Hey guys, here is Chapter 4. I'm super sorry for the long wait. This chapter is less impacting than the previous (to me anyway). Let me know what you guys think and what you would like to see in the story, as of right now, my draft is completely out the window.
I also tried finding play list songs that fit each scene, but it seemed almost impossible. If any of you think you have the perfect song for one of the scenes please please please write me letting me know. I would love to add it to the story.
Finally, thank you to those who have added my story as one of your favorites, it is to you that I dedicate it to :)
To CruelVidel: I added the last scene specially for you! Thanks again for the great comment.
SaiyanWolf-Girl: I LOVED the titled you came up with, my poor chapter would have been nameless if it wasn't for you. Thank you!
Pan laid on her bed staring at the white ceiling of the dorm. Her face was still stained with the dry tears she had cried the night before.
"I am such an idiot" she said as she picked up the crinkled picture that was next to her and looked directly at his smiling face. "And here I thought you would change for me" she smiled back sadly.
She had been his best friend for years and knew exactly what relationships meant to him—they were a past time...a hobby, and once he tired of one girl he was quick to move to the next. She had never thought much of it, but now that she was on the receiving end it felt like hell.
Pan had never been intimate with another man; he had been her only one.
It was ironic, the one thing she was trying to avoid by suggesting they not see each other happened anyway. Knowing him, she should have expected it...
"We shouldn't see each other anymore…"
"Not anymore, but for a while" she stopped for a moment to think before she continued "I think we both need time to figure out if this is really what we want"
"Fine" he cut her off like he had done so many times before, except this time it was serious and intentional…he didn't want to hear anything else she was about say.
Not in a million years could she have imagined how much it hurt to be played with by him.
Today she was going to fly back home for Bulma's birthday party. She had called everyone earlier to let them know she wouldn't be able to come, mainly because of the phone incident with Trunks, but she changed her mind after.
She wasn't about to let his presence ruin her mood, plus, she really needed to see her family.
Pan pulled out a black cocktail dress out of her closet and heels to go with it; she needed to look good, in case she met Trunks' replacement at the party.
Pan looked out the cab window as they approached the Brief's mansion. Her heart beat quickened at the sight of the enormous structure. No one was expecting her and she was excited to see the faces of her family and friends who she knew would be overjoyed to see her.
She could see the long line of cars that had formed in the grand driveway behind the gate and decided to walk to the entrance instead of waiting to get dropped off.
Pan walked in through the entrance of the extravagant home to be greeted by all her friends and her family who had gathered at the main hall to take pictures with Bulma.
Everyone was silent and in shock as it finally registered that Pan, the girl who they had not seen in months, had actually come down from school to see them.
"My baby!" Videl screamed while she rushed to her daughter's side.
"Hi mom" Pan said with arms wide open to receive her crying mother in her arms.
"Hey Panny" a male voice reached her ears and ruffled her hair as he passed by.
"Hi Uncle Goten" Pan said in between breaths. Her mother's hug was a choker.
The greetings went on until Pan finally reached the birthday lady.
"Happy birthday Bulma" Pan said as she embraced her. Her son took after her and it was a painful reminder of why she hadn't wanted to come here.
"Thank You" Bulma smiled at her. "I'm so glad you could make it" she held Pan's hands in hers.
"Later on tonight, whenever you get a chance, come talk to me ok?" Bulma smiled sweetly, but it intimidated Pan…she could only guess what the woman had to talk to her about.
The party continued without any sight of Trunks—to Pan's relief, but deep inside she wished she would run into him. Their situation was complicated; the one person who was supposed to advise her on this circumstance was the same one who had caused her the misery she was living through. Yet, She wanted things to be fixed in a way that she could at least have her best friend back.
[Play: Two Steps From Hell-Fill My Heart]
Pan sat at one of the empty tables in the ballroom and watched everyone dance. She scanned the room picking out individual couples making it a game to guess who the guys had asked to dance with during the slow song. Amongst the load of people she didn't know, the married couples stayed together, Bulma and Vegeta, her mom with her dad—and then, there were the singles. It was surprising to find Goten and Bra together. The way they looked at each other would give anyone the impression that they were actually dating.
She watched as Goten picked up Bra in his arms and twirled them on the dance floor…Pan realized it had been the first time she saw the girl being genuinely happy and she smiled even though an overwhelming sadness came over her.
Pan continued to contemplate the possibility of her uncle and Bra being together as an item when her eyes found Trunks dancing with a tall blond who she thought she recognized. The woman was unconditionally pretty and had a sex appeal that Pan knew was more than apparent to every man in the room.
Their bodies were pressed against each other as they swayed to the rhythm of the music, her arms curled around his neck…and for the first time, Pan felt jealous that she was not the one with him.
She closed her eyes as the music took over the emotions completely and she remembered the first and last time she had been his.
Trunks kissed her fervently as he ran a finger along the length of her naked body. He stood over her with his legs on both sides of her right knee. They had been in this position for a while and Pan's cheeks were flushed from the heat that radiated off of him.
This was a scene she had not expected to result from their friendship, but she welcomed it...as terrified as she was.
He pulled back from the kiss and placed a peck on her forehead as he positioned himself between her legs when he felt Pan began to shiver.
"Are you scared?" he whispered as he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
Pan opened her eyes and nodded with an apologetic look on her face. She was sure it wasn't every day that he had to deal with a 'newbie'.
"You have to relax a little" he said as he pulled her body towards him so that she was now on top.
Pan brought her arms to her chest to cover her breasts and asked laughing "What am I doing up here?"
He smiled innocently "Letting me admire your body". He took her hands and placed them on her sides, yet he didn't break eye contact.
Trunks brought his body towards hers so that they were both sitting, Pan still on his lap. "You're beautiful" he leaned in to kiss her and as softly as he did, he pushed her body back on to the mattress.
Her arms found their way to his neck and pulled him closer at the same time that he entered her.
She whimpered when she felt the pain shoot up her spin, but it only lasted a minute and soon after she joined his rhythm and chanted with moans.
[End song]
"Hey, do you mind if I sit here?" Pan opened her eyes the instant the unfamiliar voice brought her back to reality.
"No, go ahead" Pan assured the man with a smile as she took in all his features. He was attractive, brown eyes, bronze skin, and by the signs of his well chiseled arms, he worked out; yet he still didn't compare to Trunks.
She couldn't believe how attracted she was to him even after what he had done. It was ridiculous.
"You looked lonely and since we're practically the only ones not dancing, I thought we'd give each other some company" he said once he had sat down in front of her.
"Sounds like a great idea" she had a zip of the bitter wine that was left on a glass and grimaced at the taste.
"I'm Uub" while he extended his hand to her, Pan noticed Trunks staring at her attentively; his arms still wrapped around the blonde's waist while they danced. Pan broke the eye contact immediately; she hadn't thought he would see her in the sea of people that were in the room.
"Pan" she stated plainly and shook his hand with smiled.
Pan rose up from her chair and grabbed the bottle of wine that was sitting on the table. "I'm having my own private party outside" she swung the container lightly from side to side. "Care to join me?" she smiled at him a bit more seductively than she had meant to, but it did the trick. Uub had shot up from his chair and followed her to the French double doors that led them to the garden behind the mansion.
Pan was sitting on a huge rock that surrounded the cascade of the pool; she brought the bottle in her hand to lips and titled her hand back feeling the burn as the drink went past her throat.
They had been outside for at least an hour just having small talk and getting to know each other.
"So Pan" Uub looked at her like she was one of the wonders of the world. "You're twenty one, a prominent college student, and a wild child" he grinned at her while looking to the wine bottle she was chugging.
She eyed him while taking the bottle off her lips, "Wild child?" she continued to chuckle. "I'm far from it" he didn't doubt her.
Uub looked down to the ground. "You know…" he sighed "I was hoping you'd be drunk enough to forget that I think you're the most stunning looking girl I've met" he said in a quieter voice.
Pan smiled at his honesty and brought the bottle to her lips for the last time. "Don't worry" she said in between gulps "In a few we'll both forget who we are" she said smiling at his empty wine glass.
They both laughed while being oblivious to the third person that had joined them in the garden.
"Pan, can we talk?" hearing his voice startled her. She hadn't even noticed he had been standing by the doors watching her.
Uub was startled; she hadn't mentioned having a boyfriend. He stayed quiet afraid that Trunks might have heard his confession to Pan.
"I'll be right back" she smiled apologetically to Uub.
Pan got up to her feet and walked past Trunks back into the over populated ball room, but didn't stop once she was inside. She had acted like nothing was wrong, however she knew that if she was to face him, the resentment she felt towards him wouldn't let her keep up the façade.
Her pace quickened as she walked between the couples that were still on the dance floor. Trunks followed behind ungracefully, colliding into people occasionally.
"Excuse me" he squeezed in between a couple that was dancing and then brushed shoulders with a man that was making his way out of the room. "I'm sorry" he apologized for the tenth time.
"Pan!" Trunks called after her; his voice was almost drowned by the music, but it was still clear to her.
Pan had reached the entrance hall when Trunks' grabbed her swiftly by the hand causing her to jolt to a stop. She turned to glare at him and tried to free her hand from his, but he wouldn't let her go.
She frowned in annoyance.
"Was I so bad in bed that now you're trying to avoid me at all cost?" he smirked at her while staring into her hard brown eyes. In comparison, his blue orbs were joyous and deep with desire. He had not wanted to admit it before, but he really missed her and her smile—which, for whatever reason, she refused to show at the moment.
"You should have told me you were coming" he said softly while admiring her. The dress she wore hugged her in all the right places and its straps held on softly around her bare shoulders—his body was aching for her and as he had learned a few days ago at Marron's apartment, no one but Pan could make him feel whole.
Pan just stood in place and looked away refusing to look at him; the hand he held lied limp as if she did not dare touch him with her fingers, but he ignored the gesture.
"I would have picked you up" He caressed her cheek like he had done once before, this time however, she didn't answer or looked at him.
He didn't know why she was acting so distant—it wasn't like her to act that way towards him.
"I thought maybe you had changed your mind" he paused for a moment wondering if his next words would come out bitter.
"…about not seeing each other " Pan continued to ignore him until he grabbed her chin and turned her face so that she was looking straight at him; she was angry, but he couldn't think of a reason why she would be.
"I had" She spat defiantly.
"Had?" Trunks raised an eyebrow at her. He was annoyed and outraged. Here he was ecstatic to see her and she didn't even care. 'If anyone should be pissed off it's me' he was still upset with her for even suggesting they should not see each other. Didn't that afternoon in her dorm mean anything to her?
"I'm not going to talk about this now, someone's waiting for me" she tried walking away, but he only held her hand tighter and she winced.
"Pan, if you're playing hard to get I really am not amused" Trunks articulated in a dangerously low voice.
"If you're going to keep this up just let me know so I can—" Pan couldn't take it anymore, she cut him off and began to yell at him.
"Damn it Trunks!" her eyes were watery, but she refused to let a single tear fall.
"Can you just stop pretending like you even care? Go screw whoever the hell you want, you don't need a cue from me" Pan continued to shout as she watched Trunks' expression go from exasperation to shock as the realization hit him. 'She knows about Marron and I..." His crystal blue eyes widened.
"I heard everything" Just like that night, she couldn't keep the tears from falling.
Trunks felt a sting in his heart when he saw her cry. He held her face in place and closed his eyes as he rested his forehead against hers.
"Shit" he murmured the curse at himself.
Trunks had led them to his room on the second floor of the mansion. He was closing the door behind him trying to stop the sound of the music from entering, but it was pointless; it was well past eleven thirty and the party had only gotten louder.
Pan watched him from behind her long eyelashes, her head was slightly bowed and her hands pressed down on the mattress of his bed where she was sitting. Trunks took a few steps towards her before he stopped to loosen his blue tie and undo the first few buttons on his dress shirt—not once did he take his eyes off of her.
"I don't want to do this Trunks" she said in barely a whisper; she had calmed down some after her episode in the hall, but was emotionally drained from it. He had made her a wreck ever since they became intimately close and she couldn't help but think how she resembled a teenage girl with raging hormones.
A sigh escaped his lips. "This won't take long" he promised as he sat down next to her on the bed.
"I owe you an explanation and an apology" she turned to look at him after he spoke; his face was buried in his hands, clearly frustrated and stressed.
He straightened up before continuing, but didn't look at her. He couldn't. He felt like the biggest dirt bag in the world.
"When you called me the night after I left…" he took a breath "to pretty much tell me you didn't want to see me again, it hurt like you can't imagine" Pan noticed the corners of his lips lower and his eyes go dull after he said it. She felt guilty, because before making the call, she had known precisely how he was going to feel.
"I know it's no excuse, but I was angry and wasn't thinking straight when I did what I did" he chose his words carefully, as to not go into detail on the act he had done with Marron…Pan didn't need to hear it again.
He scoffed. "It probably doesn't mean much to you now, but I really regret ever going to see her" he looked at her solemnly. As she looked into his pained eyes, she couldn't help but think of how she had brought everything on herself. 'I shouldn't have called him'. She had crossed the line by kissing him at her dorm and then pushed him away into another woman. –that thought instantly brought another question to her mind.
"Was she the one you were dancing with earlier?" she was still speaking in a low voice and in reality, was terrified to hear his answer.
"No" Trunks answered simply.
"That was a friend of Bra's that got clingy after she ditched her to hang out with Goten" he said honestly.
Pan's laughter had startled him; it had come out of the nowhere. She felt dumb for having felt jealous over a random girl. Trunks couldn't figure out what had been so funny, but he offered her a small smile anyway, after all, he had hoped to see it since he had left on that fateful day.
Everything was quiet as the song in the ballroom changed to a ballad that could be heard faintly in Trunks' room.
"That reminds me" he got up to stand in front of her.
[Play: X-Ray Dog-From the Heart]
"You ran away with your friend before I got to ask you for a dance" he smiled lightly and extended his hand to her.
Pan looked into his eyes and all the anger that had engulfed her earlier vanished. She held his hand and didn't wait for Trunks to bring her up to her feet; instead, she got up faster than he could register and Trunks felt her lay her head against his chest.
They stood there for a few seconds until Trunks put his arms around her waist and rested his head on hers.
"You're my best friend" he heard her say softly, she was holding on to his shirt like if her life depended on it.
"Do you think we'll ever be more than that?" he pulled her back so he could look her in the eye, but Pan merely left his gaze to stare at the ground. He knew what that meant; he had completely screwed up his chances.
For some reason, he felt as though the air had been knocked out of his gut. He held Pan once again and breathed in her perfume as the memories flooded back, dancing together at parties, holding her while they slept in her dorm, and their first time together. It was sad to know he had had it all and now had lost most of it.
"It'll never be exactly how it used to be" he whispered somberly.
"I know" her voice was almost inaudible. All she wanted right now was to be held by him exactly the same way he always had.