Chapter 18:
An awkward silence was pretty evident between the two. You could cut the tension between them with a razor sharp knife.
"Umm, please have a seat." Vegeta stated not quite meeting her gaze.
Bulma did as he said. The met each other's glances and locked it in place.
I don't know where
we stand anymore
You've got one foot in my life
And the other's out the door
And I can't believe this is happening to me
Vegeta broke the gaze first, and decided to take the initiative into this. "You know I was never one for casual conversation. So I don't mean to be blunt, but can you hurry this up, whatever it is. I have to get out of here."
This didn't get the desired effect he wanted. She started to giggle. "I see that a year has been good to both of us. You are still the same, Vegeta."
After a moment, he joined her. It was unreal; it was like how it was before the incident. They let it dissolve into a comfortable silence between the two. She was praising the lord that this was going better than she thought it would. Then the inevitable happened, "Seriously though, Bulma, why are you here?"
Bulma's smile faded. She had a stoic look on her face as if she was contemplating if she should continue this or just walk out the door and pretend that this was not happening. The former seeming quite undesirable at the moment. Her cerulean eyes bore into his own. She knew that she had to tell him, whether the outcome was unwanted or not.
Deep inside I've wanted to believe
That somehow, maybe someday
There'd be some one there for me
And I hope I haven't lost my chance
She sighed and got up once again, "I guess that I can't put this off anymore. Can I?" she asked rhetorically. "How has this year been treating you Vegeta?"
"Good, I suppose," he replied, "Well, as good as it can get since the last time I saw you, that is." He added bitterly.
"Oh…" she guessed that she deserved that. She looked away into the far off distance. "Was it really all that awful? ," she turned back to him, "it could have possibly have done us some good. Don't you think?"
- anything but - he murmured
"Geta, honestly tell me how you have been."
"What does it matter, it doesn't make any difference."
"Wrong, it makes all the difference. Stop being, being…"
I
don't want to wake up to reality
Of you not being here with me
There's so many possibilites
That we let slip away
And if you're heart could speak
What would it say
You're scared to say you love me, I'm Scared
Will you always stay
You don't have to run away
"Being?"
"Being you damn it and tell me."
"Alright. It was hell; the first couple of months were let's just say difficult. I have learned to accept was has happened until now." He looked up at her as if to tell her that he was finished.
She nodded her head. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen."
"What did you mean to happen?" He forgot politeness. After all that happened he wanted answers. So many questions were running through his head.
"I meant to follow you. Had I expected that I wouldn't see you until a year later I would've pushed my pride aside and ran after you, but I didn't. I'm sorry Vegeta. I was so angry. I couldn't do it."
I
wish I could believe in what I feel
I've been fooled so many times before
I don't know what is real
Maybe I'm just fooling myself
Tears were around the rims of her eyes. She wouldn't let them fall this wasn't the time to cry her heart out. She needed him to realize why she was there.
"I don't think that I quite understand." –point for me for stating the obvious.-
"It was a mistake to let you go. I'm sorry. I don't know what you would do with that information, but I needed to tell you. I need closure and to see if…"
- Please don't say it. Please -
"you would give this another try." She looked up at him.
- Fuck! - Vegeta had his head in his hands roughly pushing it out of his way. "Don't fuck with me?"
"I'm not." She walked in front of him and took his hands into her own. The difference of the two was evident. He met her gaze. "I'm serious."
I've
been running out of reasons to let go
Tried opening up my feelings
But your door is always closed
And I find myself dreaming my life away
"I was hoping that you wouldn't say that."
"Why?"
"Bulma, we can't do this. It's a mistake. You were right in letting me walk out. I realize that now. It was for the best."
"You don't believe that."
"Hell I do!"
"Stop this. Please you can just stop it by saying what we both want."
"Woman, we can't-"
I
don't want to wake up to reality
Of you not being here with me
There's so many possibilities
That we let slip away
And if you're heart could speak
What would it say
You're scared to say you love me, I'm Scared
Will you always stay
You don't have to run away
She cut him off with a kiss. She didn't expect him to respond back, but was nonetheless overjoyed when he did. It deepened into one of the most passionate kisses either has received from each other. It was evident that there was no doubt in her mind what his answer was. What he truly wanted.
She broke away and pressed her forehead to his, "we can do this. Let's just give this a try."
He sighed in frustration and pulled her closer, "damn it all to hell…"
You
don't have to worry
Cause I'm running out of reason to say no
Author's Note:
Hey ya'll, I
hope that you guys enjoyed the latest chapter. It took me three days to get it
down pack. It could have ended one of three ways, but I hope that you liked the
way it turned out. I used a beautiful duet by Hoku
called "I'm Scared." It's the only song I liked. I think it fit pretty well.
This isn't the last chapter, I thought about extending it somewhat. It's nearly
done though. Review if you like. Till next time: (Midnight Passion)
