Chapter 9: Finally Friday Part 2
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Mature reader's only, strong language, violence
A/N: SORRY FOR THE DELAY
Would you guys like longer or shorter chapters? Did you like hearing things from Chi, 18 Marron etc points of view?
Bulma and Vegeta followed the vice principal to the principal's office in silence, Vegeta seemed calm as he strolled along with his hands behind his head, Bulma on the other hand had her gaze on the floor what if Yamcha is there? Nah he won't be, Vegeta kicked his ass good. Vegeta kept glancing at Bulma, she seemed nervous and tense, her blue eyes fixated on the floor. Well, it is her first school and her first time ever getting in trouble; I've done this countless times. They arrived outside the principal's office.
"Wait here please, I will be one moment." The vice principle walked inside, Vegeta saw Bulma start to quiver in fear and anticipation; he nudged her in the ribs gently, smirking.
"Woman, stop being stupid, what's the worst that can happen? He'll expel or suspend you, it's not like he's going to torture you." Bulma knew he was right, he generally was. She looked up into his black eyes; they were swimming with warmth and concern. She smiled at him. Oh thankyou god for such a wonderful…friend? Hmm was he a friend or more? They stood looking into eachothers eyes for ages neither flinching nor blinking. Bulma felt safe and reassured around Vegeta, yes he made her angry at times, but he had a reason to be a dick. When he wanted to be nice he was best person at it. A cough came from the side of them.
"Excuse me but the head is ready to see you two now." The vice principal held the door open for them, Vegeta nodded at Bulma and put his hand in the mid of her back guiding her. When they entered Bulma froze, Vegeta almost smacking straight into her.
"Woman! Why did you stop?! I could've flattened you! You imbecile!" Bulma was too scared to budge, a guy sat in one of 3 seats that were facing the principals desk, his back was to her but Bulmas heart knew who it was. Vegeta turned her to face him, one hand placed on either side of her face; he made her look into his eyes. Bulmas eyes looked lost and the blue pools were iced over. "You can do this." He whispered into her ear his breath tickling her. Bulma nodded slowly and followed Vegeta, who sat in the middle seat separating Bulma from Yamcha. Yamcha glared at the pair. Pfft, just look at that whore playing the 'I'm the victim help me' act. And that muscle bound hot head, I could take him any day he just had me off guard…
"Well I am sure that you all know the reason that I have summoned you, I would like to know why poor Yamcha here has a broken nose" Vegeta scoffed and the principal glared at him before continuing. "AND numerous other injuries. And how Miss Briefs was involved in all this."
Vegeta stood up fists clenched. "OH YES POOR YAMCHA! WHAT ABOUT BULMA? SHE'S THE VICTIM AND I WAS AN ALMOST INNOCENT BYSTANDER!"
"Mr Ouji, please sit down, Miss Briefs please elaborate on Mr Ouji's outburst."
"Yeah whore, spill it." Bulma glared at Yamcha.
"He um, he-"Bulma was lost for words she had never felt so pressured, she adverted her gaze down.
"Come on you filthy slut-"Yamcha was enjoying this. Watching her squirm was so satisfying.
"I AM NOT A WHORE OR A FLITHLY SLUT YOU BASTARD!" Bulma stood up red in the face.
"Oh really?!" Yamcha stood up now too. You would need a chainsaw to cut the tension that was building up in the room. Bulma stepped forward to challenged Yamcha, but Vegeta grabbed her hand she as neared. She froze in her tracks; her angered subsided as she looked into his eyes. "Clearly you're not! You two are such flirts! A jock and slut, how stereotypical!"
Vegeta had snapped dropping Bulmas hand, "THAT IS IT!" He rolled up his sleeves and narrowed his eyes at Yamcha.
"BREAK IT UP! VEGETA GO TO THAT CORNER!" The principal had stepped between the two boys and pointed Vegeta to the left had corner, "and Yamcha the diagonally opposite corner, Miss Briefs take the middle seat and I want to hear your side of the story and not a word from the two of you!" he looked at Vegeta and Yamcha who were exchanging death stares. Bulma took the middle seat and started twiddling her thumbs. She could do this. Yamcha had to pay.
"Well I was going out with Yamcha and me and Vegeta hated eachother then we became friends and Yamcha got jealous. He started threatening me and… he choked, hit and punched me on many occasions aswell as trying to force himself on me. He said that if I ever went near Vegeta again he'd kill me. Then he threatened to hurt Vegeta. Vegeta caught me in a state one lunchtime and saw the bruises on my neck, so I covered them up and stormed off, another time I kicked Yamcha after he tried to force himself on me I ran out to the sports field and got hit in the head by a football so Vegeta drove me home and he noticed the bruises on my wrists and demanded to know what happened but I wouldn't tell him so he ignored me. Then I decided to break up with him so at break I asked to talk to him outside and I told him he accused me of being a whore and pinned me against the wall hit and punched me in the stomach, I couldn't breathe until luckily Vegeta came to the rescue and got Yamcha off me. He pushed Yamchas face to the floor and told him to not touch me again. Then I found out that Yamcha was cheating on me." Bulma turned to face Vegeta who seemed deep in thought, tears started to leak from her eyes.
"Thankyou Miss Briefs you may go stand with Vegeta whilst I listen to Yamchas story." The principal felt terrible he had assumed that Yamcha having the broken nose was the victim but after hearing Bulmas story his whole point of view had changed. Bulma made her way over to Vegeta, every step towards him she felt lighter and happier, when she got to him she smiled at him. Vegeta stared at her in awe. She is so strong. He smiled at her.
"Oh get a room you two!" Yamcha rolled his eyes, he was green with envy.
"Yamcha now please your side of the story." The principal knew that this was going to probably be farfetched.
"Well as Bulma said we were going out, she started flirting with Vegeta, so I was naturally jealous, I got angry and I shouldn't have taken it out on her. Then my friend who prefers not to be named said they were all over eachother in extra English on Wednesday! So I spoke to her about it and she got stroppy and kicked me" Bulma growled he was telling lies. She could smell them. "Then she says she wants to break up with me, so I asked why and she wouldn't say so I tried a little persuasion, next thing I know my nose has gone crunch, blood everywhere, the pain was unimaginable, then that scum smashes my face to the floor and threatens to kill me if I touch her again." Yamcha finished looking bored.
"I see, return to your corner Mr Ouji your turn please." This story will prove most interesting. Vegeta walked over to the seat and with every step his heart ached to go back to Bulma.
"Well as the woman said and that buffoon, me and her hated eachother and argued like crazy. I felt bad for this so I was kind and showed her to her lessons, we got paired up a lot in classes so got talking like civil people, then out of nowhere she blanks me so I follow her during lunch and catch a hold of her noticing the bruises on her neck, she raced off and covered them in makeup. I also noticed a deterioration of her personality over the 4days as she went from fiery, happy Bulma to a sullen, scared miserable mess. Anyway. Like she said she got hit by a football I took her home and noticed bruising on her wrists I told her to tell me or lose me. She chose silence so I ignored her. That's when I noticed that she was unusually tense around that thing, and pulled away from affection and closeness related to him I heard someone say that Yamcha was cheating on Bulma and I put two and two together and went to look for them I heard them shouting and as I peeked around the corner that bastard had her pinned against a wall and punched her in the stomach, a man should never hit a woman. So I went berserk and well broke his nose. Sir you must understand. He almost destroyed her mentally, physically and emotionally, you must understand I did it for the right reasons." The principal nodded and pondered for a while, enjoying the silence.
"Right, Bulma and Vegeta, one week's detention after school every day for next week followed by a week's suspension, Yamcha you are on two weeks suspension as of now, followed by anger management and a behavioural assessment, I am seriously considering expelling you aswell as reporting you to the police."
"You can't." Bulma whispered. "By all means contact the police but my parents cannot find out about any of this. It will get too out of hand-"
"Don't worry Miss Briefs I will send a letter home issuing it as a study week or something-"
"OH SHIT! MISS BREIFS! As in capsule corporations daughter?!" Yamcha couldn't believe. He wouldn't. Vegeta smirked.
"Maybe next time you decided to beat up a girl you'll pick more wisely." Vegeta was humoured.
"Vegeta, Bulma you may leave, I have things to discuss with Yamcha." The principal nodded at the door and faced Yamcha closing the topic. Bulma and Vegeta exited the room and both sighed. Vegeta looked at Bulma, she looked like she was about to break down, he grumbled and took her into his arms holding her close to him, her head was resting on his shoulder, tears starting to fall from her eyes, she gazed up at Vegeta her eyes swimming with sadness.
"You did really well woman." He smirked as he wiped a tear from her cheek, Bulma buried her head into him trying not to sob too loudly, he rubbed her back as the smell of her blueberry shampoo filled his nose, he did care about her, he couldn't believe it, somehow she had made him care.
"I'm sorry I've made your shirt wet, just give me a second to pull together." She breathed in deeply, her eyes were puffy and her cheeks red, she ran a shaking hand through her blue hair and closed her eyes searching for strength. Vegeta stared at her, she is remarkable! One minute her water works are about to blow, the next she has sucked it all up and has a smile on her face. Is she really okay? Or is it a mask? A mask I know all too well… "We have P.E now veg-head! Want to go?" Bulma looked at her phone. "We have fifteen minutes left-"
"Nah, let's talk a slow walk to the canteen and prepare ourselves from the onslaught of the harpies!" He chuckled and Bulma tutted and shook her head.
"They may talk and moan a lot Vegeta but they're my friends. Although the thought of all that in-your-face attention is enough to send anyone claustrophobic!" Vegeta chuckled as they walked down the hall together their arms brushing. I want to hold her hand. Vegeta glanced nervously at Bulma who seemed lost in her own thoughts, he shrugged the idea off.
**Principals office…**
"Yamcha, the school is extremely worried. Not just about your abusive nature, but when the doctors did blood tests, they found traces of a drug which makes people extremely violent, but it portrays what you would be like as an alcoholic, it's very confusing. Some people become more sexual active, some happier, some depressive and in your case, aggressive. I must ask you where this came from and to issue you a two month suspension and rehabilitation-"
"You're suspending me because if that whore! And sending me to rehab! You are off your trolley old timer!" Yamcha was furious he needed a cigarette, come to think of it… Robyn had given him that weird stuff to smoke on the first day… she wouldn't? "I uh, Robyn gave it to me…" Yamcha didn't even know for definite but he was willing to put her in trouble to save his own skin. The principal called the vice principal to fetch her from P.E.
**A few minutes later…**
Robyn strolled casually into the principal's office, her skirt barely covering her arse. She looks so tasty! Yamcha had to keep himself in check. He'd have her later, she was his favourite fuck.
"Robyn I am sure you know why you are here-" The principal began.
"No actually I don't. I haven't witnessed anything-"
"WHO GAVE YOU THE DRUGS YOU GAVE TO YAMCHA?!" he raised his voice, never in his life had he met such rude students, always cutting in. Robyn's face fell. Oh shit he knows… could she do it? She had to. Robyn squeezed her eyes tight shut.
"NICOLE!" she started crying. "Nicole gave them to me to give to Yamcha. I didn't know that the effects! I swear!" Robyn was a quivering mess. The principal growled and sent for Nicole, he was sick and tired of this. Two minutes later Nicole walked in and sat down glaring at Robyn who was being comforted by Yamcha.
"Now. Nicole. Who gave you the drugs that you gave to Yamcha and why did you do it?" he was sick and tired of this mess. Bloody teenagers.
"I don't remember, I was at a party, and very drunk. I just remember being told it raises sex drive…" Nicole looked down.
"Well I'll have you know young lady it works differently on different people SOME have raised sex drives others like Yamcha end up being excessively violent and hurt people for example poor Miss Briefs who has suffered a lot physically by Yamcha and emotionally thanks to your little games. Now why did Yamcha get given them." He stared at her menacingly. He had the whole morning's interviews on CCTV and voice recording.
"I did it cause Yamcha likes sex so I thought it'd benefit him and his girls-"the principal held his hands in the air.
"Okay! Okay I get it. Right. Robyn two weeks suspension the same for you Nicole, Yamcha we have discussed it. All three of you can now leave the premises. Good day." Yamcha, Robyn and Nicole were stunned. It had been closed so suddenly. They were free. The three of them walked out the office into the cool air in the corridor and out the front doors.
"LETS PAAARTAYYY! WOOP WOOP! YES THIS IS TOO AWESOME GIRLS! How about a three-"
"HOW CAN YOU BE SO HEARTLESS! YOU BEAT UP BULMA AND GOT US SUSPENDED!" Robyn was shocked. Nicole rolled her eyes and walked off texting Launch everything that had happened.
"Oh sorry babe I smoked that shit this morning. I'll feel the low later…" Yamcha looked down. Man my head is screwed!
**The canteen at break…**
Bulma and Vegeta were seated opposite eachother as usual talking in a low hum as the doors burst open and people streamed in barely glancing their way until-
"OH MY GOSH! B! Launch got a text and told us everything! Honey!" Chi ran over and hugged her tightly. "That bastard! I cannot believe he hurt you! And I cannot believe that Nicole gave that stuff to Robyn to give to him!" ChiChi was rambling.
"Woah, woah, woah. Reverse a sec Chi. Nicole did what?!" Bulma was pissed off big time.
"Right. Okay. I thought you knew. Well. Nicole got given a drug that raises sex drive. She gave it to Yamcha. But she knew that it can make people extremely violent, happy and depressed too…"
"So Yamcha didn't mean to hurt me?" that'd explain the mood swings.
"Nope. Just reveals how'd they'd be as an alcoholic or something anyway, she knew and lied about it to the principal!"
"Bulma. I'm so sorry" a shy voice came from behind Chi, it was Launch, she was beautiful. "If I knew that she was going to do that I would've told you straight away! Grrr. They didn't tell me anything and I was there 'friend' well adios to them!" Bulma smiled at Launch, she had spirit.
"It's okay Launch I understand" The rest of the gang where at the table listening, everyone in school was staring. They all knew. Bulma stood up. "I'm hungry I'll be right back." Vegeta watched her go, making sure no one was about to go up to her and make a scene. Bulma grabbed an apple and glass of orange juice and walked back to table. She placed her items on the table and looked at Marron who was staring at her.
Marron saw she had Bulma's attention and chose this moment to pipe up. "B! Are you okay?! Where did he hit you? Do you have any bruises or cuts?!" Marron sounded excited how sick. The room had fallen silent and everyone was looking at her wanting to hear the news straight from the horse's mouth. She suddenly felt dizzy and went to grab the table for support but grabbed something warm instead. She heard her name being called and then a growl; she took a hand to her head and swayed. A hand slipped around her waist to steady her, she felt warm and tingly from the touch.
"IMBECILES! YOU'VE PUSHED FOR TO MUCH TO SOON! SHE CANT HANDLE THIS SORT OF STUFF AT THE MOMENT!" Vegeta shouted at the room full of people. She had had a mental overload. Marron muttered sorry and sat back down.
"Vegeta…" Bulma slurred "I'm fine. Honest." Her vision came back to her and she smiled. Vegeta stared into her eyes, they were still dazed.
"You seem to care an awful lot Vegeta." Tien who normally never spoke seemed green with envy.
"Well someone had to catch the woman! If I hadn't I probably would've been done for assault like the sloth." Bulma and the clique giggled. Yamcha the sloth!
"That must been your funniest line yet Vegeta!" Bulma gazed up into his midnight eyes, his face was full of concern, but only she could see it. Vegeta gazed into her clear blue eyes. She is breath taking, so innocent and angelic. Everything about her compliments something else about her like her hair compliments her eyes which compliment her skin…
**Ring Ring…**
The bell rang and someone coughed, snapping them back into reality. Everyone muttered a 'see you later' to Bulma and Vegeta before departing for their lessons. Bulma sighed and walked out Vegetas embrace, but he caught her arm gently, his gaze was intense but she didn't feel scared.
"Are… Are you really okay?" he stammered his heart pounding.
Bulma didn't know what to say, she had always been one to speak her mind, but she had never really felt not okay, she didn't want to lie. "As okay as anyone can be right now." She stared back at him with the same intensity he stared at her with and electricity crackled beneath them. Vegeta nodded and motioned for her to walk with him to lesson. "Ugh! Too advanced lessons this is really going to me in!" Bulma rubbed her temples.
"We don't have to go woman…" Vegeta trailed off. They could just leave go anywhere.
Bulma narrowed her eyes at Vegeta and placed her hands on her hips "No Vegeta I want to pass my first and last year of high school, I think I missed enough classes from being kicked out, walking out or being taken out."
A/N: Well I loved writing this chapter! Do you think it is too short to long or just right?
Stay tuned for part 3! The day is not over yet!
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