or some shit like that. The amount of crime and violence was almost unreal.

Which is why i became increasingly alert when two men started walking my way. Great, very swell. They didn't appear sketchy, but something was definitely off, especially when i noticed a third man walking around the corner away from us.

"Hey there girly, you need a ride?" One of the men asked, he looked to be in his late 30's, there was a dark look in his eyes, but he had the appearance of a business man.

"No." I instantly answer, my tone cold.

Both men surrounded me, attempting to cage me in. I stood up and rolled my shoulder, an alarming amount of calm going through me.

"You look like you need a ride somewhere, why don't you come with us?" One of the two questioned.

The moment one reached to grab my hand, I snapped into action. I grabbed his arm and wrenched it behind his back and pressed, getting a loud pop and a scream of pain. I shoved him to the side as the other man ran at me, i dodged his sloppy attempt to reach for me and knocked his feet out from under him. I slammed my foot into the mans gut the moment he fell and then pressed it to his upper chest, practically on his collar bone.

"Didn't your mom teach you to not talk to strangers?" A sneer escaped me as i slammed my foot against his head, knocking him out. I was pretty sure i didn't kill him, and it was alarming the how calm i felt at the thought of possibly hurting this guy badly.

A force slammed into my head, and i felt to my knee as my vision swam.

"Crazy fucking bitch." A rough voice snarled as i was yanked to my feet and punched in the face.

Pain shot through my temple, I felt myself being dragged and i looked over to see a van. Great, human traffickers, thats swell.

The moment the man and dislocated shoulder guy were distracted, i yanked away from their grip and rammed elbow into one of their stomachs so hard i heard a gag. The other grabbed me and pressed something to my temple, there was a click and i froze at the sound.

Great a gun

As if it couldn't get better.

"You're going to get in that car and sit the fuck still, or I'm going to empty this gun into your pretty skull. You got it?" He snapped as he yanked my arms behind me and bound them before shoving me into the van.

Well, at least it wasn't the Autobots getting me.

Knock on wood.

"If he doesn't kill you fuckers, i will." I threaten as the men dragged the unconscious one into the van with me.

"Why don't you shut her up?" It was the man i had seen walking away that spoke, he was in the drivers seat as the man with the dislocated shoulder smirked at me darkly.

He began to unzip his pants and i felt a flare of rage hit me.

"You get your nasty dick anywhere near my mouth and I'll bite it the fuck off." I snarl, I'd rather take a bullet to the head then be violated.

The man looked to reconsider his plan, especially since he was at a disadvantage with his shoulder and all.

I looked down towards where my phone was in my pocket, starting to feel it vibrate. I watched as the man started to gather some ropes, his back to me. Obviously these guys weren't very good at this stuff, they left too many openings, not that i was complaining.

I knew we were already moving, but i knew it was now or never.

I kicked the man, knocking him down and making his head smack against the window, it stunned him long enough for me to work free from my binds and yank the door open. I immediately jumped from the cab, adrenaline pulsing through me.

Just another day in the life of Karly.

The moment i hit the pavement pain shot through me, i felt my skin being scraped up and shredded against the pavement. I let out a grunt, the air being knocked from me as i tumbled. Once i came to a stop, i quickly jumped to my feet, noticing the van had already jerked to a stop.

Just as i moved a bullet lodged into the pavement next to me, and i began to run, doing zig-zags as i was being shot at until i was able to take cover in an alley. I didn't stop there, i continued running, cursing my horrible luck when i seen a fence blocking the path. I jumped up on it and attempted to climb over it, my clothes snagging on the barbwire on the top, my skin was being snagged as well as the sharp barbs dug into my flesh painfully, cutting and scrapping it painfully.

I managed to break free but the moment i did I landed onto the concrete with a painful thud. The air knocked from my chest. I was honestly a bit scared, it was instinctive fear i couldn't really control. Like hell i wanted to die now, not when I finally found a family.

I groaned as i laid there in pain, I teared up from how bad it was. I felt like i was ran over by a bus, but i knew I had to keep moving until i was far enough away from this area to relax. I stood to my feet and took of running, a limp in my stride as pain radiated through my ankle and knees. Leaving the alley way, i almost let out a sigh of relief, that is until i smacked into something hard, knocking me on my ass.

I groaned in pain as i looked up only to freeze.

"Well well, look who we have here. If it isn't the Decepticons' human bitch"