Disclaimer: I don not own any of the characters in my fic. I'd like to but I don't so please don't sue….not they have any money anyway.

Authors Note: okies I hope you liked the first chapter so now onwards to the second chapter. I promise this will get more angst' still dedicating this fic to my good friend, Eden. Anyway I'll start writing it now so you peeps can read it.

Chapter 2: How I feel

By Bra-the-little-sweetie

Pan sat on her floor, her back against her bed. She hugged her knees closer to her chest. She rested her face on her knees as tears slid down her cheeks.

Everytime he spoke about that blonde bimbo (A/N: I have nothing wrong against blondes, I just don't like Marron.) he heart sank more. Pan didn't know how much more she could take. She wanted to die, so she wouldn't have to feel the pain.

She jumped when the phone rang. She looked at the ringing phone on her desk. No one else was at home, so she had to answer it. She stood up and wiped her tears away as she walked over to it.

She picked it up, "Hello?" she said. Her tears could still be detected in her voice.

"Hey, Panny!" Trunks cried down the phone, " You all right?" he noticed the tears in her voice.

"Yeah, why?" she tried to sound normal.

"You sound like your upset?" he asked concerned.

"I do? Oh I've been watching a sad movie," she lied, sniffing.

"Oh okay," he believed the lie.

"So what's up?" Pan asked sitting on her desk chair.

"I asked Marron out!" trunks said happily.

"Oh you did," Pan's heart ached even more, "What did she say?" she tried to sound happy for him.

"Maybe," his voice saddened a little.

'Maybe' he was disappointed by Marron's answer. Pan didn't care she was too upset.

"Do you think she likes me?" he asked her, not knowing he was hurting her.

"Well she did say maybe. So all you have to do is ask her again. I know that if I was her, I'd say yes right away," Pan clasped her hand over her mouth as she said that. Did she really just admit to him that she liked him?

"Heh," Trunks laughed, "You're so funny Panny! That's why I love you! You're my best friend!"

"Heh," Pan cringed at the last two words again. Best friend. The two cursed words. The two words she hated in the whole vocabulary.

"Well Trunks, I have to go," she lied. She didn't want to hear anymore about 'the wonderful Marron.'

"Oh really?" he sounded disappointed.

"Yeah, I have to cook dinner tonight. Mom and dad aren't home yet and I'm hungry," she closed her eyes and sighed. She didn't really want to go, but she had to, her heart had taken all it could that day.

"Oh okay. Well cya then," Trunks sighed.

"Yeah, Trunks," Pan the hung up the phone. She then rested her arms on her desk and hid her face in them. He shoulders heaved as cries of hurt escaped her throat. Her tears flooded her cheeks, wetting her bare arms.

Pan walked into the darkness of the kitchen. Her parents weren't still home. She had fallen asleep on her desk after crying so much. She flicked the light switch on. A light bounced off all the walls in the kitchen. The light caught a shinny object, which caused Pan to look at it. She looked at the knife; she walked over to it. Hurt showed in her eyes.. She picked the knife up by its handle. She looked at the shiny blade and then to her wrists. She closed her eyes….

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Muhahahahaha….I'm gonna leave it there for the mean time!! Will Pan do it? Or won't she have the guts? I'm sorry it's a short chapter I promise the third one is a lot longer. I know this cuz it's already written out but I'm not posting it up yet. So you'll have to wait. Hahaha!!

Ja ne for now!!