*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

I was sitting in my room with Gracie, trying to eat some chicken nuggets. One of my favorite foods had never tasted so disgusting in my life. I ate halfway through the fourth one before throwing it in the box and pushing them away from me. I sighed and hugged my knees.

"Hey, you okay?" Gracie asked me.

I gave her a look.

"No. I'm not," I told her.

She let out a sigh.

"I know that it might seem as if I'm been selfish the past few days or so, but I'm not trying to be. I understand that the Autobots lost a member of their family, and that's something that has upset me as well, but everyone has to make me the center of attention and I don't know why. I think it's pretty stupid if you ask me."

"Listen. They suffered a great loss, but they've had it happen so many times before that they're most likely used to it by now. They're going to be fine. Trust me. They're actually more worried about you than anything else," she told me.

"Why is everyone so worried about me?" I snapped.

"Probably because you watched the person or bot you care most about in your life get slaughtered in front of your face. That kind of thing can have an effect on people."

"I could have saved him," I whispered.

"I know that's what you think, but there's nothing that you could've done without getting both of you killed, Rose," she remarked.

"But it isn't fair," I told her, the tears streaming down my face. "How did you feel when it happened?"

"Honestly, I didn't know what to think. All I knew is that my best friend was in pain and I wanted to help you. I couldn't stand seeing you the way you were that day. I had seen you that way only once before and I hoped I would never in my life have to see it again, but I was wrong. I didn't want to believe it had happened either, but after we ran off and I saw him laying there, I knew it was too late," she explained.

"I don't understand why this had to happen."

"Some things you just can't change, Rose," she said.

I looked at her and thought back to the time when he said the exact words to me about Optimus.

"No matter how much you wish you could."

"I know what I have to do. I've known since the day it happened," I told her, my voice cracking from crying.

"And what might that be?" she asked me.

She was going to freak out when I told her, but this has been on my mind for the past three days.

"I'm going to kill Galvatron myself. I have to avenge his death. I don't know how I'm going to do it, but I will and that's a promise," I explained to her.

She stared wide eyed at me. I had many more reasons for why I was doing it, but I didn't feel like explaining them to her.

"You're crazy! You'll get yourself killed, Rosalie. This is a suicide mission!" she said.

I just sighed.

"I don't care. If I succeed, then I'll die knowing that he didn't die in vain and that's enough for me," I told her.

"You're crazy. You can't do this," she said.

I was about to respond when someone knocked on the door. Gracie sighed and called for them to come in. The door opened to reveal Colonel Lennox.

"Rose, the Autobots are really worried about you. Please come and talk to them," he begged.

I got up from the chair I was sitting in and walked over to the door. Gracie followed behind me. Lennox lead us down the same way he had yesterday and into the Autobot Hangar. They noticed our arrival and we walked towards them.

"How nice it is to see you, young Rose," Dino said.

"Hi."

"We got you a little something," Hound told me.

I gave him a confused look and he got up to retrieve something across the room.

"You're gonna love it. Well, maybe. I hope so anyway," he babbled.

He turned around and I saw something small in his hand. He held it out to me and I took it.

It was a giant picture frame with a collage of photos with me and Bumblebee. In the middle frame read our names and a small quote. It read: "The difficulty is not so great to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for." Bumblebee & Rosalie: Two halves of the same star. I smiled for the first time in four days. I was actually touched.

"How did you manage to get these pictures?" I asked.

"Well, when we stopped at your house we kinda stole your phone and yanno. Your dad and Uncle Josh stopped by some photo store on the way here and ordered to get them developed and framed. Only had to pay the little rat another two hundred dollars to keep quiet, but what the hay. It arrived yesterday and we were gonna give it to you when you came in but then you ran out, so. .yeah," Hound explained to me.

"Well, thank you. .so much. It actually means a lot to me," I told them, wiping the tears from my eyes.

Gosh, if I cried anymore my tears would wash me away. I smiled as I looked at one of the pictures of Bee and I. I was holding onto his leg while he gave me an obnoxious look from above. It was one of those candid shots that Lynleigh had taken. He hated taking pictures so much, and I loved annoying him about it.

"That one is our favorite," Sideswipe said motioning to the one in the corner.

It was the one I had set as my phone lock screen. I smiled a little bit and wiped my tears away again.

"Yeah, mine too," I whispered.

"Hopefully, this makes you feel just a little bit better. We've been worried about you, Rose. You don't look good," Jolt said.

"When is the last time you've eaten?" Roadbuster asked.

I sighed.

A while actually, aside from those rancid chicken nuggets. I knew that I looked bad. I could feel myself losing weight and I could see the color draining from my olive toned skin from the lack of nourishment.

"I ate like three and a half chicken nuggets today, but they were gross so I didn't eat the rest of them."

"If I don't recall, those are your favorites," Drift said.

I just shrugged.

"You've gotta eat, Rosalie. You know he'd have your ass if he knew you weren't taking care of yourself," Crosshairs scolded.

I swallowed.

"I know that," I replied.

It wasn't like I didn't actually take care of myself though. I took a shower every morning and drank water as needed, but I just couldn't find it in myself to actually eat. I didn't want to.

"Then eat, young one," Sunstreaker told me.

"Okay."

"You need to go and rest now. You look rather exhausted," Jolt told me.

Of course I've been exhausted. I've been drowning in my own tears for four days, just struggling to get away from this horrible nightmare.

"Okay. Thank you all so much for this. It really does mean a lot to me," I said as I headed over to the door, the frame tightly in my grasp.

"Anytime, young Rosalie."

I hurried out the door and back up to my room. Gracie must've went back to her room when I was talking with the Autobots. I laid the picture frame down on the computer desk and grabbed my phone and headphones before heading over to my bed. I laid down underneath the covers and put the headphones in my ears. I scrolled through my music and chose a song from The Vampire Diaries soundtrack: Running Up That Hill by Placebo.

I never understood why I listened to this type of music. It only added to my sadness but I guess it was good to find something to relate to. A tear fell from my eye as I listened to a part of the song.

"If I only could make a deal with God, and get him to swap our places. .I'd be running up that road, be running up that hill, be running up that building. .if I only could."

Lord knows I would swap places with him in an instant. He saved me, so the least I could've done is save him. I would've gratefully sacrificed myself for him. He didn't deserve this at all. It wasn't fair.

After the song finished, I scrolled back through my music, coming to another Vampire Diaries soundtrack. I clicked on 'Don't Deserve You' by Plumb. This show always had some of the best music, although most of it was very emotional and this particular song may have been a love song, but some parts actually related to me perfectly.

"You're the first face that I see and the last thing I think about. You're the reason that I'm alive. You're what I can't live without, you're what I can't live without," sounded in my ears.

It was scary how true it was. Whenever I wake up, or whenever I go to sleep, he's always the last thing on my mind and the first thing. He was also the reason I was alive, and now I was finding it nearly impossible to try and live without him.

"You're the light inside my eyes. You give me a reason to keep trying, you give me more than I could dream." I paused it. That was enough for me for tonight.

I took out my headphones and laid them down on the nightstand beside my bed, along with my phone. I turned over and looked out of the window in my bedroom. The sun was just now setting over the horizon. I don't know how long I ended up staring out of the window. All I knew was that it was dark now and the full moon shined brightly in the sky. I sighed and closed my eyes, the light from the moon illuminating on my closed eye lids. Before long, I was sound asleep.