I'm With You

By: Dark_T-K

Why is everything so confusing?

Maybe I'm just out of my mind…

I've been lost for awhile now. My thoughts are jumbled so I can't think straight. My friends have abandoned me for what I am. Even though they knew it for so long, it bugged them that I would never be normal. I stand alone I guess, even Vegeta has gone his separate ways…

I've fallen into despair and no one wants to pull me out. I've tried to figure out my life…but all I can come up with is nothing. My two sons, they are living their own lives while I…I rot away in this cage I used to call a home. Ever since she died, I haven't been the same.

I'm listening, but there's no sound…

Ever since ChiChi died, the spice of life is gone too. I don't sleep much; I can hardly eat. I've been too depressed for any real training, for which Vegeta was disappointed in. I tried to go back, but all I can do is remain how I am. My friends don't understand and for this, they abandon me out in the cold.

I don't even know who I am anymore. Gohan tells me I'm a great fighter, but what did fighting ever do for me? Goten says I'm his father, the man of great strength and power. A man to look up to, and respect. If all of this is true, then what happened.

I Don't Know Who You Are…

For weeks now all I've done is sit in my room and look out into the scenery. I can't do much else, I'm no longer who I used to be. My sons have given up long ago to get me to do anything, and I'm sorry I'm such a burden to them. That's why I've planned to end it all. Put a stop to everyone's burden. To end my suffering…

I think of what Vegeta would say to me, about being a soft-hearted fool. A weakling… In a way I am, I can't live in a world of loneliness, I can't live without my heart.

I get off the windowsill and walk over to the bed dresser. I open it and pull out a velvet blue box. I sit down on the bed to open. Inside is the blade, the blade that will end it all. ChiChi got this from her father as a tool of defense, now I will use it to finish off my hopeless life. I am nothing but a lost soul, one who cannot live in the real world anymore.

Somebody save my life…

I pick up the blade and examine it. It really is beautiful. Nicely made, shape point, this will have no problem stopping what little of my heart remains. Deep in my soul, I know this is what I want. No one will hold me back because no one cares. I wish they did, then this would have been harder…but now it's time. I lift the blade up, tears race down my cheek as I say one last goodbye as I thrust the blade deep into my heart.

(Gohan's POV)

I walk into my dad's house. I feel really sorry for him. Ever since mom died he just hasn't been the same. He hasn't eaten much since then, so groceries visits are few to seldom. He never trains anymore and that worries me. He's been a shell of himself ever since…

When mom died, everyone chipped in to help dad recover. Nothing helped. We tried everything and nothing worked. Soon his friends gave up, and stopped visiting the house. They were afraid to see my dad in the wreck he is. Vegeta hit dad almost as hard as mom did. He had the audacity to tell dad to get over it, then threatened to never come back. That was a move that made everyone regret even more. The dad I knew had died, and his body was failing to keep up. Once Vegeta left, all hope of his recovery vanished and Goku became the dead soul he is now.

Now all he does is stare out into the horizon. He doesn't speak, he doesn't eat, and he hardly sleeps. I'm worried he'll die of a broken heart. Goten and I have stopped trying to force him to get better, because the results are horrible.

I leave some of the things I picked up from the store on the counter and head up to see my father. I won't do much I know, but if he is going to die, I want to see him as much as I can.

I walk in to see my horror. My dad had just stabbed himself with mom's blade. I race to him and pull out thew senzu beans in the side drawer. I can feel my dad's life force start to slip away. I give him the bean and the wound heals. He's unconscious though, and it begins to dawn on me.

My dad can't take it anymore.

I pick up his light form and race over to Capsule Corp. I've got to talk to Bulma, she'll know what to do.

I get there and race inside. Bulma inside her lab working on more gizmos. She sees me and gasps at the thin frail form I have laying in my arms.

"What happened Gohan?" she asked in fear. I pant heavily and somehow find the strength to speak.

"He…tried to…to kill himself…" I gasp out. Bulma gets up and has a tear roll down her face. She like me, thought dad would get better.

"Let's get him to a bedroom. I'll get some sleeping pills." We both can't take this. This man in my arms, he's no longer the person we remember. It pains us to know he suffers so much. I can only hope we can save him before times runs out on us…