Trunks' dad (part one)
As I prepared for Goten's house
I pulled my sleeves all the way down
Both pant legs dragged upon the floor
My sweater hung down past my palm
And the gloves covered the rest
Only bruises with shape
Deserved to get make-up
For all others a story'd be made
All this preparing
Just to see my best friend
Makes me wish that he knew
We had been through this before
Papa's excessive drinking
But with mom getting pregnant
Dad changed for the worst
And he was bringing me down with him
At first the hitting was deliberate
Instead of getting grounded
Getting punched in the face
But soon everything became my fault
Mother's hormones
Papa's failures
And there was nothing I could do
When I saw Goten
I tried to smile
But I couldn't
I broke down
Sobbing into his chest
Goten didn't say a word
He just held me
Petting my arm
I felt his finger hit a sore
And he recoiled in shock
I tried to run
But he forced me to stay
Removing my clothing
Showing my scars
He asked me how I'd got them
And I couldn't lie anymore
I told him what happened
And he cried
And I cried
Begging him not to tell
Part two
When trunks got dressed and left
I felt sick
How could he let that happen?
I swore I wouldn't tell my dad
But could I really
Just leave him like that?
That night at dinner
I couldn't eat
I couldn't speak
I just sat there
Staring at my plate
My father asked me what was wrong
How long we had been fighting
And for what
But I said nothing
Not meeting his gaze
In fear that I might tell him the truth
Later that night he confronted me
Asking what I had done
To make him so upset
I tried so hard not to tell him
But with father
It's so very hard
Finally I snapped
"it isn't me he's fighting with
Its his dad!"
My hands shot over my mouth
Knowing I had betrayed his
I grabbed my dad's arm
Begging him to stay
But once dad got started
He wasn't going to stop
I followed him to trunks' house
Just to see the worst
That horrid man's hand
Striking trunks in the face
Knocking the boy to the ground
My father jumped in
Punched the drunk in the gut
Knocking him down to his knees
As his son, fearing death
Scrambled to hide behind me
The men fought it out
And we ran and hid
Not wanting to watch this battle
As we both expected
My father won out
Bring us both to my house
Not letting us look back
For over a week trunks stayed with us
Not saying a word to me
I know I deserved it
Betraying his trust
But in the end
I hope it was best
On the tenth day he spoke
His eyes filled with tears
"Goten you saved me"
Was all that he said
But it was enough
Part three
Later that day after me and ten spoke
I went home
Gaining the place
Of man of the house
And one month after baby was born
Papa came back
Pale-faced
Thin body
But sober
Mama was reluctant
To have him back at home
But the way he held baby in his arms
I knew that he had changed
Life was never quite the same
After ten's dad had stepped in
But now I'm a man that I'd never be
If he never did