Chapter 3: Promise Me

Lauren's POV

I was still looking out towards the ocean when I heard Katrina and Lennox voices. They finally got up to the base, I didn't think bringing along all of my belongings would of taken them this long.

I then realized that my scarred wrist was uncovered, I quickly rushed to cover it again with my collection of bracelets. I did just in time as Katrina entered my room with the same cheerful smile she always carried.

"My God, this is your room? It's more like an awesome apartment. You're so lucky." she said.

I turned to face her, "yeah I guess" I said somberly, looking around at my room. I then sensed a bit of tension rise in the room. I looked at Katrina and saw her avoiding eye contact with me and shaking her head.

"What?" I asked.

She looked up at me, her hazel eyes trying to pierce my soul with their look of disappointment.

"Listen I know things have been hard for you but could you sound a little bit more grateful" She asked, not hiding the fact that she was a bit pissed off.

"A little more grateful?" I asked in disbelief.

"Ever since you walked out of that court house telling the judge you would want to stay with the Autobots you've been acting extremely cold towards the entire situation" She said.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know I was suppose to be leaping off my ass with joy" I replied, snarkily.

"You're lucky. The judge could of put you in any foster home." she replied

"Oh I'm lucky?! Right, the girl who was brought in the middle of an alien robot civil war and lost everything in the process is lucky." I say back.

"You have to make the best out of your situation, I'm sorry about your parents and that everything turned out the way it did. But please don't become this cold person. I don't see you smile anymore, like a real smile." She said, bringing compassion into her voice.

I didn't say anything and waited for her to continue.

"I know it's been only a few months and that you are still recovering from losing your parents." She said.

"Recovering?" I asked softly. Looking at her I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.

"I'm far from recovering, Kat. I don't think you understand. I can't think, breathe or sleep without think about them dying." I say to her.

Her expression becomes sadden and sympathetic. "Lauren you're not alone" trying to comfort me.

"But I am, once you get on that plane to leave. I'm gonna be alone, I can't talk to them. Bee, is the only one I really know. I can't take Jazz seriously. Ironhide looks like he's a trigger happy nutcase. Ratchet is the cold doctor of doom. And Optimus.." I scoffed.

"He's a serious commander who can't have an actual conversation" I said.

"And you're an angsty, sarcastic teenage girl" she says to me.

"What?" I asked her.

"They have their problems and you have yours, maybe you guys can learn something from each other and grow and maybe eventually heal with it" she says coming up to me to put her hand on my arm in a comforting manner.

"I know you're gonna hate it at first, but I promise you're gonna be fine without me" she says bringing me into a comforting hug.

"Yeah...I'm just gonna hate and miss you the entire time you're gone" I say hugging her back.

"Please promise me you'll open yourself up a bit….for me and for yourself" She requests.

I wanted to be stubborn and say no but I couldn't refuse her. I know her seeing me like this hurts her more than she lets on, and I hate myself even more for that reason. But in all honesty I just don't know how to make it all stop.

I nodded my head, "I promise" I said firmly.

She let go of our embrace and gave me a warm smile.

"I'll be back before you know it and you know I'm only a text, phone call, video chat or whatever other social media outlet away." She says, with a humorous smile.

"I know" I say, knowing I could rant or vent to her whenever was comforting.

Giant footsteps were heard from the distance. We turn our heads towards its direction. It was Jazz.

"Yo Kit-Kat, your pops says it's time to go" he said.

I raised my eyebrow at him. "Kit-Kat?". I asked smirking a bit at Katrina's new nickname.

"Well yeah, she super cool and super sweet like the sugary treat you humans eat" he said, explaining himself.

'Kit-Kat' and I laughed at this explanation. When we were done laughing we grew a bit more serious and looked at each other.

"You're really already leaving" I say.

"I'll be back soon, when I'm not sure" she said. She grabbed my hands and smiled at me.

"Remember your promise to me and you'll be fine here" she whispered to me.

I nodded my head and pulled into a hug. Squeezing tight to the last surviving piece of my old life.

From the day I met her, she was always there for me. During our days at Torchwood Academy we studied hard together, would get kicked out of class sometimes for laughing too much, and so many more shenanigans. I guess she really was cool and sweet like a KitKat.

The embraced we held reminded me of the embrace we held on that day.


Blurriness and shadows clouded my vision before I was greeted with the harsh light of my environment.

When my eyes adjusted to the brightness I realized I was in a hospital.

Looking down to my arm I saw a IV tube and multiple bandages covering my arms. I then realized there was someone sitting out by the window. Blonde hair and girlish exterior made me realized who it was.

"Kitty." My voice was hoarse and hushed.

She turned and tears were visible in her eyes. But the redness of her cheeks and the surrounding area of her eyes told me she had been crying for a while.

"Oh my God" she gasped. She came to me putting her arms around me.

"You're okay, you're okay" she kept repeating.

I found the strength to put my arms around her as well. We stayed like that for a few minutes, but a suddenly a realization struck me.

"Kitty, where are my parents? Did they make it out? Are they okay?" I asked her desperately.

Her face went blank, her eyes looking confused and sad.

"Um….Lauren...I'm sorry...but." She struggled to say.

She didn't have to finish what she was trying to say for me to understand. Tears welled up in my eyes, my heart stopped and my stomach felt sick.

I shook my head, "Noooo, God please." I cried.

She grabbed me again, crying herself, and held me tight.

"I'm so sorry" she whispered in my ear.

"What happened? What happen…?" I was out of breathe but I still managed to cry.

I kept crying til I no longer could.

(End of Flashback)

We let go of our embrace, and smiled at each other.

"I'll talk to you soon, okay?" She said.

I nodded my head, "okay" I said.

She smiled and left the room, Jazz escorting her to bring her back to where her dad was.

With her gone, I understood that I was completely alone, but I was determined to keep my promise with her. Starting tomorrow, I was going to get a full fledged tour of the island, but I wonder who my tour guide would 'Bee'...