This is an extended music drabble. Based on 'White Horse' by Taylor Swift.
I hope you enjoy it!
The room seemed too small as Moonracer paced back and forth. The pain in her spark rippled through her body with every sluggish pulse. How could she have let the situation get this serious? She shouldn't be suffering this much spark-ache, she'd only met the mech two orns ago!
Moonracer pushed the grief from her spark. She should have known that it was too good to be true. No one was as sweet and wonderful as he could be. It had all been an act. A mean act that she'd believed whole heartedly. More the fool was she.
A knock came at the door and she jumped. His voice floated to her audios. "Moonracer, please. Just let me explain."
She stared at the expanse of metal that now separated them. The smooth tenor of his voice still sent curls of desire through her core even as it tore agonizingly at her spark.
She opened the door against her better judgment. He stood there with pain filling his optics and she felt her spark contract coldly, sending pain through her systems. The cool beauty of his masculine face heated the energon in her body. Memories of their time together came unbidden to her mind. Following close behind was the shock and hurt she'd felt when she'd found out who he really was.
Somehow she managed to get her vocals to work.
"I don't want to hear it. It's too late for us."
"It is. I'm getting a transfer. I leave in the morning."
His blue optics widened. "No, Racer, please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you everything. I'm sorry I–"
Moonracer held up her hand to stop the words that continued to hurt her. "Stop. I don't want to hear it. Everything you ever said was a lie and I'm not interested in hearing more."
"You keep saying that but I don't believe you. How could I believe someone I don't know? I don't even know your real name" She turned her head so she wouldn't have to look at his handsome face. "Just go. I don't want to see you again. Ever."
Pressing the door controls was the hardest thing Moonracer had ever done. Closing the door on him wrenched at what was left of her spark. Unable to control herself she slid to the floor and started sobbing silently, static electricity gathered around her optics. The pain in her chest increased as she heard the sound of his footsteps getting further away.
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