Abused and Broken
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Bulma opened her capsule and spread out her blanket. She sighed shakily and looked over at a happy family eating ice cream. She wished her family had happened like that. But instead, her planet was conquered by a terrible thing called 'Frieza'. He destroyed everything she held dear to her. And all at the tender age of 5. She had a fried named Vegeta once, but one day, on her birthday, he didn't come. He never came ever. Ever since, she never trusted anyone, always running from cops, and usually getting raped in the process. She had been beaten, raped, thrown around and broken like a rag doll. A tear escaped her eye when a siren caught her attention.
"On shit!" she cursed, encapsulating her only possessions and running as fast as she could. There was a dark alley ahead of her. She gulped. She usually got raped in alleys like this. She shook off the panic and worry and ran. But that's when she saw them. They were standing in the end of the alley, laughing at something. Most likely her running from the police. She ran until she nearly ran into them. But it was who she saw that made her heart nearly freeze. It was Vegeta, the little boy who let her down. Tears began to form in her eyes. She brushed a long strand of dirty long hair out of her baby blue eyes. She looked up at them, and saw that they all were staring at her. There was a tall, bulky, bald teenager, a boy with long, messy hair that went down to his knees, a boy with wild hair that stuck out on all sides, and Vegeta, his short stature, his independent widow's peak, and deep, penetrating gaze.
"Girl, what do you want?" Vegeta snapped at her. He didn't realize it was her. Her heart shattered into pieces.
"NOTHING! I'm running from the police!" She screamed at him. Her legs felt weak with anguish. Her throat ached, but she swallowed them in a silent choke.
"Well, no shit you stupid bitch." The long haired one yelled at her.
"Shut up Raditz!" Vegeta yelled at him.
"Fine, you stuck up Prince." Raditz snorted. Vegeta growled.
"Woah, Woah, Woah! Raditz! Be careful! Vegeta could kick your ass!" Kakarot warned.
"Hey Vegeta, do ya want me to use 'er? She seems to be easily taken over." Nappa smirked. But what happened next surprised all the boys. Bulma screamed and ran over and hid behind a trash can and a few boxes. She chucked a trash can at Nappa and hid. It hit him hard in the balls. Vegeta instantly clicked everything into place. It was her. The girl he used to play with as a little kid. Bulma. He remembered how whenever he saw her, she always was shaking slightly, and was always clingy. But he never cared. But now he knew was she was always shaky. She had been tortured many times. She had been used. He felt his anger take over him.
He slapped Nappa in the face.
"VEGETA! WHAT THE HELL?" Nappa screamed. Wrong move.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?" Vegeta screamed back at him.
"What do you mean? There's a cute lil' hot chic and I can't say something?" Nappa tried to intervene with Vegeta. Vegeta was visibly pissed. Kakarot realized something. This was the little girl Vegeta used to play with as a kid!
"Raditz, Nappa, I think we should go…" Kakarot warned. Vegeta growled again.
"KAKAROT! STAY OUT OF THIS!"He yelled. Raditz, Nappa and Kakarot all stared at him before flying away. He growled deep in his throat and walked over to her. She was curled up in a ball, sobbing. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face. She whimpered.
"It's alright. Those bastards are gone." Vegeta whispered to her.
"You ditched me on my birthday..." She whispered in a silent sob. His eyes were downcast. Suddenly a yell rang out in the ally.
"BULMA BRIEFS! SHOW YOURSELF! WE WANT TO HELP YOU!" The police yelled. Bulma scurried in Vegeta's arms, surprising him.
""Hold on tight." He commanded. He picked her up bridal style. He made a conscious effort not to hold her in a way that would make her not trust him. He flew slowly, trying not to startle her. He looked down at her to see her passed out of fatigue, injury, and excitement. He truly looked at her. Her hair was down to her waist, her shirt ripped white t-shirt barely covered her underwear, her underwear were stained red, her legs and arms were covered with busies and scratches, some cuts deep, and other half healed over She had burns on her back, arms and legs. She was extremely thin, her ribs showing under her grimy, yet white skin. She had dark circles under her eyes. Her lips were blood red, cracked and dry. Somehow, her fingernails were short, her teeth still pearly white. She truly was fragile. He tightened his grip on her and flew faster. He had to get her to his house. His mother and the maids would help her. She began to shiver from the altitude. He powered up to a super saiyan. Heat enveloped her and she seemed to smile.
A large boom shook them.
Bulma's eyes flew open. She tightened her hold on him. Her eyes danced with fear. Lighting flashed nearby. Bulma screamed in fear in hid in the crook of Vegeta's neck.
"Bulma, nothing will happen." He whispered.
"You don't know that!" She yelled at him. Tears were now streaming down her face. That and the rain that had begun made the grime on her face wash away, revealing beautiful porcelain skin. Another flash of lighting and it began to pour. She squeezed her eyes shut and hid in his chest. He heard her cough. He flew as fast as he possibly could with a human. His sleek brown tail wrapped around her waist in comfort and protection.
He finally got to his parents mansion. They were both soaking wet. He never cared, but as more worried about the shaking 16-year old in his arms. A maid quickly came to his aid.
"Master Vegeta! What happened! And who is this?" She asked, pointing to Bulma.
"Keko, I do not have time for this! Make up a bed in the hospital wing! NOW!" He snapped at her. She nodded numbly and ran off. He delicately walked her towards the hospital ward. He put her on a bed, leaving the capsule with all her belongings in it near the bed. He laid her down, watching over her. He handed her his t-shirt, trading for hers. She blushed and put it on. She had nothing on underneath. He gasped. She was very developed for a 16-year old. He quickly looked away before she saw him looking. He quickly took her old t-shirt and threw it in the trash can.
"T-thank you Vegeta. I probably wouldn't have made it that time." She admitted. Her eyes welled up with tears. She couldn't take it anymore. She flung herself into his arms and sobbed. He couldn't think of anything to do but hold her while she cried.
"V-vegeta, I-i really don't want to sleep in the hospital ward without you in here."
"Woman (Bulma smiled weakly. He called her by her old nickname!) , this is one of the safest places on the entire planet. No one can hurt you." Vegeta told her.
"But something bad could happen!" She cried, not wanting to lose him. Vegeta's eyes widened. She truly needed him. He had truly hurt her. Not physically, but mentally. Her entire life, she had been abused, or abandoned.
He decided to fix it.
He scooped her up in his arms and began to walk down the long corridor. On the way, he ran into a butler. Papule (A/N: Pui-Pui, Apule, Qui? Get it? *No one laughs* Damn, can't guys get a joke. Yeesh…).
'Who's that Vegeta, your next whore?" Bulma visibly flinched. Vegeta shot Papule a deadly glare.
"Papule, do you remember taking me to see that little girl at the park when I was younger?" He asked.
"Yes, of course I do! You two were the best of friends!" He remembered, losing himself in the old memories.
"Yes, well, you see, this is her, as a 16-year old, who has been, raped, abused and broken." He hissed at the purple and black alien butler. Papule's eyes widened. He was dead.
"Now, go tell the rest of the staff that she is here. Prepare her a bed in the hospital wing; Make sure that everything is ready. Tests, clothes, ect. I want it all ready by tomorrow when she wakes up." And with that, he walked down to his room. He laid her sleeping form down on his bed. He took a quick shower, and put on his clothes from before to reassure her that he wouldn't try to hurt or take advantage of her. He lay down on his bed as far away from her as possible. He was surprised.
She moved over towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His tail wrapped around her waist in silent promise that he would not ever hurt, or leave her. She smiled in her sleep, dreaming of a life with him.
Well? This is one of my first extremely serious ones. Ok, this chappy is dedicated to the song 'Part of Me' by Katy Perry in honor of Memorial Day. THANK YOU ALL ARMY PEOPLE! Plz review!
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