Chapter five:
Vegeta tried the doorknob again. Nope. It was still locked. He sunk to the bottom of the door, and rested his head against it.
"Bulma, just open the door." Vegeta called.
"Just go away!" A sobbing Bulma screamed.
"Look I'm not leaving until you open the fucking door." He protested.
"God, I just want to be left alone!" Bulma shrieked. Vegeta bumped his head against the door and sighed.
"You know, I can just blast it down." He threatened.
"VEGETA, GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!!" Bulma screeched and something bounced off the door.
"I'm not leaving. I'll stay here all fucking night if I have to."
The digital clock clicked from 11:59p.m to 12:00a.m. Bulma's stomach growled at her telling her it was time to eat. She sat up and whipped tear from her eyes. She walked to the door and clicked the lock open. She slowly nudged the door ajar and jumped at the sight of Vegeta. He was slouched against the doorway, sleeping. She sighed and raised her foot to step over him. He snatched her leg and looked up at her with pleading eyes (a/n: if you can imagine).
"What's wrong?"
Bulma glared at him and jerked her leg free of him grip. She stormed down the hall. Vegeta followed.
She stomped into the kitchen, heading for the fridge. She flung the door open and snatched up an orange. She slammed the door shut and turned around to see Vegeta standing right in front of her. He placed both hands on the fridge, trapping her.
"Tell me what's wrong." Vegeta pleaded (a/n: ha!). Bulma ducked underneath his arm.
"There's nothing to tell." She lied.
"Oh, come on! I know you a shit load better then that!" He grabbed her arm. She glared back at him.
"Just tell me."
Bulma sighed and looked to the floor.
"No." And with that she walked out of the room.
Vegeta screamed and swung his fist into the wall, leaving a huge hole.