My pain
The kitchen stood dark and bare, the only light visible being from the hazy moonlight filtering through the window. She stood there, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't sleep again. The voices ran through her head constantly, their harsh words cutting into her soul. She came here for comfort, her only comfort in this world being the cause of her pain. The vicious circle never stopping on its downward spiral. Deep down she knew she shouldn't even be there, she should have been tucked up in bed asleep along time ago. But she needed comfort. She reached the freezer and opened it quietly, reaching in for the large bucket of cookie dough ice cream. The ice cold was soothing, and it tasted so good. She grabbed a spoon and headed back to her room. The ice cream was slightly melting when she finally got to it, she smiled thinking how ironic that was. It was kinda like her, slowly deteriorating without anybody noticing. She ate her way through it mechanically till there was none left. She wiped her mouth with a tissue from the box beside her bed. Looking down at the empty box she scolded herself. The others were right, she was a fat pig. The tears began to fall swiftly down her face but she made no effort to dry them "I'm a fat useless pig." She hid the empty box beneath her bed with all of the rest of the packaging from her midnight snacks before climbing in to her bed for a tearful sleep once again. Her last thoughts being of the dread the next day would bring, but she couldn't make it go away. It wouldn't go away.
Trunks gazed up at Bra as she walked down the stairs that morning "hey Bra sleep well?" Bra smiled happily at him but inside she was breaking "like a baby" She replied to her brother, lying through her teeth. She had always been a good actress, acting all happy and bouncy when all she wanted to do was scream the house down. It was like living in a dream, nothing was real and in the end she was always alone. No one cared for her. She may as well be dead… that was the second time that thought had came to her but she pushed it to the back of her mind like everything else. Trunks watched her as she ate 3 bowls of coco pops "You sure have developed an appetite recently Bra." Trunks watched as she smiled at him "just hungry" Trunks sighed, he had noticed that she was getting a bit fat these days. She used to be so nice looking, not too thin and now she just wore baggy jumpers and jeans to school. They made her sudden weight gain more obvious to everyone. Maybe he should say something, it might help her slow down a bit with the appetite "Er…Bra, I've noticed that you're getting a bit big these day's." Bra gazed up at her brother, her insides shattering "Big?" Trunks sighed "You could do with losing a bit of weight." Bra's head throbbed with pain, her own brother was calling her fat. It didn't help that Vegeta always put her down too. Her own family were calling her fat, that was just what she needed right now. She stood up quietly "I'm going to school now." And she ran out of the door before Trunks could say anything. Once out of sight she let the tears fall, everyone thought she was fat now. She may as well embrace that fact that she was and always will be.
The harsh corridors of school were filled with busy teenagers as Bra walked down it alone. She could hear her name being said by someone but she didn't bother to look. Sniggering followed it, the harsh laughter destroying her silently. She stopped off at her locker to get her books when she heard a terrifying familiar voice from behind her "Well, well if it isn't fatty! I'm surprised you could shift that ugly fat ass of yours here." Bra knew who was there but she stayed focused on her locker, never moving as the bullies laughed and tormented her. When it started out it was snide little comments, which annoyed her, so she told the principal about them. His only words of wisdom being "Ignore them and they'll go away" but their words stayed with her. They would never go away. Then they caught up with her that same day to beat her up 'cos they got pulled into the principals office. When she returned home that night with a black eye her very own father yelled at her "You're weak brat, you're a weak pathetic and ugly excuse for a sajain. I'm ashamed to call you one of my own." That night was the first she sought her comfort food. Now she was here absorbing the abuse thrown at her and bitterly digesting it. They were all right. She felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and she was forced to face them, backed into her locker with no way out as the bullies laughed at her fear "OH, are you scared of me? Poor little boobems is scared. Well you should be." Suddenly he spat in her face and walked off obviously enjoying the torture he implied on her. Bra lent back against the wall, fighting to hide her tears. Everyone was looking at her like the freak she was. Bra couldn't stand it anymore. She ran into the nearest bathroom and threw up. When she emerged the corridors were empty, like her. Bare and cold. She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't live the hell that was her life. She walked out of her school into the pouring rain.
No one was home as Bra trudged in dripping wet and cold. Good she thought as she dropped her bag into the corner of the kitchen. She needed to be alone right now. She walked upstairs to her bathroom slowly, each step seaming like a mountain to her. Placing her wet hair behind her ears he looked though the medicine cabinet till she found what she wanted.
Pan walked out of her lesson fuelled with worry for her best friend. Bra had just missed her lesson and she had never missed school in all of her life. She walked up to the pay phones and dialled the number for the Capsule corps, only to find that it was engaged. She hung up and thought hard before dialling the number for Trunks cell phone. She sighed with relief as she heard Trunks voice answer "Hello?" "hey, it's Pan here. Have you seen Bra today?"
"She's supposed to be at school, why?" his voice showed a hint of confusion and worry for his sister.
"She's just missed our lesson. Apparently Bradley Jones had a go at her at break."
"Who's Bradley Jones?" Trunks asked, his thoughts being of what reasons would Bra have to miss school.
"The school bully, he thinks he's so cool." Trunks sighed, if she was upset she would be at home.
"Pan, don't worry about her. I'll go with Goten to check at home okay. I'll phone you back after school to tell you what's up okay." Pan smiled, Trunks was on it so she shouldn't be worried now. "Thanks, bye Trunks."
"see ya later Pan."
Goten glanced over at his friend as they pulled up at Trunks home "So, what you're saying is that Bra's disappeared and we have to look for her." Trunks nodded at his friend "you check upstairs and I'll check down. Call me if you find her." Goten smiled and walked up to the first floor of the Capsule corps building. He walked up to Bra's bedroom and knocked gently at her door "Bra? You in?" he opened the door when he got no reply to be faced with something he'd never thought he would see in his lifetime. "TRUNKS!!!!!" he shouted as he ran beside her limp form on the bed. On her desk was a letter and the empty bottle of pills. Goten checked for a pulse, as Trunks appeared in the doorway "Oh Dende, is she dead?" Goten smiled as he felt the faint throb of life run through her "No, but we've got to get her to a hospital now!" he picked her up in both his arms as Trunks opened the window, Goten flew out before him as Trunks grabbed the letter and bottle.
Bulma and Vegeta ran into the hallway to see Trunks and Goten. Her face was transported with panic and worry for her little girl and Vegeta's face seamed emotionless. "What happened Trunks?" Bulma said as she was handed the note. She scanned over it, tears visible in her eyes before handing it silently to Vegeta. He read it slowly, taking in the written words silently. The note had simply one sentence. I'll make their pain and words end. Bulma looked across at him "it's a suicide note. She tried to commit suicide." Bulma broke down in her husband's arms. Trunks gazed over at the double doors "I think they're pumping her stomach or something, they told us we were just on time. If we hadn't found her…" he trailed off. She seamed so happy this morning, was it all a act? How long had it been going on for anyway?" Bulma sniffed as she calmed down slightly "Why?" Goten growled surprising Vegeta with his aggression as he replied "Bradley Jones!" he paused as he stood up from his seat beside Trunks "The shit's been harassing her at school." Suddenly the door opened and a doctor came out and looked at the faces of Bra's family "She's going to be fine now, but she needs a lot of rest. You can go in and see her if you want." Everyone walked in to find her hooked up to millions of wires and tubes lying weakly on the hospital bed. Vegeta had never seen her look so fragile in all his life. He was harsh he admitted but he only did it to make his children tougher. Bra looked defeated to him. She had lost her spark, it was gone and in its place was defeat, the loss of all hope cast in her dull blue bloodshot eyes. She faced them, her features grim and whispered "Why didn't you just let me die." Bulma emotionally took her hand "why didn't you tell us something was wrong?" Bra shifted over so her back faced them "I want to be alone." She blocked them out as she sobbed her eyes stinging from her pain. It took everything out of her just to cry. The others never left her side, feeling ashamed that they were unable to help her.
The kitchen stood dark and bare, the only light visible being from the hazy moonlight filtering through the window. She stood there, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't sleep again. The voices ran through her head constantly, their harsh words cutting into her soul. She came here for comfort, her only comfort in this world being the cause of her pain. The vicious circle never stopping on its downward spiral. Deep down she knew she shouldn't even be there, she should have been tucked up in bed asleep along time ago. But she needed comfort. She reached the freezer and opened it quietly, reaching in for the large bucket of cookie dough ice cream. The ice cold was soothing, and it tasted so good. She grabbed a spoon and headed back to her room. The ice cream was slightly melting when she finally got to it, she smiled thinking how ironic that was. It was kinda like her, slowly deteriorating without anybody noticing. She ate her way through it mechanically till there was none left. She wiped her mouth with a tissue from the box beside her bed. Looking down at the empty box she scolded herself. The others were right, she was a fat pig. The tears began to fall swiftly down her face but she made no effort to dry them "I'm a fat useless pig." She hid the empty box beneath her bed with all of the rest of the packaging from her midnight snacks before climbing in to her bed for a tearful sleep once again. Her last thoughts being of the dread the next day would bring, but she couldn't make it go away. It wouldn't go away.
Trunks gazed up at Bra as she walked down the stairs that morning "hey Bra sleep well?" Bra smiled happily at him but inside she was breaking "like a baby" She replied to her brother, lying through her teeth. She had always been a good actress, acting all happy and bouncy when all she wanted to do was scream the house down. It was like living in a dream, nothing was real and in the end she was always alone. No one cared for her. She may as well be dead… that was the second time that thought had came to her but she pushed it to the back of her mind like everything else. Trunks watched her as she ate 3 bowls of coco pops "You sure have developed an appetite recently Bra." Trunks watched as she smiled at him "just hungry" Trunks sighed, he had noticed that she was getting a bit fat these days. She used to be so nice looking, not too thin and now she just wore baggy jumpers and jeans to school. They made her sudden weight gain more obvious to everyone. Maybe he should say something, it might help her slow down a bit with the appetite "Er…Bra, I've noticed that you're getting a bit big these day's." Bra gazed up at her brother, her insides shattering "Big?" Trunks sighed "You could do with losing a bit of weight." Bra's head throbbed with pain, her own brother was calling her fat. It didn't help that Vegeta always put her down too. Her own family were calling her fat, that was just what she needed right now. She stood up quietly "I'm going to school now." And she ran out of the door before Trunks could say anything. Once out of sight she let the tears fall, everyone thought she was fat now. She may as well embrace that fact that she was and always will be.
The harsh corridors of school were filled with busy teenagers as Bra walked down it alone. She could hear her name being said by someone but she didn't bother to look. Sniggering followed it, the harsh laughter destroying her silently. She stopped off at her locker to get her books when she heard a terrifying familiar voice from behind her "Well, well if it isn't fatty! I'm surprised you could shift that ugly fat ass of yours here." Bra knew who was there but she stayed focused on her locker, never moving as the bullies laughed and tormented her. When it started out it was snide little comments, which annoyed her, so she told the principal about them. His only words of wisdom being "Ignore them and they'll go away" but their words stayed with her. They would never go away. Then they caught up with her that same day to beat her up 'cos they got pulled into the principals office. When she returned home that night with a black eye her very own father yelled at her "You're weak brat, you're a weak pathetic and ugly excuse for a sajain. I'm ashamed to call you one of my own." That night was the first she sought her comfort food. Now she was here absorbing the abuse thrown at her and bitterly digesting it. They were all right. She felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and she was forced to face them, backed into her locker with no way out as the bullies laughed at her fear "OH, are you scared of me? Poor little boobems is scared. Well you should be." Suddenly he spat in her face and walked off obviously enjoying the torture he implied on her. Bra lent back against the wall, fighting to hide her tears. Everyone was looking at her like the freak she was. Bra couldn't stand it anymore. She ran into the nearest bathroom and threw up. When she emerged the corridors were empty, like her. Bare and cold. She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't live the hell that was her life. She walked out of her school into the pouring rain.
No one was home as Bra trudged in dripping wet and cold. Good she thought as she dropped her bag into the corner of the kitchen. She needed to be alone right now. She walked upstairs to her bathroom slowly, each step seaming like a mountain to her. Placing her wet hair behind her ears he looked though the medicine cabinet till she found what she wanted.
Pan walked out of her lesson fuelled with worry for her best friend. Bra had just missed her lesson and she had never missed school in all of her life. She walked up to the pay phones and dialled the number for the Capsule corps, only to find that it was engaged. She hung up and thought hard before dialling the number for Trunks cell phone. She sighed with relief as she heard Trunks voice answer "Hello?" "hey, it's Pan here. Have you seen Bra today?"
"She's supposed to be at school, why?" his voice showed a hint of confusion and worry for his sister.
"She's just missed our lesson. Apparently Bradley Jones had a go at her at break."
"Who's Bradley Jones?" Trunks asked, his thoughts being of what reasons would Bra have to miss school.
"The school bully, he thinks he's so cool." Trunks sighed, if she was upset she would be at home.
"Pan, don't worry about her. I'll go with Goten to check at home okay. I'll phone you back after school to tell you what's up okay." Pan smiled, Trunks was on it so she shouldn't be worried now. "Thanks, bye Trunks."
"see ya later Pan."
Goten glanced over at his friend as they pulled up at Trunks home "So, what you're saying is that Bra's disappeared and we have to look for her." Trunks nodded at his friend "you check upstairs and I'll check down. Call me if you find her." Goten smiled and walked up to the first floor of the Capsule corps building. He walked up to Bra's bedroom and knocked gently at her door "Bra? You in?" he opened the door when he got no reply to be faced with something he'd never thought he would see in his lifetime. "TRUNKS!!!!!" he shouted as he ran beside her limp form on the bed. On her desk was a letter and the empty bottle of pills. Goten checked for a pulse, as Trunks appeared in the doorway "Oh Dende, is she dead?" Goten smiled as he felt the faint throb of life run through her "No, but we've got to get her to a hospital now!" he picked her up in both his arms as Trunks opened the window, Goten flew out before him as Trunks grabbed the letter and bottle.
Bulma and Vegeta ran into the hallway to see Trunks and Goten. Her face was transported with panic and worry for her little girl and Vegeta's face seamed emotionless. "What happened Trunks?" Bulma said as she was handed the note. She scanned over it, tears visible in her eyes before handing it silently to Vegeta. He read it slowly, taking in the written words silently. The note had simply one sentence. I'll make their pain and words end. Bulma looked across at him "it's a suicide note. She tried to commit suicide." Bulma broke down in her husband's arms. Trunks gazed over at the double doors "I think they're pumping her stomach or something, they told us we were just on time. If we hadn't found her…" he trailed off. She seamed so happy this morning, was it all a act? How long had it been going on for anyway?" Bulma sniffed as she calmed down slightly "Why?" Goten growled surprising Vegeta with his aggression as he replied "Bradley Jones!" he paused as he stood up from his seat beside Trunks "The shit's been harassing her at school." Suddenly the door opened and a doctor came out and looked at the faces of Bra's family "She's going to be fine now, but she needs a lot of rest. You can go in and see her if you want." Everyone walked in to find her hooked up to millions of wires and tubes lying weakly on the hospital bed. Vegeta had never seen her look so fragile in all his life. He was harsh he admitted but he only did it to make his children tougher. Bra looked defeated to him. She had lost her spark, it was gone and in its place was defeat, the loss of all hope cast in her dull blue bloodshot eyes. She faced them, her features grim and whispered "Why didn't you just let me die." Bulma emotionally took her hand "why didn't you tell us something was wrong?" Bra shifted over so her back faced them "I want to be alone." She blocked them out as she sobbed her eyes stinging from her pain. It took everything out of her just to cry. The others never left her side, feeling ashamed that they were unable to help her.
