.To trust again:::…
Disclaimer:
DBZ belongs to Akria Toriyama
Symbols:
"….." = Talking
*…..* = Thinking
[…..] = Author's note
Last time:
She felt his other hand tear open her top and he grabbed her breasts painfully rough. She whimpered, this couldn't happen to her. She gasped when felt something hard press against her leg and a hand snaking up her skirt, a single tear slid down her cheek just to go unnoticed by her aggressive assailant
Chapter 1 ~~ Memories of the past
She closed her eyes tightly but the tears didn't stop from streaming down, washing the dirt and blood from her face and making her cheek sting even more than it already did. It seemed as though her mind had shut itself down, there was nothing more she could do but hope he would let her live, or maybe that would be even worse…
Bulma just didn't know anymore, everything had been turned upside down and all she wanted to do was be at home, with her parents feeling safe. Bulma closed her eyes even tighter as she waited for the man to make his next move. She waited, and waited but it never happened.
She very carefully opened one eye to look back up, the man was still on top of her but he was looking away from her. She could only see the back of his head but she couldn't make out what he was looking at since he was blocking her view. She could hear some faint voices in the background followed by an ear piercing scream, making her blood freeze in her veins as she cringed and quickly shut her eyes again.
Just a second later the man flew off of her with a loud roar and crashed into the wall beside them with a force that could have easily broken his neck, and probably did so too. As soon as she was free, Bulma didn't hesitate one second and immediately backed up into a corner of the ally, curled into a tight ball, squizing her eyes closed even harder.
She tried to ignore the pain but it was too much, her cheek burned, she didn't even want to know what her arm looked like, along with her entire back which had been shredded open by the jagged ground. She slowly started to hyperventilate, she just couldn't seem to get enough air into her lungs as she started to panic and hug her knees even tighter to her shaking body. Why couldn't this just all stop!?
-(~~*~~)-
Vegeta looked up from the remains of what use to be a baka human at his feet, he'd just killed the bastard and his friend after he found them trying to rape some woman. He had decided half an hour ago that he'd rather go out than sitting gin that boring kitchen just staring at the ceiling. He'd went out like this on some other occasions as well, he liked the way these streets looked at night, especially with the rain and fog that hung heavily in the air right now. The fact that no one in the right state of mind walked in this part of town at this time helped a great deal as well.
And that's exactly why he'd never expected to incounter any humans here. So now he had degraded himself to saving some pathetic earthling whore, he would have just let those men have their filthy way…… if only he could. But just as he'd been about to walk away those memories came back to him. Memories he'd long since forgotten yet still haunted his dreams, memories of his mother unheard screams as that disgusting lizard….
He frowned before he could finish the thought, pushed it all down like he always had and was about to fly away when he heard a soft sobbing behind him, accompanied by panicked breaths, too fast to be normal. He turned around and squinted his eyes to see through the darkness, he figured it was the woman he had just 'saved' and for some reason decided to take a closer look. His curiosity had always gotten him in trouble but he couldn't help himself.
The woman was curled up tightly, shaking like a leaf. She was dirty, soaking wet and the fact that her top was missing didn't make her any less cold. He frowned slightly, she looked awful, now he was forced to help her some way or the other. He couldn't just leave her there covered in cuts and bruises, blood gushing out of the severe wound on her arm, which looked broken by the way.
He slowly approached her and crouched down in front of her. Her head was buried in her knees with her arms hiding her face, showing only her wet and muddy hair. He carefully reached out and took her chin in his hand, softly pushing her face up. At first he couldn't quite see her face and looked even closer but as soon as he did see, he jerked back. His stomach churned and his insides felt like someone had ripped them apart, nothing could have prepared him for this.
-(~~*~~)-
Bulma tried to swallow the lump in her throat when she suddenly heard footsteps come her way, she tightened her good arm around herself and prayed to kami it wasn't one of the men on his way to finish what they had started. She felt someone take her face and lift it up, she closed her eyes tightly in an effort to make it all go away. It didn't work, no surprise there, she heard a soft gasp and felt the person jerk away as she hesitantly opened her eyes.
There was someone in front of her alright, but who. It was so dark, she squinted her eyes. Her eyes went twice their size while her heart jumped and skipped a couple of beats when she realized who it was, she threw herself at him as the warm sensation of safety drove away the dark and horrified feelings that had previously lingered in her mind.
Vegeta didn't get time to regain his composure, she flung forward, clinging on to him like she would die if she let go. Seconds, minutes passed consisting of Bulma crying her eyes out with a death-grip on Vegeta, who just quietly sat there. Ten minutes later everything was quiet again as a last sob escaped Bulma's hold before she drifted into unconsciousness.
Vegeta pried her off and took off his jacket, draping it around her shoulders and zipping it up to counter for her lost shirt. He lifted her up, one arm around her back and the other holding her legs securely against his side. He held her close and used his ki to warm her up, it worked and he could sense Bulma relaxing just a little bit. Vegeta took one more look at the woman in his arms and immediately levitated in the air, flying towards the nearest hospital as fast as he could without crushing Bulma by a hundred g-force.
-(~~*~~)-
Vegeta carefully slowed down when the hospital came into view, it was only a couple of blocks away now. He crossed them in a matter of minutes and landed in front of the large building, saying 'Satan City Hospital' on the front. Vegeta ran in, holding the badly hurt Bulma close but being careful not to hurt her more than she already was. He rushed towards the desk where a bored looking woman was busy tending to her nails, she had blond hair, far too muchllayers of make-up and a nametag which said 'Hi, I'm Cindy. How can I help you.'
"Name." she mumbled, not even looking up. It took Vegeta a small second to remember "bulma." He grumbled. "last name." She said with a monotone voice. "Briefs." Vegeta hissed, getting more than a little impatient. "Please fill out these forms." She continued and dumped a stack of papers in front of him.
Cindy continued her manicure, figuring the man had started writing down the useless information until she heard a low, menacing growl. She looked up, her eyes widened when she came face to face with a very angry Saiyan. "I don't have time for this." Vegeta grumbled, trying his best to keep his temper in check and his eye from twitching...too much.
"B…but you have t..to fill these out s..sir.." she stuttered. "Get her some help NOW!!" he roared and slammed his fist on the desk, breaking it in two with a load cracking noise. This attracted the attention of everybody in hearing range, which was probably the entire hospital and a good part of the city and everything went deadly silent. The woman picked up the phone next to her with a shaking hand and mumbled something into the horn. A second later a horde of doctors came rushing in and took Bulma away from her rescuer, leaving him with his thoughts.
-(~~*~~)-
He had been waiting for quite a while now, he didn't even know how long exactly until they finally let him in. Vegeta entered the white hospital room with a little hesitation, walking in to find a couple of nurses still finishing off bandaging Bulma. Vegeta simply gave them the evil eye and they scurried off.
His frown faded, though, as he looked over at the bed, Bulma's skin looked extremely pale under the florecant lighting, her hair was still wet and had somehow lost it's clear blue appearance as she laid there, completely motionlessly. He slowly walked further into the room and stared down at her fragile body, looking even smaller than usual as she lay in the bed surrounded by machines who gave off soft beeps every once in a while.
He reached out and removed a stray strand of hair out of her pale face which still had it's big, nasty bruise. His mind went sharp and his hand suddenly snapped back as he heard someone open the door, it where Mr and Mrs Briefs. They rushed to her side and Vegeta quietly left the room, not noticing the pair of eyes on him as he allowed the family to be together.
Author's note ~~ =^¬.¬^=
I didn't change too much in this chapter, just made it flow a little better, in my opinion that is ^-^ I'll start rewriting chapter 2 now, I'm hoping it won't take too long.