A Twist of Fate- Chapter 2
Goku watched the girl lying in the bed. She was having another nightmare, he thought. Her eyes were squinted shut and her face drew up with every wince. Goku sighed. It has been two days since she showed up. But no one still didn't know anything about her, let alone if she was going to wake up. He came out of his wondering when her heard her cry out. He went over to the bed and pushed her hair away from her face. She winced at the touch of his hand, however brief. Goku straightened back up and headed back towards the chair, but paused when he heard another cry come from her lips. This time when he turned around, she had tears running down her cheeks. I wonder what demons she's battling? Goku thought with a frown. Trista suddenly shot up in bed, breathing heavily and shaking, badly. Goku raced over to her.
"Are you alright?"
He waved his hand in front of her face. She didn't respond. Goku became more puzzled over this. Maybe she's not even awake. His eyes narrowed in thought. He helped her layback, pulling the covers over her once again. He turned and went back to his chair. When he turned around, her eyes were closed.
~A Week Later~
Goku woke up to the sun shining in his face. He stretched and his eyes went straight to the bed. She was gone! He jumped up, looking around the room. No one but him occupied the room. He ran to the doorway, looking up and down the hallway. She wasn't anywhere to be seen. He heard voices coming from downstairs, and he made his way to the first floor of Capsule Corporation. He walked into the living room and stopped in his tracks. What in the world! There she was, sitting on the couch, sipping coke! He frowned.
"Why aren't you still in bed?"
Trista's cheeks turned a bright red, and she opened her mouth to answer, but Bulma cut her off.
"For goodness sake Goku, she's been cooped up in that room for almost a week! Leave her alone!"
She humphed and resumed her eating. Trista just shrugged, laughter in her eyes. Goku walked over to the chair facing the couch. He threaded his fingers together, and looked at Trista.
"Well," he began, "since you're well enough to drink soda, then you're well enough to give answers."
She set her coke down, then looked back at Goku.
"What do you wanna know?"
Goku blinked. Her voice! It was most unusual, but he liked it. It sounded like..Goku disregarded his thoughts and looked at Trista. One eyebrow was raised. She's expecting a question! His mind told him. I know, he thought. Her voice just caught me off guard.
"Well, for starter's, how did you get here?"
Bulma gaped at him, then recovered herself. She crossed her arms.
"It's obvious how she got here Goku. She fell from the sky."
Bulma rolled her eyes. Trista looked at Bulma and blinked.
"I did?"
Bulma looked at Trista in shock.
"You..you don't remember?"
"Um, no I don't."
"Well, you did fall from the sky." Bulma began, giving Goku an agitated look when he tried to butt in.
"You didn't slam onto the ground. It....It was more like you floated." "And," she began again, "Goku flew you all the way here. It was so romantic! He had you clutched in his arms, as if to protect you from the world." She clasped her hands together.
"That's my Goku."
She had a faraway look in her eyes, and Trista looked at Goku, her mouth twitching. Goku rolled his eyes.
"Bulma, that has nothing to do with how she got here. And I'm not talking about Capsule Corporation." He looked at Trista and cocked a brow.
"Care to enlighten us?"
Trista turned to the sound of Vegeta's voice. Gohan and future Trunks were standing behind him. Even though Vegeta had moved, Trista's eyes were riveted to the purple haired man.
"Hello Vegeta, Gohan,....Trunks."
She gave a little smile as all three mouths dropped in surprise. That's four if you count Goku, but Trista wasn't facing him at the moment. She cleared her throat, and began.