Disclaimer: like before, I don't own DBZ, if I did, I wouldn't be poor…lol
6 months pregnant with your kid
Sittin' at home, waitin' for your call
Staring into the starry night
I realized something's not right
You call me at home
Only to say you'd be late
You said your friends wouldn't let you leave
And for me not to wait up
Before I could say one word
You've already hung up the phone
Placing the receiver back on its cradle
I look at the dinner table
Happy 1-year anniversary
Is whispered to no one special
A breeze blows out the candles
And the room darkens without its supporting light
The telephone rings three times, and again
Picking up the phone, I didn't want to know
The news I hear is the stone that breaks my heart
The words are the flames that burns my trust in you
Three hours later I hear you coming home
Quiet and slick like a mouse, you walk in
Your eyes dart around the house that was once home
They widen in shock when you saw me
I asked you what took you so long
I wanted to know why you're late
You looked me in the eyes and said 'friends'
You stared me in the eyes and lied
I gave a bitter laugh as I stood up
I said I knew where you really were
Sleeping around while I'm pregnant
Acting free when you know you ain't
Tears finally fell free against my will
But the anger has been fueled
I told you to leave
To get out of my life
You begged for forgiveness
And swore that you love me
But if you did
Then this never would have happened
You never would've hurt me
We would've been a family.
AN: You should know who's POV this was written in, right?