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Despite their expensive lawyers and Bulma's desperate pleas, the Briefs family could not prevent the inevitable for any longer. Bulma was convicted of murder not even a week after her arrest and sentenced to life in prison. Even her wealthy parents couldn't afford the price of bail. As for the Clyde of the duo, he also got what was coming to him. Vejita had no family or friends willing to vouch for him, so he was also convicted almost immediately after his arrest.
Their cases were some of the most publicized in recent memory not only because of the nature of their committed murders, but because of their youth. If it had been for any other reason, the public attention and time in the spotlight would have appealed to both Bulma and Vejita.
After their convictions, Bulma and Vejita were rarely given the opportunity to see each other, let alone communicate, but when they did, it was hardly the same. Reality ruled out all chances of further chemistry between the two, and perhaps it was better that way.
It wasn't until one day two or three years later that they were given a good opportunity to talk. After some short conversation, Vejita managed to slip a small knife into the waiting hands of Bulma, who tucked it into her ugly jail uniform and smiled at her old partner-in-crime on last time.
"I suppose this is good-bye then?" she asked quietly, fingering the heavy chain links that made up the fence separating them.
Vejita smirked and nodded. "Yeah. Look on the bright side, though--you don't have to pay for tattoos here."
Bulma managed a faint smile and stepped back from the fence. "No shit."
"So..." Vejita gazed off into the distance, his dark eyes thoughtful. "How's it looking for you?"
Bulma choked on frustrated tears. "Mariah's parents are pushing for the death penalty."
"You thinking about the injection or what?"
"Neither." Bulma's hand went to the knife hidden in her uniform. Her next words came out soft and strained. "There are better ways to die."
Vejita gestured to the part of her uniform where she had slipped the knife. "Keep it safe. The last thing I need is another beating from the pigs." His expression was serious. "You know what to do with it."
Bulma's blue eyes searched his face forlornly. "Good-bye, Vejita."
It was the last time Bulma Briefs ever saw daylight.
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(A/N): I started it dark, so it has to end that way, dammit! LoL! Yay! I'm finished! Since the story is over and done with, and there is absolutely ZERO (You can quote me on this!), I repeat, ZERO chance for a sequel, I won't say another word about this fic! I'll leave that for you in your reviews... As for my next one, however... I've got some thinking to do on that one. At this point, I'm positive that its gonna be the sequel to 'Little Black Dress', but there isn't much else that I'm 100% on, haha! If you all have any ideas, then please let me know. Don't hold out on me! So, with all of that said, I'm going to thank you for your support one last time and kindly remind you to put your little hearts into one...last...review! Thanks again, and ja ne!
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_____________________________________________________________________ Rhapsody~* _________
______________________________________EPILOGUE
Despite their expensive lawyers and Bulma's desperate pleas, the Briefs family could not prevent the inevitable for any longer. Bulma was convicted of murder not even a week after her arrest and sentenced to life in prison. Even her wealthy parents couldn't afford the price of bail. As for the Clyde of the duo, he also got what was coming to him. Vejita had no family or friends willing to vouch for him, so he was also convicted almost immediately after his arrest.
Their cases were some of the most publicized in recent memory not only because of the nature of their committed murders, but because of their youth. If it had been for any other reason, the public attention and time in the spotlight would have appealed to both Bulma and Vejita.
After their convictions, Bulma and Vejita were rarely given the opportunity to see each other, let alone communicate, but when they did, it was hardly the same. Reality ruled out all chances of further chemistry between the two, and perhaps it was better that way.
It wasn't until one day two or three years later that they were given a good opportunity to talk. After some short conversation, Vejita managed to slip a small knife into the waiting hands of Bulma, who tucked it into her ugly jail uniform and smiled at her old partner-in-crime on last time.
"I suppose this is good-bye then?" she asked quietly, fingering the heavy chain links that made up the fence separating them.
Vejita smirked and nodded. "Yeah. Look on the bright side, though--you don't have to pay for tattoos here."
Bulma managed a faint smile and stepped back from the fence. "No shit."
"So..." Vejita gazed off into the distance, his dark eyes thoughtful. "How's it looking for you?"
Bulma choked on frustrated tears. "Mariah's parents are pushing for the death penalty."
"You thinking about the injection or what?"
"Neither." Bulma's hand went to the knife hidden in her uniform. Her next words came out soft and strained. "There are better ways to die."
Vejita gestured to the part of her uniform where she had slipped the knife. "Keep it safe. The last thing I need is another beating from the pigs." His expression was serious. "You know what to do with it."
Bulma's blue eyes searched his face forlornly. "Good-bye, Vejita."
It was the last time Bulma Briefs ever saw daylight.
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(A/N): I started it dark, so it has to end that way, dammit! LoL! Yay! I'm finished! Since the story is over and done with, and there is absolutely ZERO (You can quote me on this!), I repeat, ZERO chance for a sequel, I won't say another word about this fic! I'll leave that for you in your reviews... As for my next one, however... I've got some thinking to do on that one. At this point, I'm positive that its gonna be the sequel to 'Little Black Dress', but there isn't much else that I'm 100% on, haha! If you all have any ideas, then please let me know. Don't hold out on me! So, with all of that said, I'm going to thank you for your support one last time and kindly remind you to put your little hearts into one...last...review! Thanks again, and ja ne!
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