Chapter 11: The beginning of the end

I am not sure how I am going to write this. This will be the most painful thing I will ever have to endure. But I need to get it out. So here goes....

**FLASHBACK**

            "Alright brats, bed! now!" Vegeta shouted, chasing Trunks and Bra up the stairs.  Bra couldnt make it fast enough, So Vegeta swooped her up in his arms, and flew her to her crib.  He plunked her down and kissed her cheek.

            "Nigh-night daddy!" Bra yelled, grinnin up at him, laying down.  Vegeta pulled her blanket around her and stroked her turquoise hair.

            "Goodnight princess" he said, then walked out.  He looked inside Trunks' room, and saw his son sitting on his bed with a forlorn look on his face.      

            "Whats the matter?" Vegeta demaded.  Trunks looked up at his father, face drawn and sad.

            "I kinda miss mama already" he whispered, afraid his father would find him weak.  Vegeta's heart went out to his son, but he didnt want to make it too clear.

            "She will be back soon don't get all worked up about it. Its not good for you" he said gruffly.  Trunks half smiled and climbed under the covers.

            "G'night dad"

            "mm-night kid"  Vegeta grumbled, and closed his door.  Vegeta walked down the stairs, noticing the quietness.  He  Walked into the living room, plopped down on the couch, and picked up the TV remote.  The last thing he remembered was blurry wrestling.

*Whats happening to me..whats happening to me...whats happ-AAH!" Vegeta jumped up, pale and wide eyed. He was in a cold sweat and feeling very nauseated.  He grasped his chest and breathed in short raspy breaths.  He felt as if someone had just taken his innards and threw them out.  He was sure he was going to vomit when he passed out.

2 HOURS LATER

*DING----DONG.....*

Vegeta raised his head wearily, dazed and confused.  The VCR clock read 12:11am. 

*DING----DONG....*

He raised himself up and made his way to the door, breath still rough and raspy.  He pulled the door open and raised his eyes up to a tall figure standing in the doorway.

            "what do you want" Vegeta growled, wincing as another pain in his chest rolled over him.

            "Are you Mr. Brief?" the man asked.

            "You could say that...what is it to you..." he groaned, serious pain overtaking him now.

            "Sir...are you alright?"

            "Yes yes Im fine what is it you want?"

            "May I come in"

            Vegeta groaned again inwardly, and walked in the house, leaving the door open. The man took this as the most polite invitation he was going to get, and followed Vegeta in.

            "Sir you don't look to well"

            "I just have a serious stomach ache, now what is it you want at 12 in the blasted morning?" Vegeta nearly shouted, rubbing his temples.

            "Mr. Brief, I have some extremely serious news to tell you"   Vegeta finally looked up at the man in confusion.  He saw the badge.  A police man.

            "...what...what is it?" Vegeta asked.

            "Is Bulma brief in anyway related to you?"

            "Yes, she is my wife....why do you care" he grumbled.

            "You're wife.....I'm very sorry, you're wife was in a car accident and...."  Vegeta looked wearily up at the Policeman.

            "Please no..."

            "and i'm very sorry sir, there was nothing we could do to save her. It was already too late. She died with no pain" the policeman explained.  Vegeta stared.  The pain grew greater and greater, until he could bear it no more. He sank to his knees and buried his face in his hands.

            "thank you, sir....you can leave now." Vegeta said, trying to control his shaking voice.

            "im very sorry for your loss, Mr brief"

            "Please just leave" Vegeta whispered.  The policeman squeezed Vegeta's shoulder, and said "The hospital will be calling you tomorrow morning" and he let himself out.  Vegeta slowly uncovered his face once he heard the door shut.  His hands were shaking, his whole body was.

            "no....NO!!!!" he howled, slamming his fists down.

            "NO! NO!!! NO!!!!!! not my Bulma...Not my Bulma......." Vegeta cried, tears streaming down his face.  He fell completely to the ground and curled up in a ball, sobbing uncontrollably. 

            "no....not my bulma......bulma.....NOT MY BULMA!" he screamed, his throat choked up. "YOU CAN'T TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME!!!" he screamed again, pounding his fists on the ground.

            "you can't take her away...."he whispered, choking on his own tears.  He lay their silently, throat hitching and choking, tears streaming from his eyes, his arms wrapped around his nauseated stomach.

            Trunks awoke immediately when he felt the ground shake.  He jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs to see his father laying in the fetal postion on the floor.

            "Dad...Dad was the matter" Trunks whispered, knowing something was terribly, terribly wrong.

            Vegeta didn't answer.

Trunks knelt down beside his father and shook his shoulders.

            "Dad! tell me whats wrong!" he cried extatically.  Vegeta looked up at him, eyes red and tears still flowing.

            "Don't you feel it? Can't you feel it?" he yelled.   

            "Feel what!" Trunks yelled back

            "Your mother is gone!" Vegeta shouted, slamming his fists down again.  Trunks blinked.

            "W-w-what d-do y-you m-ean, g-g-gone?" Trunks whispered, eyes wide with terror.

            "car accident. nothing they could do" Vegeta whispered softly, almost unhearable. But trunks heard enough.

            "oh no...oh no mama.....MAMA!" trunks screamed out in anguish, wrapping his arms around himself and crying loudly.  Vegeta immediately started crying again, and pulled his son to him, stroking his hair and rocking him back and forth, both father and son crying painfully.  Trunks' sobs were so painful and distressed Vegeta couldnt hardly stand it.  But he contined to hold his son, Trunks' shoulders hitching and shaking with every anguished cry he whimpered.

            "I want my mom....i want my mama....i want her so bad!" Trunks sobbed, sniffing loudly, voice wavering with tears.  "Please dont take her away from me! I can't lose my mom! I WANT MY MOM!" he screamed.  Vegeta wrapped his arms tighter around his son, suddenly afraid to let go.  He'd never seen Trunks so aroused with fury, and he didnt want to let his son get out of control.  Vegeta sobbed into his son's hair, so afraid the pain would kill them both.  Neither of them noticed Bra climbing down the stairs.

            "daddy? daddy why are you and trunks crying" she asked softly as she approached them.  Trunks started crying silently, the worst kind of cry, as did Vegeta.  Vegeta slowly looked up at his daughter, realizing he needed to be strong of her for a moment.  He took a deep breath and opened one arm to her.  Bra crawled in his lap next to the silent crying Trunks, and looked up at her father.

            "Princess...mama isnt going to be coming home" he said, voice shaking.  Trunks uttered another sob and buried his face in his father's shirt.

            "Why not?" bra asked, eyes filling up with tears.

            "Well, mama decided she wanted to go up to where all the angels live...she really likes it there, and wants to stay there for awhile" Vegeta choked, trying to tell his daughter as softly as possible.

            "Why doesnt she want to stay with us anymore?"

            "Oh princess, she does! but she can't leave....the place she is in now is so beautiful, she wants to wait there for us until we come and be with her" he said, a lump in his throat forming once more.

            "But...when can we see her again?"

            "I'm not sure Bra....sooner then you think...." but his tries to keep her calm were in vain. Bra burst into tears and wailed.  Vegeta collected his daugher in his other arm, holding her tightly, and holding trunks with his other.  He had never held his two children really, not voluntarily, but now it didnt matter.  It didnt even cross his mind.  And their the broken family sat, for the rest of the night, afraid to leave each other.  Trunks eventually cried himself to sleep, a few tears oozing out ever once and awhile.  Bra fell asleep too, tears stained on her pale skin.  And Vegeta, Vegeta was a wreck.  He stayed awake, leaning against the wall with his two children in his arms, wide eyed.  He was still crying, but was not even aware of it anymore.  Tears just kept falling and falling.  He thought deeply as though in a trance.  Then he looked up towards the ceiling.

            "I love you Bulma...i love you..i love you so much..."

And he began to sob once more.

~But the truth remains ,your

Gone. Gone. Gone.

You're gone

You're gone, you're gone

but the truth remains

your...........................~

-NSYNC

 I have never cried so hard while writing.

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