The Son House
Videl was so tired. Tired of this life and the abuse. She loved Gohan, but the man he became is slowly killing her. That made her laugh. He wasn't slowly killing her, he tried every time they were together. This last stay in the regen tank opened her eyes. And made her think about what all changed everything and him…
Everyone knew when Goku had died something inside Gohan snapped, but no one would suspect him to have broken down and do the things he does. She knew about Launch and their baby on the way. She knew what went on at the Kame house. Videl knew more than he thought. He may think she was stupid but she wasn't that dumb not to figure everything out. It hurt, a lot, to know what was going on. Though she came to accept it. Just like the beatings. She also accepted that he was lost in his own madness. Anger and rage all caused by abandonment and loneliness. Things Goku caused without knowing. He was always leaving Gohan to spend time with everyone else, or dying and leaving him in the care of Piccolo. Who wasn't a father figure to begin with!
Those are not excuses to approve of the things he does, but reasons. Gohan isn't going to change. I hoped and prayed, but the miracle never happened. So now there is only one thing left to do. Leave, and take Pan with me. There is no hope to live happy or live very much at all with him here. And this time she wasn't going to come crawling back with her tail between her legs and begging for forgiveness. She was going and filing for divorce and never coming back.
She pulled the phone from the table next to her and held it in her lap. Gently she typed in Bulma's number and hit talk. These were her first steps to freedom, and she felt released. When Bulma answered it seemed like a flood was being released. Everything that had been happening spilled out of her mouth and Bulma, in her shock, did nothing but listen. Once Videl had finished her story she felt like a weight had been lifted and relief filled her. Bulma did what any friend would and once again offered her shelter from Gohan's anger. Only now, though, did she understand the truth of what was going on.
It wasn't long before Gohan entered the door. The smell of sex floated off of him in waves. It made Videl sick to even look at him. This was the last time she'd ever have to deal with him ever again. The thought was so disbelieving she had to keep repeating it in her mind to believe it. He didn't speak to her when he came in. He just walked right past her and went to the fridge. He took out a carton of milk chugged it and threw it away. He walked back to the door and opened it before he said anything. "Go shopping. Spend a hundred dollars and get food. If you're not back by the time I get off work I'll kill you and make your daughter clean up the mess. Do we have an understanding?" he didn't wait for an answer, but just left and slammed the door.
'You can take your hundred dollars and shove it you bastard,' was the only thought in her mind as she got up and walked upstairs to start packing her and Pan's things. Yamcha would be there soon to help move their things.
Capsule Corps.
Bra was struggling to get ready for her date tonight. She was just leaving the bathroom wrapped in a towel when her mom bumped into her. "Hey!" Bra yelled as she struggled to keep her towel in place.
"Ah! Bra! Do me a favor, when you get back make sure Videl is comfy and see if she needs something. She's had it rough and really needs some get away time."
Bra rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, she's staying with us again?"
"Ya but this time…. Its more permanent."
"Alright, whatever. I have a date that'll be here soon. Now go away so I can get ready!"
"Alright, alright.. no need to get moody." Bulma said waving her hand in submission and turned and walked towards her room.
Bra ran into hers and slammed the door. Throwing her towel on the floor, her thoughts about tonight seemed to be dulled by the fact Videl was going to stay with her. Guilt seemed to filling her stomach, but she pushed it aside. It wasn't her fault Videl could never handle the needs of a saiyan. Gohan needed someone who can match his strength and his rough nature. And naturally that means he needs a saiyan woman. Bra started shifting through her closet as her mind went off on its own. Of course then he went looking for the only other saiyan woman that wasn't his daughter. And that was her. Bra gave him everything he wanted, multiple times. He was the best partner she'd ever been with. Now though he has moved on to Launch. Bra couldn't say she was jealous. He was too rough for her anyway. Oh well. She found her outfit and threw it on her bed.
Grabbing her towel back up and dried a few places on her body that still had water splashed across her skin. Once she was finished she dropped back down on her bed and placed a mechanical helmet onto her head. It was a quick hair dryer. She then pulled on her thigh highs and black mini skirt. She stood up and placed on some makeup in front of a mirror. Her top was a white spaghetti strap shirt that laid in wait for her hair to be fully dry. As soon as she was finished dolling her self up the machine on her head made a beep and she quickly removed it. As she put on her shirt her eyes fell on the one object she hadn't put on. A black and lacy thong lay on her bed but she quickly decided against wearing them. This was for two reasons: first they'd get ripped or ruined, and secondly it was easier access without them. These thoughts made her excitement takeover and pushed the guilt on the back burner of her mind.
She quickly ran a brush through her hair and headed for the living room. Before she got half way the doorbell rang and it made her sprint. She hadn't gotten there quickly enough and Vegeta was standing in the doorway with the look of death radiating from him. He knew who was standing there even if the person hadn't noticed the open door yet. Bra pushed her father away and said bye, quickly slamming the door behind her to hide his true identity., incase Vegeta wasn't entirely sure.
Deep down she knew Pan was going to find out. She also knew there was no way in hell she could take Pan in a fight. Pan was strong and she was quick. The fact Bra was lacking in fighting experience. It put any thought of winning in her mind in the garbage. Though her father would never tell, it was Videl she had to worry about now. And Videl could easily be kept quiet. She was human.
Pan's work
Pan hated work. Everyone thought gyms were always busy, but they were mistaken. They could go hours without anyone there. Though in respect to the gym it was relatively new and that was expected.
During those breaks Pan would enjoy time on the machines until someone came in. Today she decided that spending her time on the treadmill. Jake, a gay coworker, came in from getting them all lunch and he looked upset. He was staring right at her and she knew something was up. So she quickly turned off the machine and approached the group of men digging through boxes to find their orders. Jake left the mass of men and pulled her back toward the door of the building. "Hun, I think you should have the rest of the day off." Was the first thing out of his mouth.
"Ooo…kay? Why is that?" she said very confusedly.
"I already talked to Boss Man and he is okay with it." Now Pan was getting upset. Where did he get off by telling her what to do? "so why should I leave?"
His voice sounded sorrow filled as he said, "Go walk down to the café at the corner and you'll see why." Pan used her ki to search out others. It didn't take her long to feel to very familiar kis so close. She looked at Jake and told him that she would take the day off. She then made her exit out the front door and walked to the corner wondering where she'd find them.
It made her sick when she got to see the outdoor tables and a single couple sitting outside. It got worse when she noticed how open they were being about what was going on. They didn't have the decency to hide away inside but instead sit outside and show the world their cheating ways. Pan set her anger aside and walked right up to the table. "I can't believe you two," Pan said in a low tone. Deacon gasped and wished her hello while Bra turned away in fear. Pan's ki was raising and she didn't notice. The wind around them all was picking up and Bra knew what was going on. "Pan we are only making plans for your guys' anniveristy."
Pan felt her blood pressure raise even further than it was when she found them. "Oh I'm sure Bra. I know you better than that."
"Pan, lets not blow this all out of proportion…" Bra started to say, but was quickly interrupted.
"OUT OF PROPORTION?!?!?! I CAUGHT YOU TWO!!" Pan was doing all she could to not grab Bra and beat her in oblivion. And as she was shocked to her Deacon clear his throat.
"Pan, there isn't anything between us anymore. You don't want to go any further, and to be honest I want sex. And you just don't do anything for me anymore. It was cute, but it's over." Pan's heart was crushed. Her vision blurred and the world felt like it was crumbling. Her fight instinct was there but her heart wanted her to run. She let out a low growl and spoke quietly. "Don't worry Deacon. I was going to end it soon. I'm glad it's over." She spun around and walked away. She turned down into an alley and flew off to the only person and the only place she felt safe and at home. It was there right now that she needed to be. So she flew off and tried not to fall apart until she got there.
Back at the Son House
Yamacha arrived at the Son house not knowing what he was going to walk into. Bulma had told him a disturbing story of what Gohan had done, and he couldn't understand why she stayed with him so long. But he guessed that was love. He searched for Gohan's ki in the house but only felt one, and it was Videl's. She was in the living room most likely awaiting his arrival. He knocked and within a few moments the door was gently opened exposing a tear stained face of a middle age woman. "Hey, hun, you ready to go?"
"Ya, all packed up and ready to go." She sent him a small smile and open the door wider. "Would you like to come in?"
"Nah, I think we should get going. Bulma would be very worried if we spent a lot of time here."
"Okay well lets go then." Videl let herself out of the house and got into Yamcha's car. He handed her a small braclet. "What's this?" she asked confused.
"That is one of Bulma's inventions. She used to use it when she'd sneak away from Vegeta to see me. It hide your ki." Videl pulled it over her wrist and told him thank you. The feeling that the nightmare was over finally truly hit her and she smiled. Her new life had started and that was the greatest feeling.
