Disclaimer: Endless Tears
Chapter 14- There's No Going Back
Vegeta POV
" What do you expect me to do? Go up to him and be like, "Hey Vegeta, guess what I'm pregant! Congrats!""
"He has a right to know,"
"Mom," she sighed. " incase you haven't noticed, Vegeta isn't really father materiel, and It doesn't matter what you say, I'm not changing my mind. I'm not telling him. Eventually he'll find out when I can't hide it anymore, when he does, that's great! But for now, he doesn't need to know anything."
Vegeta isn't really father material.
I'm not telling him.
Eventually he'll find out,
When I can't hide it anymore.
He doesn't need to know anything.
I flew away as far away from this place as possible. I needed to think, I needed to go to the cliff.
So she knew, she knew all this time and she didn't want to tell me?
The day I felt him growing inside of her, I knew I had to be different, things had to be different. But now that I knew the truth, what's the worth? She doesn't even need me here.
The realization hit, she doesn't need me.
She doesn't need me.
She doesn't need me.
She doesn't need me.
I kept chanting that in my head as I returned back to the compound. I was looking for the Doctor, I knew he was the only one who could give me what I truly wanted. I didn't even knock before barging into his lab.
"I need a space pod,"
Bulma POV
"Bulma, dear," I looked up from the plate of good I was eating.
"What?" I answered with a full mouth. Gross I know, I've been so lacking in the etiquette department as of late. I felt a slight pain in my abdomen but I ignored it. It's been happening every now and then since I woke up thins morning but I don't think it's anything serious.
"Don't take this the wrong way but," she paused. I stopped eating.
"But what?"
"It's just that...well...you sort of look...really, pregnant." I didn't say anything, I just stared at her face. " I mean, it's obvious,"
"Not if I hide it,"
"Honey it's only a matter of time."
"So what do you think I should do mom?! Tell him?" I snapped.
"That is the approprite thing to do, I raised you better Bulma, you should know that,"
"This isn't something you can just go out and tell someone!"
"When I told your father I was pregnant he was more than thrilled-"
"It's not the same Mom! You and Dad were married, practically already a family! It's not like he could just leave!" Tears sprung from my eyes. "He pretty much promised you that when guys got married! But I on the other hand, I got knocked up! Vegeta doesn't have to stay here! He can pretty much leave whenever he feels like it! I don't even know if he's staying e whole Android crisis!"
"I don't think he'd do that," she said and looked at her as if she was on crack.
"Mom you don't know him,"
"I know enough to know he wouldn't do that to you,"
"Mom you don't know anything!"
"I do know he loves you,"
"How can you tell?"
"There's just something about the way he looks at you, I can't really explain it but, I do know that no other emotion could possibly compare. And besides, we would be having this conversation if he didn't. You wouldn't have been with him this long if he didn't love you."
"But I was with Yamcha,"
"But you weren't having his baby."
"I don't understand-"
"Just listen, the point is, you're just scared. Scared of something you can't prove to be accurate because you don't know. You can't just assume he would want anything to do with this baby if he doesn't even know about it yet. Just give him a chance. You love him right?"
"Yes, yes, I do, but-"
"But nothing!"
"But something Mom! What do you expect me to do? Go up to him and be like, "Hey Vegeta, guess what I'm pregant! Congrats!""
"He has a right to know," I felt that pain again, and like before, I ignored it.
"Mom," I sighed. " incase you haven't noticed, Vegeta isn't really father materiel, and It doesn't matter what you say, I'm not changing my mind. I'm not telling him. Eventually he'll find out when I can't hide it anymore, when he does, that's great! But for now, he doesn't need to know anything. And you're not going to say anything thing either."
"I can't promise anything," she walked out of the kitchen. I knew she was upset with me, which was first, my mom doesn't really get mad, about anything really. But leave it to me to piss everyone off.
Congrats Bulma, you're a real gem. Please note the sarcasm.
I went back upstairs to my room and I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror. I took off my heavy sweatshirt, a piece of clothing that seems to be really popular in my closet now. We were practically best friends now.
My mom was right, I do look pregant. I wasn't a seven month or anything but there was definately something there. An outside person would just think that I gained a lot of weight, but it's a miracle Vegeta hasn't found out yet. Since he started training again, I barely see him anymore. And if I do, it's only for like a minute or two, but not enough for him to notice any change. He practically lives in he gravity room now, we don't even sleep in the same bed anymore, it's both a blessing and a curse.
I rubbed my hand over my belly bump, I can't believe I'm going to have a baby! This feels so unreal, I'm both excited and scared at the same time. I wonder if it's a boy or girl. I haven't went to the doctor yet. I was worried that someone might see me, but think I waited too long. If anything, I think people are more likely to notice now.
I suddenly had the urge to pee, something that was ordinary for me now. I felt that pain again, but this time it felt a lot sharper. I struggled to sit down on the toilet as my abdomen felt like it was being sliced in two.
What the hell is happening?
When I was about the flush what I saw in the toilet almost gave me a heart attack. It was red, there was blood. I immediately started panicking.
My baby, what's wrong with my baby?
I ran out of the bathroom and grabbed my cell phone off the bed. Then it occurred to me, I didn't know any good obstetricians, as a matter of fact, I didn't know any obstetricians at all. I could always go to my gyno but I wanted to see a specialist, and besides, eventually I'd have to see an obstetrician anyway. Maybe Mom knows a good one.
MOM!" I screamed. "MOM!" But she didn't answer me, nor did she come. She's probably still mad at me. I grabbed my bag and emptied out everything trying to find the car keys. As soon as I spotted them I ran out the door and down the stairs. I tossed on my jacket and it was when I went for my scarf on the coat hanger did she make an appearance.
She looked mad, but when she say my tear-strickened face her whole demeanor changed.
"Bulma what's wrong? What happened?"
"I don't know! I don't know what's happening! I'm bleeding-I'm bleeding mom, I think there's something wrong with the baby! You're no suppose to-I don't think you're suppose to bleed when your pregnant! What if there's something wrong with the baby?!" I panicked.
"Okay Bulma, calm down,"
" I can't Mom, I can't! What if-" I stopped myself before I could say anything I was afraid of hearing. I tried to blink away the tears but they just kept coming.
"Just breathe okay, everything is going to be okay. Just tell me what happened," she instructed, I nodded.
" I was feeling this pain in my abdomen and then I went to pee and saw blood and started freaking out and I don't know what's happening I don't wanna lose this baby!" I cried.
"Bulma you're not going to lose the baby," she assured me, "we just need to get you to the doctor right now!"
"I don't know any obstetricians,"
"Don't worry, I know a good one,"
As sat there axiously waiting for the doctor to come back with the results, I swear to kami I've never been so scared in my life. I kept watching the door, the anticipation was eating me alive. I felt my mom grabbed my hand, I looked at her with hopeful eyes, she gave me a small smile. But that wasn't enough, my nerves were all over the place and the only thing that can calm them down is hearing that everything is going to be okay. I don't know what I'd do if I lose this baby, it means everything to be this point.
When the door creaked open I wasn't sure if I should just run out of there, or just take it like a man. She just stood there quietly and it was killing me, why the hell won't she say something?
"Is everything okay? Is my baby okay?" I blurted out, I couldn't stand the axiousness any longer.
"Well...nothing seems to be wrong. It seems that you are perfectly fine Ms. Briefs, and so is the baby,"
"Then why was I bleeding then? I thought you're suppose to get your period when you're pregnant?"
"It was just as I suspected. It's not unheard of to bleed a little during pregnancy. The bleeding may occur for a day or two, and since you're test results are clean of any infections or diseases, I think it's safe to say it's nothing serious. But did notice that your baby is pretty big for it's early stage. It would be best to schedule regular visits just to track it's updates."
"Yes of course,"
"And I'm also prescribing these special vitamins, you ought to take them though,"
"I will and thank you so much,"
"It's my job, and tell Yamcha I said congrats," My face paled. I didn't even think how this would look to other people, or Yamcha. I haven't really spoken to him since we broke up. I know I should hate him but he's been apart of a big part of my life and that's too much to lose. We might not have anything romantic together ever again, ever. But I don't want to lose our friendship.
I cleared my throat.
"That is Yamcha's baby right? Yamcha is the father right?" She pried and I was staring to feel the pressure already. Is this what it's going to be like when the press gets a load of this story?
"Susan," my mom came to the rescue, "Bulma have to get going," but I didn't need her rescuing, well, maybe not this time.
"No mom, it's okay. And no, it's not Yamcha's baby. Yamcha and I broke up a long time ago," I exaggerated the word long, I didn't want her think I cheated or something. And plus I had to be honest with her, if I was going to be seeing her for the rest of my pregnancy, I couldn't have her looking at me with judgeful eyes. " And can you please not mention this to anyone, I can't really handle the press hounding me down in my condition,"
"Everything that happens in this room is confidential, you have my word."
"Thank you."
As I stepped outside, I shivered as I felt the winter chill, I out a sigh.
"You were right mom, he does have a right to know, and I'm gonna tell him,"
"What made you change your mind?"
"When I thought I was going to lose my baby. And I thought, what if I did, how could I tell him I was hiding it from. I realized not telling him would hurt a lot more."
"Don't worry, it's all going to be okay."
"We need to talk," I walked in the gravity room. He had his back turned to me.
"So talk," he said.
"Vegeta I have something to tell you,"
"Okay,"
"I really don't know how to put it but I have to say it,"
"Woman, if this isn't important then I don't want to hear it," he snapped, and I bit my tounge on something rude I was about to say to him. If I was going to tell him the truth, I might tell him that first, then piss him off later.
"Vegeta...I'm pregnant," I finally confessed, but he just ignored me, he didn't even give the slightest reaction at all, and he still had his back turned on me. I knitted my brows together, "Vegeta didn't you hear?" He still ignored me and it was starting to piss me off. " I said I'm pregnant." I gritted my teeth.
Silence.
"I know," he said. I stared at him flabbergasted, is he being serious right now?
"You know? What the hell do you mean by, "I know,"" I raised my voice.
He stopped what he was doing and peered over his very injured and white-bandaged shoulder, " Exactly what it sounds like," he said in a monotone.
I looked at all the supplies and boxes that were suppose to capsulized, he was actually leaving.
I clenched my fits, "So you were just going to leave? Just like that?" I could feel myself on the brick of tears but my anger over powered it. "Abandoning you're child already Vegeta? Classic. Some freaking father you are! I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree." I bit out and with in a second he had me pinned against the wall with my hands above my head.
"You better watch what you say to me woman," he lashed, " If it wasn't for the fact that you are carrying my child I swear to Kami I would have blown you to pieces for what you just said to me," he growled. Usually I'd never take Vegeta's threats seriously but I swear that one actually gave me a little chill.
But as always, me being Bulma, I just don't know when to keep my mouth shut.
"Then go on ahead buddy! I'm not afraid of you Vegeta," I barked at his face and damn I've been pushing my luck all day. Maybe he'd kill me this time, regardless if I'm with child.
His nostrils flared and I could see all the veins popping on his temples. I felt his hands tightening on my wrists but I ignored the slight pain and glared him dead in the eye.
"Vegeta let me go," I firmly said and reluctantly he finally let go. As I was about to walked away I felt the pain in my abdomen. These contractions were a killer. I gripped on to Vegeta's shoulders and moaned in pain. When I looked back at Vegeta, he actually looked worried for a second but as soon he realized what was happening his worry as replaced with a blank expression. "Don't worry, it was only a contraction. It only hurts like a lot, thanks for asking by the way!" I said sarcastically, I just couldn't let this whole thing go. "Aren't you the world most caring baby daddy!" I sneered.
"Don't give me that bullshit," he fired back. "It's not like you wanted to tell me anyway!"
I was quiet, I had absolutely nothing to say. What could I possibly say to that?
"Yeah that's right! I heard you! So stop acting like I didn't have a right to leave." He walked away from me. "You said it so yourself, I'm not "father material." You obviously want to raise this child on your own so by all means do it then! I don't care, but once you compare me to my father, I'm never letting something like that slide. So get one thing straight woman, my father gave me up because he was too much of a bitch to stand up to Frieza, but me?" He laughed humorously, "you didn't even give me a chance,"
When he put it like that, it's kind of hard not to feel like shit.
"So don't try to turn this all on me! You're the one who kept me in the dark!" He seethed.
Guilty.
Guilty.
Guilty.
"Vegeta-"
"Get out."
"Vegeta-"
"I don't care anymore! I don't belong here Bulma, I never did," "And I'm not staying."
"Vegeta please-"
"I said to fucking leave Bulma!" He roared. "Get out!" I stared at him in that moment. He looked so hurt and angry.
He was gonna stay. He actually wanted to stay, but I screwd things up. I fucked things up for the both of us.
"Okay," I choked out. As I walked away I heard him sigh heavily.
"I wish things didn't have to be this way," I stopped at the doorframe, I turned to look at him, and this time he didn't have his back turned. "I understand why you didn't want to tell me, I get it. And does it hurt? Fuck yeah! But, this type of living, this lifestyle, it's not me Bulma...so I guess it was better if I didn't know nor hear what I heard what I did in the first place. I could never be what you want me to be."
"You said you knew, how?"
"I felt him, his power level, I can feel him growing inside of you,"
"How long have you known?" I was actually scared to know the answer.
"A while," I nodded accepting that answer knowing it was the only one I was going to get form him.
"And you're still leaving?" I asked, but he didn't give me an answer, and I don't think I was ever going to get one.
I left, but I didn't go back inside, I went somewhere else. I know I said I wouldn't bother her with my troubles but she's the only one I can talk to right now and I don't feel like talking to Tyler, he would only give me the "I told you so speech." And ChiChi won't? Well if anything ChiChi is more on board with this whole Vegeta train than Tyler will ever be, and that's saying a lot.
I axiously banged on her door, the doorbell wasn't going to cut it in the crisis I was having.
"Damn, hold your horse I'm coming!" I heard her yell through the door. As soon as she open the door I walked right in not waiting to be invited to come in. She slammed the door. "By the way, thanks for returning my calls! I wasn't worried about you or anything, it was totally normal for someone to call you at two in the morning then abruptly hang up!" My mind went back to that night when I was completely unstable. "But I'm glad to see you're doing just swell!"
"ChiChi I'm so sorry I meant to call you back but things-"
"have been crazy lately? Yeah, I've heard that one before!"
"I'm not lying! I just didn't want to bother you." I admitted.
"Really Bulma? Since when do you care about if you're bothering someone or not? And besides what else could I possibly be doing? I'm a housewife! I think that pretty much limits my access for activities outside of the house! All I do is sit here all day! All day!"
" I just felt like the only time I call you is when is to talk or gossip."
"So? At least were talking right? And you're Bulma Briefs, it's only natural if your life is full of drama."
"Too much for me to handle ChiChi," I shook my head, I ran my hand through my hair, "it's too much now!" I stared at her with tear filled eyes.
"Bulma what's going on? Is everything okay-"
"I'm pregnant...ChiChi," she stared at me shocked for a while.
"Bulma-"
"Could we have so tea? Please?"
"Sure thing, I already had some water on, it will be just a sec" she disappeared into the kitchen. I Unzipped my heavy winter coat and hung it on the coat rack, for once I was glad I left it in my car.
When I turned back around ChiChi already and a tray with two cups of tea. She gasped and stared at me wide eyed.
"Oh my gosh...you're showing. When you said you were pregnant you weren't joking around." She placed the tray down on the coffee table and motioned me to come sit down.
I placed the warm beverage to my lips and took a long sip and swallowed hard. It burned my throat a little but I felt somewhat better after.
"So how far along are you?" She asked. "If you don't mind me asking that is," she quickly added.
" It's okay ChiChi, I'm actually glad you asked," I laughed. "And to answer your question, I'm four months along,"
"Wow, you look..."
"Bigger? I know. I think it has to do with the fact that this isn't any normal baby,"
"You should have seen me when I was pregnant with Gohan! I was bigger than a whale!"
"Really?"
"Yes! You are going to get bigger Bulma! You'll see, in a few more weeks when the baby develops more, you'll be swallowing more food than you can even chew! Even pre-birth these Saiyans are savages!" She rolled her eyes.
"Which brings us to the topic at hand," I raised the mug to my lips. "Vegeta,"
"Did you tell him?"
"Yeah," I pressed my lips together and averted my eyes.
"And...? What happened?"
"He's leaving,"
"Are you serious? Is he that much of an asshole?"
"Normally if it wasn't under the circumstances, I would have agreed with you," I took another sip,
"What the hell do you mean?"
"I was kinda keeping the baby a secret from him,"
"Bulma no," she shook her head, "you can't do that, it's just, so wrong,"
"I know, and it gets worst."
"Really? What could be worst than that?"
"He actually knew long before I did, and he was going to stay..." I paused.
"But?"
"But, he kinda over heard me telling my mom that he's not really father material and that I didn't need to tell him anything..." I chewed on my lips anxiously, I never actually thought I'd end up a single mother. Never.
"So basically you said you didn't need him?"
" Hey, I never said that!" I defended.
"That's what it sounds like though!"
"I didn't mean it though! I was just scared! I didn't know what to do! I didn't know how to tell him!"
"Did you at least tell him that?"
"At this point, it doesn't even matter what I say, he's probably gonna be gone by the time I get back."
"You see, I think that's what your problem is,"
"What are you talking about?"
"Bulma I may not like Vegeta and I don't even know why I'm supporting this, but damn at least give the guy a chance! You're making too much assumptions, that's what got you in this mess in the first place right? You're the one who's in love with the crazy phycopath, have a little faith in him!" I let her words sink in, and let me tell you, they sunk pretty deep. She's right. I've been making too many assumptions. " Who knows, maybe when you get back he'll still be there," she offered me a small smile before putting her cup to her mouth.
"Yeah,...maybe..." I mumbled into my cup. She looked at me and frowned.
"Oh come one Bulma, don't look so melancholy," she said and I stared down at my cup trying to avoid eye contact. I wasn't in the mood to drink tea anymore, it already went cold and no one likes a cold tea.
"I just don't want to be alone Chi," I looked at her with watery eyes, I was trying to keep the water works to a minimum but I couldn't controlled them anymore "I can't do this by myself. Sure I have my parents but they don't know the first thing about raising a Saiyan child and I really have no Idea what to do or what I'm going to do! I don't even know the first thing about being a mother! I-I...I just feel so lost already...and scared...and alone...and scared..." I sobbed. She pulled me in a tight hug. "I don't want to be alone ChiChi." I sobbed. "I don't want him to leave me by myself,"
"You're not going to be by yourself. You have me, I'll help you. Did you forget I gave birth to a Saiyan?"
"Chi, I couldn't possibly ask you to do that. And I don't even know if I can do this,"
"You'll be fine, I promise. You just have to be strong,"
"That's the thing ChiChi, I might be tough but I'm not as strong as you! When I reach a certain point of tolerance, that's just it, I just lose it! I Can't hold everything, I can't pretend like I'm okay and everything's okay!"
"But you have to. It's not something you adapt to or learn, it comes naturally. And just so you know, you're a lot stronger than I am. After all the crap the you've been through, I'm surprised you still have your sanity." I actually chuckled at that.
"Trust me, it's all in a days work."
When I got back home, I saw that the gravity room was gone.
"So he really did leave," I whispered. I felt like crashing to my knees and crying but then I remembered what ChiChi said, I need to be strong. I sucked it up and it was really hard, but not impossible.
I walked into the kitchen and I saw a note my mother left, she said dinner was in the fridge but I wasn't hungry. After a whole day of crying I think I'm just about ready to call it a night.
As I approached my room, I saw that my lights were on. I pushed my door open and walked in to see Vegeta was sitting on my bed.
He looked at me. I wasn't sure what to say so I just stood there in the middle of the room. I don't know when it happened but I soon found myself standing right in front of him, but I didn't say a word.
"You know, after you left, I tried to give myself a million reasons to leave, but then I realized, all I need was one to stay..."
"Vegeta what I said-"
"Bulma,-"
"No, I need to say this. What you overheard me telling my mom, I didn't mean any of it. I was just really scared and I didn't know how to tell you or how you'd react? I was scared you were going to leave me. I need you Vegeta."
"When I swore to you I'd always protect you, I swore to you both. And I always keep my word."
A/N: Heyyyy y'alllllll I'm officially back! Which means more updates! I saw you guys' reviews( just so you know I'm grinning from ear to ear)! So this chapter, let me know what you think, it kind of took a while to write. After all that test taking my brain was fried! I had writer's block :( But I think this chapter came together well, let me know what you think, leave reviews! Until next time, cheers!
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