Author's note: Okay
people, I decided to keep writing this fic. Here is chapter 6. I hope you like
it. I wrote it during history class. Keep those reviews coming! I want to know
what you think of this chapter. Thanks.
Chapter 6: A Stranger
She opened the door and
saw a girl standing there with her arms crossed. The girl has long wavy red
hair that reached all the way to her ankle and huge green eyes. Her skin was
deadly pale and she was wearing a tight green t-shirt and green leather pants.
A pair of knee-high boots completed her outfit. Her lips were turned down to a
frown.
"Um, hello?" Marron said
uncertainly. "Who are you looking for?"
The girl pushed her out of
the way and entered her apartment. Marron gasped, "What are you doing? Get out
of my apartment!"
"Shut up," the girl said,
her voice in monotone.
"Why are you here?"
"Stay away from Trunks
Brief!"
"Huh?" Oh great, tell
me this isn't one of Trunks psycho ex-girlfriend or something! Marron
thought, what is she going to do to me?
The girl stared at Marron.
"Do you know that there are tons are rumours going around the city? People
think that Trunks is dating a stripper! You have a pretty bad reputation around
this city; you know that, don't you? You don't deserve Trunks; think about it, you are a slut who goes from
bars to bars to get guys. You have also dropped out of school. Do you know that
you are making Trunks look really bad? An important man like him can't date a
whore like you; you'll ruin his reputation!"
Marron wanted to cry but
she was determined not to break down in front of this strange girl. "Get out of
my apartment," she said through clenched teeth. "Now!" She grabbed a rolling
pin sitting on the kitchen counter. "Get the hell away from me or else!" She
waved the rolling pin threateningly at the girl's face.
The girl backed away and
slipped quietly through the door. Marron breathed a sigh of relief, that
girl is gone! Don't listen to a word she said, Trunks loves you! Besides, you
don't go to any bars now, she told herself. She slipped into her pink
pyjamas and went to bed.
Marron climbed into bed
and closed her eyes but she just can't asleep. She sat up on her bed and turned
on a light. The girl's words stuck in her head; you'll ruin his reputation, you
go to bars and pick up guys, you don't deserve Trunks. Marron squeezed her eyes
shut, was I really that bad? She wondered, was I really a slut?
She remembered the times
when she barely had any money. She was forced to become this wild girl, who
wore tight clothing and danced like mad in bars. She loved the attention the
guys showered on her. She was a slut, yes she admitted that, but she changed.
Ever since she met Trunks, she's been trying her best to be a good girl,
getting her life back on track again. Maybe she's right; I don't deserve
Trunks, Marron thought sadly as she slowly drifted to sleep.
Trunks stood in his
office but he was not smiling. His office looked different somehow, it looked
very empty. Suddenly, Marron realized that the bookcase, the desk, and chairs
are all missing. What's happening? Trunks got up slowly and gave her a pained
look.
"Marron, I'm broke," he
said softly. "People wouldn't trust me, they think I'm dating a bad woman,
nobody would buy my products anymore."
Marron could feel
herself crying. "It's all my fault isn't it?" she asked. "I ruined you!"
Marron gasped and snapped
opened her eyes. She found herself in her tiny little apartment, the digital
clock beside her bed said 6:35 AM. Trunks is okay, Trunks is okay, she
said over and over to herself. It was only a dream, it was only a dream, or
is it? Is that really what would happen if she continued her relationship
with Trunks? If I stay with him, I'll ruin his career, she realized.
Now the question is, should
I break up with the man I love?
I have to, she decided.
She jumped up from her bed and stepped into a pair of old jeans and a red
t-shirt and started running towards Capsule Corp. Marron knew that she was
early, but she didn't care. If I'm going to break up with him, I might as
well do it before I start having second thoughts.
She knocked on his office
door and quietly opened the door. He was inside, snoring loudly with his head
down on his desk. He is so adorable! She was having second thoughts. Don't
I really have to break up with him?
You are breaking up
with him. Period. No buts about it, no complaining, no nothing. She told herself as she reached out to touch his
cheek and traced his face with her finger. He looked so innocent, sleeping
like a little boy, she thought with a faint smile.
He moaned and turned in
his sleep. "Just a few more minutes mom," he muttered.
Marron giggled but quickly
covered her mouth with her hand. Too late, she had waked him up. He snapped his
eyes open and starred at her in surprised and quickly sat up.
"Marron, what the hell are
you doing here?" he asked.
"To see you," she said
with a mischievous wink. "But," she continued in a faked hurt tone, "If I'm not
welcomed, I can always leave." She turned towards the door.
"Wait!" he grabbed her
hand. "Don't go!" He pulled her to him and gave her a little kiss on the
forehead. "I'm not letting you leave this room until you answered a question."
"What?" she asked.
"Well, my mom and sister
wanted to meet you. I'm been telling them about you. How about coming to my
house for dinner tonight?" he asked.
"Sure!" she said
automatically. Marron, you are not supposed to see him anymore, Marron
wanted to kick herself. You're so stupid! "Um," she tried to think up an excuse. "Sorry, I, uh just
remembered something. I've got a, um, an appointment with my dentist." That
was so lame but will he buy it?
He did. "That's okay, how
about tomorrow?" he smiled at her. "My little sister said that she'd even keep
quiet all through dinner and not ask any questions. She just wants to meet you.
My best friend Goten will be there too, please?" he gave her a puppy face look.
Her heart melted, come
on, one little dinner won't hurt, I'll break up with him after that.
"Okay," she nodded. "But you have to promise me something."
"Anything."
"Let me deal with your
little sister okay? She said she's going to keep quiet but I have a feeling
that she would probably start firing questions at us like a gun. And you,
knowing your temper," she run her hand through his hair. "Will probably turn
really red and do something foolish. Just leave her to me okay?
"She's all yours," he
replied.
"Good boy," she pinched
his cheek and leaned forward for a kiss. The thought of breaking-up was being
tossed to the back of her mind.
Marron hummed as she dried
her long wet strands of blond hair with a towel. She glanced at the outfit she
prepared for this dinner. They were all her mother's old clothes and they are
not the latest fashion but they fitted her like a dream. She stepped into a
pair of black jeans and put on a black shirt with black and white stripped
sleeves. She saw the charm bracelet Trunks gave her for her birthday on the
kitchen counter. Silly me, I took it off yesterday when I cooked and I
forgot to put if back on, she ran a brush through her still wet hair.
Just when she was about to
put on her bracelet, there was a knock on her door. Huh? Is that Trunks?
She wondered and set the bracelet back down on the counter. I thought we
agreed on meeting at his house, what is he doing here? He probably got nervous
again, she grinned and opened the door. "Trunks," she said as she opened
the door. "I thought…" But Trunks was not there. Nobody was there.
Suddenly, she felt
something heavy hitting her on the head. She fell down and sank into
unconsciousness.