Les broke the kiss, "There I did what you asked." Andrew shrugged, "Maybe if you." Les smacked him across the face. Hard. "You know Andrew every second that passes causes me to hate you even more." For a second Andrew looked a bit hurt, but his face expression quickly changed, "Fine your loss, not mine." Andrew walked back inside. Les looked at the windows. "I'm so glad no one.saw.us." As she scanned the windows she noticed Trunks looking out of one. She could tell by the look on his face that he had seen everything. Les flew up to the window, but before she could say anything Trunks closed the curtains. "Trunks. Please listen to me." Trunks stood by the window paying attention to what Les said, but made sure she couldn't see him. "Andrew threatened to kill you again, if I didn't do what he asked. You mean so much to me. I couldn't let that happen." Trunks felt horrible. He had just yelled at his best friend and probably hurt him really bad. Trunks was about to say something to Les, but when he looked out the window she was gone. Afraid she would do something dramatic he flew over to her house. Les rushed home and grabbed the same knife she had used last time. She didn't care what her brother had told her. No one seemed to care. She brought the knife to where her last cut was and with the knife cut her arm again making her scar look like an X. Les was satisfied with the way it looked and cut her other arm the same way. She then brought the knife to her right cheek and made an X there also. She put the knife on the counter, planning to use it later, and then went into the bathroom to make sure it looked okay. When she looked in the mirror she couldn't believe how right the scars fit her. She liked the way it looked. She went back into the kitchen planning on cutting something else and was amazed to see Trunks holding her knife. "What are you doing?" Les made an attempt to grab her knife, but Trunks moved it before she grab it, "Nothing." "Why is there blood on the floor?" Again Les made an attempt to grab the knife but this time she kicked Trunks in the stomach causing him to let go of the knife. She quickly got a hold of it and ran. Trunks clutched his stomach and ran after her. "Les talk to me." Les stopped running, "NO! I do the things I hate to do to protect you and you won't even listen to me. What's the point of talking if you won't listen?" Trunks knew exactly what she was talking about. "Les I'm sorry. It's just that when I saw you and Andrew. And then I didn't understand why?" "Trunks just leave me alone." Les said, her temper flaring. "No, you're going to hurt yourself." Trunks said sounding worried. "Good. And if I'm lucky I'll die and stop this living nightmare." Les said. "You don't mean that." Trunks took a long look at her face. "Okay, maybe you do mean it, but Les don't do. Maybe you should go stay with Mary for a little bit and when things calm down. Goten or me will call you and then you can come back home." Les thought about it, "Yeah I guess that will work. Just don't tell anyone but Goten were I am. Think up some lie for everyone else." Les jumped into the air and hovered, "Bye." And then flew off to Mary's.

Alright the last few chapters have been short. Yeah I know, but since this a depressing time for Les and Trunks and Goten and all the other Z- fighters. I don't want to write so much. Thanks for the reviews!