Can You Feel My Heart: Chapter 14-Elevated
Shaking your head doesn't change this, preparing myself for a train wreck I can't be saved
She is stressed about our wedding. Hmm…I remember I did ask her if she needed me to assist her and she refused to let me. I would have to say it is both our faults in a way. I shouldn't have given up so quickly and she should have asked for help. The question I want to know is, how long has Trunks known this?"
I took a sip of my de café and placed it back on the table, "So, Trunks if you don't mind me asking, how long did you know this?" I asked slightly nervous. Yeah, I know I have the right to know, but I'm just hoping that it wasn't an extended time limit because her case could be getting worse now since Christmas is coming up.
He sighed heavily and looked out the window, "Goten, I have known this for at least a couple of months."
"Months?!" I repeated. Why would she keep this from me? And the main question I want to know, why would she tell my best friend? She can trust me, I hope she knows that. Ugh, it feels as if I don't even know her anymore.
Trunks nodded his head yes slowly as he sighed heavily once more. It was silent for a while since I didn't know what to say and Trunks didn't want to talk about it anymore. I took another sip of my coffee. I came here because I wanted to talk with my best friend and damn it, that is what I'm going to do.
I cleared my throat and placed my beverage back on the table, "Trunks enough about me." I mumbled as he raised his left eyebrow at me. "It has been all about me with the wedding, bachelor party, therapy. I want to know what is happening with your life. How's little Michaela doing?"
A grin formed on Trunks' face. I feel as if he wanted someone to ask him that question. I understand that he is the president of capsule corp and he doesn't have free time, but he makes time for priorities in life which he told me was his family. Before he spoke he grabbed his drink took a quick sip.
"I feel as if I'm not in Michaela life too much, since profits has been down at work it is seems as if I live there." He sounded depressed, maybe he needed to get some therapy too, or maybe he should ask his little sister to help him out.
"Why can't Bulla help you out?" I asked curious.
He shrugged his shoulders in annoyance. I knew he was spoiled when he was growing up, but Bulla was worse. She never worked one day in her life and she became a nuisance to Trunks when she asked for money. "She states she is busy and doesn't want to work for a living and wants everything handed it down to her."
Trunks was livid. I knew he was close to his sister, but this was making a huge turn. When Trunks moved out and started live out in the pent house building we both live in currently he felt free. I recall all the times he told me he hated being in the household since his mother and sister fought all the time. Shortly after Bulla turned nineteen, which was two years ago, she moved into the eleventh floor.
He sighed once more, "She needs more discipline because I have never seen a child so spoiled before." He shook his head in disbelief, but it was the truth and he couldn't ignore it no matter how many times he pinched himself trying to wake up from an unwanted dream. As hard as it, this is reality.
"Maybe I could to talk to her about it because Trunks you need to be there for Michaela." I added.
He nodded his head and agreed with me, "I know that Goten." Trunks said as he grabbed a pouch of sweet n low and poured it into his coffee. I guess he needed a little more sugar. "I don't know if she will, she is as intelligent as mother and I." Trunks mumbled as he grabbed a spoon to mix his newly ingredient into his coffee. "I don't know what to do."
"I'll talk to Bulla." I suggested, "Trunks I know how much your daughter and wife mean to you. You don't need to be this stressed around the holiday season. This is the time to be happy." I maybe overdoing it a little bit, but Trunks did chuckle a little bit.
"Thanks, 'Ten I guess we both needed this talk overall." I nodded my head agreeing with him. "So, how are you and your family doing?" He asked curious.
I shrugged my shoulders and sighed heavily because I don't enjoy talking about my family since I'm not close to them anymore. "I don't know, but Trunks I'm going to therapy with them soon." He seemed surprised by this. I guess he remembers my whole speech I said from when I was eighteen. Once again I was young and stupid.
He took a sip of his mocha latte and placed it back down on the table, "Is it going to be awkward?" He asked.
I shook my head yes as I looked out the window, "I repent leaving them like that. Yeah, I understand I had a full ride to college I should have visited them." He nodded his understanding where I was coming from. I knew he had problems with his family, but it wasn't like me. His mother was crazy, but mine was overprotective and crazy.
Trunks looked down at his watch and signed, "We should probably get going, I have a long day at work tomorrow."
"Yeah, you aren't alone." I drank the last bit of my de café coffee and threw away my cup. Trunks went back to counter to order a chocolate chip muffin for Marron. He knew how much she wanted one. I know she wants to get rid of the baby weight, but she has her cheat day once every two weeks. "Ready?" I questioned.
He nodded his head and I followed him out to his car. He unlocked it and we both hopped him. "Thanks, Goten, I guess I really needed to let some steam out. I appreciate it." I smiled at him. "We both have been so busy, we haven't seen each other outside of work anymore."
"Since it is less awkward between Marron and I, maybe once a week we should have dinner again."
"Yeah, I would like that idea." I added. We actually did this before Trunks and Marron had their daughter. Every weekend we would go over to each other's houses and have a mini dinner party. I enjoyed it because we got to stay in touch and none of us were worried about work at the moment. It was until Marron was about seven months pregnant when it became difficult to do normal task for her, so we stopped doing them.
Trunks started up the car and turned right onto the street back to our complex. Besides all the nonsense, my life isn't as bad, I'm enjoying it. Releasing everything that I had built up in the little bottle has been great.
"Hey, are you busy next Friday?" I asked slightly nervous as I opened the car door.
Trunks shrugged, I knew it was still too early to ask if he didn't have work, I wanted him to come to my therapy session with me. "I think I have board meetings all day that my mother is making me attend. Why are you asking?"
"My therapist wants me to bring a close friend with me." I explained as he nodded his head. "You and I haven't had time to spend with each other."
"Yeah, I haven't been able to spend much time together with anyone, but don't worry since it is holiday season I'll be able to spend more time with my family." Trunks explained as I slightly smiled at him. "Marron might want to come with you."
I nodded my head with his idea that he gave me. "Yeah, that isn't a bad idea, I'll do that. She probably wouldn't mind coming anyway." It was great that I was finally able to spend time with my best friend since childhood. To me, it seemed as if we were growing apart even though we lived in the same building and worked at the same place.
Trunks seemed as if he changed dramatically. It seemed as he has matured the most out of all of us. I think Michaela changed him for the better. Before he would sometimes smoke and drink a lot more. I feel that Marron made him get rid of these habits and I'm glad she did. It seems that he has been reborn.
The both of us finally decided to go inside of the complex. Trunks locked the door to his car and we made our way to the entrance. It was silent since we had talked about our problems and he had received a call from work. He hit the up button and we both waited for the elevator to come to us.
"No way! That's great. Yeah, I'm with him, of course I'll spread the good news to him." Trunks muttered. I wish I knew what the other person was saying because he sounds ecstatic. Maybe he got some days off. He hung up from his phone conversation and the elevator had dinged.
"Who was that?" I asked as we stepped into the elevator.
"That was work and I heard the pillow laptop has been doing amazing and profits have risen!" Trunks exclaimed. Honestly this was great, I knew this idea was going to work and it did. Bulma doesn't need to stress about the money being low and that means certain employees get more days off.
Trunks couldn't get the smile off of his face and I would not blame him at all. We both deserved something like this happened to us.
"I knew this was going to happen." I muttered as I leaned against the back of the elevator. "You deserves this more than anyone of us, Trunks."
"Thanks, 'Ten, it is great to hear you say that." I had a slight grin on my face because it was the truth. The elevator dinged and we both came out. "I'm going to pick up Marron. I know she could walk home by herself, I just don't see her that much anymore."
I nodded my head as I understood what he said, "Yeah, don't sweat about it because I would have done the same." The both of us walked over to my apartment and I opened the door. "I'm glad that we were able to do this."
Trunks slightly grinned, "Yeah, this was a great idea. We should do this at least once a month."
"Sounds like a plan." I added as I closed the front door. "Paris, Marron, we are back." We could hear a few giggles and footsteps coming our way.
Seeing Paris smile was amazing because it didn't seem as if she had a problem. It seemed as she was just as happy as she used to be. "Mar, great talk, I should visit you instead of you visiting me."
I watched Marron shrug her shoulders as she pushed the stroller closer to Trunks. "Yeah, I'll give you a heads up, our pent house isn't the cleanest."
"It doesn't matter to me." Paris muttered before Marron planted a small kiss on Trunks' cheek. "We should get going, I get back to work tomorrow and Pan gets to babysit Michaela for the first time. Let's go clean the house Trunks."
I smiled at her as I walked the two of them out. I gave Marron a hug since she does this amazing favor for me and I couldn't possibly be able to thank her enough for it. Trunks and I gave each other a slight head nod. This right here reminds me of our middle school days when they would go their separate ways home.
Trunks smiled at Marron before her grasped her petite hand and walked over towards the elevator to go up to their floor. I couldn't help, but smile at the two of them. I walked back into the house, closed and locked the door.
"Goten, how have you been?" Paris mumbled as she walked over towards me. "It seems as I'm strangers with the love of my life." She added as she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
I would have to agree with her that we have been keeping some secrets from each other. Some are for the better and some are for the worst, but I promise to Dende I will not keep a secret from her when we are married.
I nodded my head to agree with her, "Yeah, I miss you." I mumbled before I gave her a kiss on the lips. I missed this. All of this. After I found out that she had a little problem with alcohol I refused to kiss her lips. Now, it feels as if it was our first kiss from when we were fourteen almost ten years ago.
She smiled bright at which caused me to smile bright, "Come on, let's get to bed Goten." She slightly winked at me. I understood what she meant and I followed her into the bedroom.
11:00 A.M. The Next Day
"What do you mean we are losing money?" I shouted into the phone. Capsule Corporation had more company's outside of Japan. I was talking to the company located in Mexico. Alicia was bilingual, but the only problem I had that I wasn't as fluent in Spanish that she assumed that I am. "Alicia, I told you needed to sell the product out before December 9th not after December 25th!" I hollered into the phone.
"Well, Goten, how was I supposed to know. Goten es muy estupido." She snickered into the phone.
I grunted and tried to calm myself down, "Do not call me stupid. Just get the product out in a next couple of days or you will be fired."
"I'll be talking to Bulma, Mr. Son!" She retorted into the phone.
"She is going to tell you the same thing!" That was the last thing that I was able to say before I heard the line disconnect. "Hello? Alicia?" I was livid since she never understood us and called us stupid all the time. I hung up the phone and sighed.
The company in Mexico annoyed me sometimes. I don't know why it is probably because they don't appreciate that we patronize them. Yes, I know being patronized as in adult is unfair, but sometimes they are dumb as a doorknob. Just recently they placed Alicia on accountant job. I don't mind her, but she isn't my favorite to talk too.
There was a light knock on the door and got up assuming it was Mel. I opened up the door and it was her. "Hi, Mel." I mumbled when I noticed she rolled her eyes at me. She never liked me and I never understood why she didn't like me.
"You might need to make a call to the Canadian Company." She hissed as she handed me another set a files.
"What's the problem?" I asked as I started to scan through each of the graphs.
She shrugged her shoulders, "Bulma didn't really say I believe she wanted you to review their profits." I nodded my head.
"Thanks, Mel." She then nodded her head and exited. I closed the door and tossed the file folder on top of the desk. I walked over and sat down in my chair. I sighed heavily. Dustin and I were probably going to have to talk almost every country that owns a capsule corp. Ugh….this has been one tired, long month.
I needed to let some of my steam off, so I knew one person I could talk to even if they are at work. Marron Lazuli Briefs. I dialed on her work number on the telephone in my office and I heard it ring. She picked it up on the second ring.
"It's Marron." She mumbled through the phone. She works a photography place in Downtown West City. She usually takes pictures at weddings and almost any special event you can think of. I'm assuming that she is on her lunch break which was even better.
"Marron, I need you to do me a favor." I said into the phone.
"Which is?" She asked slightly curious.
I cleared my throat before I continued to talk, "Ms. McFly, my therapists wants me to bring a close friend to my therapy session next Friday around 5:30."
She giggled through the phone. I wish Trunks, but we both never know how much work he is going to have by the next week. "Sure, I would love to go, Pan can watch Michaela, I think it will be all good."
I smiled, "Thanks, Mar."
"Anytime." That was the last thing I heard she say before we both hung up the phone. I would have to say yesterday was pretty amazing. Marron is helping me out with Paris' problem. I had a catch up conversation with Trunks and I had a great time with my lady before bed, if you know what I mean.
If life can stay like this for a little bit longer, I think I won't lose my mind anytime soon.
A/N: THE WAIT IS FINALLY OVER! I'm truly, dearly, sorry for how long it took me to get this chapter out. Mainly I had a lot more homework than I thought. With my two honors classes and my AP class, I have no life after school. I did want this part out before my homecoming which is this Saturday. So, high five to me. Besides all of that what did you think of this chapter? Leave a review! And also, important note, if you guys want a sequel please let me know. I have stated I was thinking about it. I have an outline all set out, but as the audience I want your opinion.
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