Lemons N whipped Cream
chapter 11
AN: Yes yes i knooowwww, its been soooooooo long. I just keep forgetting and laying it off. So i better get good reviews or ill stop again!
Disclaim: :;growls:: you know what im ganna say...so dont even ask me!
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Vegeta groaned as he struggled to open his eyes. His whole body ached and throbbed with pain, he had gotten the beating of his life and had seen the most horrible thing ever before he passed out. Once his pubils got used to the light he looked around slowly, they were still in the basement, the two huge guys were asleep and Bulma lay there on the table next to the chair, limp, bloody and pale.
Dustin made him witness the horrible scene of him raping Bulma, she was beaten by the two men that had tied him up. Then Dustin had the sick nerve to inject her with cocain. After that she had passed out, Dustin then started to beat Vegeta up till he simply passed out.
Bulmas screams still ringed inside his head, making the throbbing worse, he frowned and ignored the pain, slowly begining to get himself out of the ducktape, that was now useless. he got up, making sure he was extra quiet as he picked Bulma up and carried her upstairs. He layed her down on one of the beds in the bedroom, he looked all around the house to make sure Dustin wasn't awake, he found him laying across the couch with the T.V on, dead asleep, he headed back into the bedroom and used his cell phone, dialing the cops.
"Yea, I'd like to make a complaint. I've heard some gun shots and shouting..."
Vegeta gave them the address and quickly hung up, he glanced up at the clock, which read 4:30am, he wrapped Bulma in a blanket and grabbed the one of the guys keys to the cars that was laying on the kitchen counter.
"Dumbass's..."
he whispered, smirking to himself as he headed outside, Laying Bulma in the backseat of the car, then starting it up and heading away from the house.(This all seems too good to be True, huh?) He saw several cops speed by on the highway, going to where he had just left, he smiled to himself, pulling up to a gas station. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw that he had dry blood covering almost all of his face and neck, it was all over him. he got the key to the bathroom and washed his face clean before heading back out to the car. He got in and looked into the back seat to see Bulma sitting up with a blank expression on her face.
"Bulma, shh..its ok..We're almost home ok baby?"
Bulma just looked at him, then out the window as if she didnt even hear him. Vegeta frowned, but got back onto the highway, heading home. Bulma didnt speak, barely even moved. Vegeta tried everything, jokes, questions, assurance. He couldn't figure out was was wrong. Maybe she was still on the cocain, he frowned as he pulled up into her driveway, picking her up and carrying her to the door, using the spare key to let himself in quietly. taking her to her room.
"Look Bulma, youre home...this is your room."
Bulma climbed down from his arms and walked around, looking at the pictures on the dresser. She sat down on her bed and looked out the window, then at him. Tears begining to run down her face.
"Vegeta..."
He barely heard her, but the room was too quiet to not hear her, he rushed over and gently held her. stroking her hair softly.
"Im here Bulma..its okay..."
"Vegeta...I'm scared...I'm so scared..."
"Dont be...I'm right here..I'll protect you."
Bulma shook her head, pulling away from him.
"But you didnt..you didnt. You let him do that to me. Why....why did you? Look at me vegeta, I'm half dead. All because of you...because your pride wouldnt let you just pay back a stupid fool that would have left me..us...alone."
Vegeta watched her, frowning deeply as he listened. He stood up and walked over toward her. Realizing that she was right.
"I know baby..I'm sorry...But you dont understand.."
"What is there not to understand? How much do you owe him?"
"Alot....."
"How much is alot?"
"four thousand.."
Bulma just shook her head and turned, obviously disapointed, walking into her bathroom and locking it. Begining to fill the bathtub.she slowly took off her clothes, making sure not to rub against the cuts and bruises..frowning down at her self in the mirror. she looked like absolute shit.
Vegeta frowned and walked to the bathroom door, listening to her movements in the tub, he slowly knocked on it.
"Bulma."
"Go away...."
"I dont want to...I'm afraid to leave you alone."
He could hear her sigh, he knew that she didnt want to be alone either.
"Then at least make me something to eat and wait in my room.."
Vegeta smirked and went downstairs, quietly making a meal from the contents of the fridge, getting her a water bottle as well..setting it on a try and walking it up to her room laying it on her night stand and patiently waiting for her to get out.
Bulma scrubbed herself until her skin was raw, she rubbed softly over her already raw places, after she got out the tub was full of crusted blood and dirt, she sneered and cleaned tub afterwards, then applied onintment onto her cuts, wrapping herself up carefully. All the while thinking up a plan. She knew some how Dustin would return, and continue to pester Vegeta until he payed. She had the perfect plan formed into her head already..and it would all end this whole problem with the money.
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Ut oh, what's Bulmas plan!!? haha only i know! You can problably guess..its kinda easy. I have to end this Fic sometime, dont i?!
Review pleeeassee!
chapter 11
AN: Yes yes i knooowwww, its been soooooooo long. I just keep forgetting and laying it off. So i better get good reviews or ill stop again!
Disclaim: :;growls:: you know what im ganna say...so dont even ask me!
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Vegeta groaned as he struggled to open his eyes. His whole body ached and throbbed with pain, he had gotten the beating of his life and had seen the most horrible thing ever before he passed out. Once his pubils got used to the light he looked around slowly, they were still in the basement, the two huge guys were asleep and Bulma lay there on the table next to the chair, limp, bloody and pale.
Dustin made him witness the horrible scene of him raping Bulma, she was beaten by the two men that had tied him up. Then Dustin had the sick nerve to inject her with cocain. After that she had passed out, Dustin then started to beat Vegeta up till he simply passed out.
Bulmas screams still ringed inside his head, making the throbbing worse, he frowned and ignored the pain, slowly begining to get himself out of the ducktape, that was now useless. he got up, making sure he was extra quiet as he picked Bulma up and carried her upstairs. He layed her down on one of the beds in the bedroom, he looked all around the house to make sure Dustin wasn't awake, he found him laying across the couch with the T.V on, dead asleep, he headed back into the bedroom and used his cell phone, dialing the cops.
"Yea, I'd like to make a complaint. I've heard some gun shots and shouting..."
Vegeta gave them the address and quickly hung up, he glanced up at the clock, which read 4:30am, he wrapped Bulma in a blanket and grabbed the one of the guys keys to the cars that was laying on the kitchen counter.
"Dumbass's..."
he whispered, smirking to himself as he headed outside, Laying Bulma in the backseat of the car, then starting it up and heading away from the house.(This all seems too good to be True, huh?) He saw several cops speed by on the highway, going to where he had just left, he smiled to himself, pulling up to a gas station. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw that he had dry blood covering almost all of his face and neck, it was all over him. he got the key to the bathroom and washed his face clean before heading back out to the car. He got in and looked into the back seat to see Bulma sitting up with a blank expression on her face.
"Bulma, shh..its ok..We're almost home ok baby?"
Bulma just looked at him, then out the window as if she didnt even hear him. Vegeta frowned, but got back onto the highway, heading home. Bulma didnt speak, barely even moved. Vegeta tried everything, jokes, questions, assurance. He couldn't figure out was was wrong. Maybe she was still on the cocain, he frowned as he pulled up into her driveway, picking her up and carrying her to the door, using the spare key to let himself in quietly. taking her to her room.
"Look Bulma, youre home...this is your room."
Bulma climbed down from his arms and walked around, looking at the pictures on the dresser. She sat down on her bed and looked out the window, then at him. Tears begining to run down her face.
"Vegeta..."
He barely heard her, but the room was too quiet to not hear her, he rushed over and gently held her. stroking her hair softly.
"Im here Bulma..its okay..."
"Vegeta...I'm scared...I'm so scared..."
"Dont be...I'm right here..I'll protect you."
Bulma shook her head, pulling away from him.
"But you didnt..you didnt. You let him do that to me. Why....why did you? Look at me vegeta, I'm half dead. All because of you...because your pride wouldnt let you just pay back a stupid fool that would have left me..us...alone."
Vegeta watched her, frowning deeply as he listened. He stood up and walked over toward her. Realizing that she was right.
"I know baby..I'm sorry...But you dont understand.."
"What is there not to understand? How much do you owe him?"
"Alot....."
"How much is alot?"
"four thousand.."
Bulma just shook her head and turned, obviously disapointed, walking into her bathroom and locking it. Begining to fill the bathtub.she slowly took off her clothes, making sure not to rub against the cuts and bruises..frowning down at her self in the mirror. she looked like absolute shit.
Vegeta frowned and walked to the bathroom door, listening to her movements in the tub, he slowly knocked on it.
"Bulma."
"Go away...."
"I dont want to...I'm afraid to leave you alone."
He could hear her sigh, he knew that she didnt want to be alone either.
"Then at least make me something to eat and wait in my room.."
Vegeta smirked and went downstairs, quietly making a meal from the contents of the fridge, getting her a water bottle as well..setting it on a try and walking it up to her room laying it on her night stand and patiently waiting for her to get out.
Bulma scrubbed herself until her skin was raw, she rubbed softly over her already raw places, after she got out the tub was full of crusted blood and dirt, she sneered and cleaned tub afterwards, then applied onintment onto her cuts, wrapping herself up carefully. All the while thinking up a plan. She knew some how Dustin would return, and continue to pester Vegeta until he payed. She had the perfect plan formed into her head already..and it would all end this whole problem with the money.
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Ut oh, what's Bulmas plan!!? haha only i know! You can problably guess..its kinda easy. I have to end this Fic sometime, dont i?!
Review pleeeassee!