Hello lovelies! This chapter is going to be a little bit different. You should be able to figure out pretty quickly what the point of this chapter is, and it's a very short one for a reason. Without further ado, here you go!
Pain, suffering, humiliation. So many emotions, and I have no idea what I should be feeling right now. Rage, sorrow… How do I always get in to horrible situations? Who do I blame? Do I Yamcha? Do I blame the man who was supposed to love me? The man who could just throw me away like all the years we've spent together don't matter? I've done so much for him, but it's like none of it matters. How could he hurt me so easily? How can he act like he's done nothing wrong? He acts like I made him cheat on me, like I brought this all on myself. No, he made his decision. He chose that blonde tramp over me. This is his fault! If I hadn't seen with my own eyes that he was cheating on me, then I wouldn't have gotten so upset and ended up in that alley to begin with. I never would've met those creeps, and they never would've tracked me down to my house. That man never would've…. No, I can't think about that part. I just can't.
Should I be blaming Vegeta? Did he bring this all on me? I had my adventures when I was younger, but was he the one that led me to real danger? He's dangerous, a murderer… He's thrown that in my face more times than I can count. He's destroyed planets, whole civilizations. He takes what he wants and couldn't care less who he hurts. He goes after the what he wants and doesn't care who he has to push out of his way. He hates people and prefers to be alone. He's threatened my life and he's physically harmed me a couple of times, but can I say that this is his fault? Did he start the chain of events that led to this? Can I blame my alien houseguest for all of this? Should he be the yell I yell and curse at? No… I don't think so…
Do I blame myself? Is it my own fault that this has all happened? Did I force Yamcha to do the things he's done? Did I cause this because I was ignoring him? Is the alley my fault? Is it my fault that man found me? I was the one that left my purse in the alley and led him right to me… Is it my fault that he… Is it my fault for not being strong enough? I am just too weak? I couldn't even push that guy off of me. Vegeta had to rescue me… Did this happen because of my clothes? Do I dress too much like a skank? I didn't think so, but what do other people think? Yamcha always liked the way I dressed, but then again, Vegeta always makes snide comments about my outfits… Did those guys target me because they thought I was easy?
How can I face anyone after this? I feel so dirty. No matter how many showers I take, I can't shake that feeling. Yamcha doesn't want me, and I don't think any one else ever would, not after… Vegeta couldn't even stand to be in the same room as me after… He left as soon as he could. I know he's got stronger senses than a human does… could he smell it on me? I can't let anyone find out about this, I just can't. It's too sickening, and just too embarrassing. How could I, Bulma Briefs, heiress to Capsule Corp., smartest woman in West city, allow myself to be raped by a disgusting piece of garbage?
How can I carry on after this? How can I look at myself in the mirror? Will anyone else be able to stomach the sight of me? What will people say about me if they find out? I feel so dirty… No matter how showers I take, no matter how hard I scrub my skin, I can still feel his hands on me. I can still feel all the grime and dirt. What am I supposed to do? I'm so confused… I can't wrap my mind around any of this… How could someone do this to me? How the hell could I have let him? What do I do…? What… Do… I… Do…?
The sun glared in to the room, and the bluenette began to stir. She moaned covered her face with her arm while tucking herself in to a fetal position. Bulma refused to open her eyes, refused to allow herself to fully wake up. The last thing the Earthling wanted was her mind to fully awaken. She would have been too happy to stay comatose and hide herself away. Accepting a slight defeat from the sun, Bulma slowly inched her eyes open. An unfamiliar scent reached her nose, and she suddenly remember where she was. She pulled the comforter up over her shoulders and snuggled down further in to her alien houseguest's bed.
"He really let me stay in here," Bulma muttered to herself. "He probably thinks I'm the most pathetic person on this planet." Bulma was about to retreat back in to herself, but the sudden sound of two agitated voices ripped her back to reality.
"Where the hell is she?"
"The woman is not in any condition to be entertaining pathetic weaklings like you." Bulma pulled herself out of the safety of the bed, taking the blanket with her and wrapping it around her shoulders, and reluctantly made her way to the living room. Yamcha's voice became louder as she approached, while Vegeta's remained dangerously even.
"Come on, man!" Bulma was making the last turn before entering the same room as the warriors.
"You're more than welcome to try getting past me. I'd love an excuse to destroy you."
"She's my girlfriend! You can't stop me from seeing her!"
"I'm not your girlfriend," Bulma said dryly, making her presence known. "Not anymore." Yamcha snapped his attention towards the bluenette. His mouth hung open as he took in the woman's beat up appearance.
"What the hell happened to your face?!" Yamcha exclaimed. He angrily shifted his eyes back to the Saiyan. "You! What the hell did you do to her?!"
"You really have the gall to accuse me of inflicting the woman's injuries?" Vegeta said softly while narrowing his eyes to dangerous slits. Yamcha opened his mouth to respond but Bulma's shrill voice quickly silenced him.
"Stop it! I can't deal with this right now, and I sure as hell can't deal with you right now! Leave!"
"Not till you tell me who and what happened!"
"God damn it, Yamcha! If you want to blame someone then go look in a mirror! Your pathetic cheating ass was what set this all off! Now, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Yamcha stood motionless in the doorway, his mouth gaping open, as Bulma's chest heaved from the effort of the emotional explosion. Vegeta smirked and took a step towards the Earthling.
"You heard the woman. Leave." The Saiyan didn't give the warrior a chance to deliver a retort. The Prince 'nicely' shoved the Earthling out the door and slammed it in his face. Vegeta turned to face Bulma, and found the rage already replaced by a mix of despair and nothingness. Without looking the Saiyan in the eye, the Earthling slowly turned and removed herself from the warrior prince's line of sight.
