Leave Out All The Rest

by Alpha-Of-Mass-Destrutction

Set after the Buu-Saga. Bulma can't stand to look at Vegeta. After an incident at work, Bulma is left trying to coop with the emotional trama of the situation. Vegeta, not understandig what is wrong with his mate, sets out to find out the truth. But how do you deal with someone who won't even look at you without bursting into tears?

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Run

Bulma raced in the house silently. Rushing into her room, she dropped her purse and briefcase on the floor before stripping. Quickly she turned on the hot water and stood there letting it burn her skin and wash away all the blood on her persons. Tears began to fall as it all came crashing down her again. It hurt so bad and he just wouldn't stop. She was a woman not a doll. Grabbing the soap, she scrubbed her skin till it was red and more blood streamed out her skin. It didn't work. She could still feel his hands touching her, holding her, squeezing her, bruising her, and cutting her. He was right. Vegeta was going to hate her.

Sliding down to the ground, she held her knees to her chest. She just felt so dirty, so used. It was like someone had taken her pride and ripped it up and burned it. She didn't care though. She just wanted to die. Wanted to run away but knew she couldn't. Her son needed her; Vegeta needed her if only to fix the GR.

Picking herself up of the ground, she turned the water off and grabbed a towel. Drying quickly, she walked out the bathroom and went to her dresser. She slipped on a black long sleeve shirt thankful it was winter. A pair of dark gray sweats and some black socks adored her lower body. She sat at her mirror and used her expensive water proof fondation to cover up the cuts on her face. She was ashamed and knew when Vegeta found out he would leave her.

Just as she was finished putting it on, her door opened. Jumping slightly, she watched her mate walk in slowly. She lowered her eyes and looked away as she got up to leave.

Vegeta watched her leave with a raised eyebrow. She usually gave him a hug and a kiss when she got home from work. Maybe she was on that thing she called a period? But she hasn't had one since Trunks was born. And boy was almost eight. Something hit his nose fully. He walked over to where the smell was coming from. Finding it was Bulma's office outfit of the day, he sniffed it and scrunched his nose up slightly. He dropped it quickly and looked at his hand. Red and a liquid. Putting his thumb in his mouth, his widened in surprise. Blood. Bulma's blood. It drenched her jacket and some of her skirt. What happened to his mate?