[(A/N): This oneshot is based off of an award winning shortfilm called "Alone", a film about depression.

Plot: The reader is suicidal, bullied, and is being overcome with her mother's beatings, work, bullying, blackmail, and homework. Her friends, Chromedome and Rewind come to her to confess their true love for her, but don't realize how broken she is until it's too late...

Warning!:
Suicide, depression, death, abuse, bullying, blackmail, slight religious belief

Also, warning to haters: I've tried to commit suicide several times, so if you think that you can fucking comment some shit like "she deserved it" or "bish she a fag" or anything along the lines, you're going to be blocked and reported, and exposed for all of my followers to see. As you can tell, I'm passionate for those who are depressed, and I will defend those with such disorders with my own pride if I have to.]

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

You're worthless

Are you sick or something?

Don't even try

She's ugly

What ARE you? A sewer rat?

That hair is nasty—

And greasy!

What are you? Stupid?

I sigh, rubbing my eyes as I sit up, looking around groggily before swinging my legs over the bed, throwing on my clothes and brushing hastily through my knotted hair.

I grab my bag, stuffing my homework inside and rushing downstairs, staring expectantly at my mother.
She grunts. "What do you want?"
"Aren't you gonna take me to school?", I ask.
"Im tired. Walk."
"But I'm gonna be la--!"
"What are you?! Stupid?!"
"I-I'm not gonna make i—"
"You want an extra beating tonight?! Or dinner?!"
I shut up quickly.
"Thats what I thought."

I sigh, brushing the stray tears from my eyes before rushing out the doors and into the woods. Why the woods? Because that's where the Lost Light was.

I shove my hand onto the scanner, the ship identifying my handprint and opening the small hatch that was made especially for me.

I ran down the halls, catching some weird stares of some of the bots onboard. Even some of the bots didn't approve of me. Some wanted me dead or gone, some didn't care, and others pitied me.

I run into the bar, panting. "Wh-ahhh.... wh-where's-- ugh..."

"Chromedome and Rewind?", Swerve asks. "Probably in their quarters."

I nod, rushing down to their quarters and opening the door, to see them talking, Rewind sitting atop of Chromedome's lap.
"Should we tell h--", Rewind pauses, looking at me.
I freeze. "I--err... sorry..."

Chromedome stops me as I'm about to leave. "N-no, no, it's fine! What'ya need?"
"W-well..." I check my watch.

8:13

I growl, starting to walk off. "No matter, I'm late anyways."
Rewind jumps off of the berth, running up to me. "Wait! What is it?"
"School," I sigh, running a hand down my face.

Rewind lets out a short "oh" before turning to Chromedome, who gets up and off their shared berth before heading down the halls, with us in tow.

Rewind speeds up, jumping on Chromedome's back and climbing up him to sit on his shoulder.

'He just wants to get away from me...'

I sniff, catching both of their attention.

"Are you sick or something?", Rewind asks.

"N-no... sorry," I say, waving them off, wiping a tear from my eye as soon as they turn away.

3rd Person P.O.V

'What's up with her?', Rewind asks Chromedome through their bond.

'I'm not sure...'

'I'm worried," Rewind's face scrunches.

'So am I, Rewind... so am I...'

10 minutes later

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

I sigh, sneaking through the halls of school, hoping the bell will ring for second period before I get caught.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?!"

Just my luck.

"S-sorry, ma'am," I apologize.

"Don't MA'AM me! What the hell are you doing?", the hall monitor snaps.

"I-I was late because my mom wouldn't drive me and my fr-friends had to d--"

"No excuses! Go to the principles after school!"

Man, if looks could kill...

"Alright..." I whisper, just as the bell rung. I quickly scurry off to my next class. But certainly not before hearing her mutter, "you're worthless..."

I turn the corner, only to be pulled back by my collar.
I gag, slapping the person instinctively.

"Gah! What the fuck is wrong with you?!". Ruco grunts.
I gasp. "S-sorry!"
"Damnit... j-just... where's my homework?", He snaps.
I freeze. "I-I.... umm... forgot it at home..."

Ruco sighs loudly. "Bitch... you forgot it... you FUCKING FORGOT IT!"
I cower away. "I-I'm so--"
"I don't pay you to sit around and paint your toenails!"
"I was in a rush, I--"
"You know what? Never mind," he grunts, banging into my shoulder as he stomped pass me. As he leaves, I hear him quietly mutter, "bitch".
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I wince silently as my stomach grumbles, and my friend, Clarissa, shoots me a worried glance before looking down at her pizza. "Are you not gonna eat?"

I shake my head. "I don't need it..."

"Of course you do! Your thin as a stick!", she exclaims. "Hear, take it!"

I smile thankfully, taking the outstretched pizza and going to take a bite.

"Wait..!"

I glance upwards to my other friend, James. "Hmm?"

"Is that sausage and olive? I love it! Can I have it?"

I glance down at the pizza and nod. "I didn't like it anyways..."

They all give me worried looks before going back to their lunch.

"That hair is so nasty!", a girl behind me whispers.
"And greasy!", her friend giggles.
One of them pokes my shoulder, and turns me around. "What?"

"Like, what are you? A sewer rat?"
"She might as well be!", the other laughs.
I sigh angrily, turning back around.
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I sit confused as Mr. Vangorier explains the equation. I was in a higher up class, so instead of what most seniors do, I was in Calculus+.

"Any questions?", he asks.

I slowly raise my hand, ducking my head slightly.

He groans. "What the hell do you want now?"
"I-I don't understand..."
"Of course you don't..."

I blink back my tears.
"Er, nevermind. I understand now...", I lie.

Mr. Vangorier shakes his head and sighs as he hands out our previous test.

I look at mine and see a big, fat, red F.

'Why do you even try? You're not getting anywhere.'
I choke back a sob as I read the note, given to me by the teacher.

'That's it... I'm done.'
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"What? How long will it be?", I ask nervously.

"The mission will be a few hours... and Rewind obviously can't pick you up... I'm sorry, (Y/N). I really am," Chromedome apologizes.

"Sure...", I mutter, hanging up.

I attempt to get a ride from a few passing students, only to get pushed and horrifically insulted with names and racial slurs.

I sit sadly on the bench for about an hour, before Mrs. Felician walks by. "Honey, you ain't supposed to be here no more. School ended, ya know?"

"W-well... I don't have a ride to get home.."

"Then walk your ass! You need it," the older woman insults, pulling me off the couch and throwing me out the door. "Fat ass bitch..."
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"WHY are you home so late? You should've been home half an HOUR ago!", my mother yells.

"I-I didn't have a ride because you didn't come to pick me up, so..."

"Are you trying to make excuses aGAIN?! And to blame it on ME?!", she yells. She takes a deep breath. "Whatever, in going out. I expect this place to be SPOTLESS!"

"B-but I have homewo--"

"SPOTTLESS!", she screams, slamming the door.

I lay out my homework and books on the floor, struggling to understand.

'No one cares..

Fat ass bitch...

You need it anyways...

You're thin as a stick!...

Bitch...'

The words rung in my head, filling me with an overwhelming feeling of dread.

'Kill yourself...'

"I'll take you up on the offer, Kara...", I sniff.

I get up, dragging myself to the bathroom and pulling off my shirt, pulling off the bandages covering the scars. "They're right... I am fat... I am ugly... I am dumb.... I am worthless..."

I snatch the blade with shaky hands and begin to cut deep into my arms, turning on the bath with my foot.

A puddle of blood forms beneath me, and soon, almost covered the floor. I shuffle through the cabinets, downing as many pills possible before turning to the bath, sinking my face into it as it turns red with blood.

I force myself to stay under as I inhale water in a desperate attempt of my body forcing me to breath. A stinging sensation fills my chest before I pass out, and images flash before me.

The bullies...

My friends...

Past pets...

Everyone...

The bots...

And...

Rewind and Chromedome.

'They didn't care enough to stay with me...'

'They hate me...'

A bright light pulls at me, pulling me up. I turn around, looking at my own body, before walking into the light.
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3rd Person P.O.V

"(Y/N)?", Chromedome yells, banging on the door. "(Y/N), you in there?"

Rewind huffs, pushing Chromedome's holoform out of the way before using the spare key you had given them to unlock the door. "(Y/N)?"

They travel upstairs, gasping.

A flow of red water flowed throughout the top floor, leading to the bathroom.

Chromedome began to panic, guessing what had happened. "I swear to Primus, if this is a prank...!", he snarls, bashing down the door.

They both shout at the sight.

There you were, glossy eyes starting ahead emotionlessly as cuts covered your arms, legs, and neck, white foam coming from your mouth.

"(Y/N), no!", Rewind screams, tugging you out of the tub.

Chromedome and Rewind sob loudly, comming the ship.
They shut off the comm, and cried over your body.

They both loved you, with all their sparks. They wanted to include you into their relationship, as a three-way-relationship. They wanted nothing more but to love you and all of your flaws.

"I-I wi-wi-wish...", Rewind begins, sobbing. "W-we cou-ould've b-been ther-ere..."
Chromedome let's Rewind sob into his chest, shutting his eyes tight. "M-me, too... me, t-too..."