Hey, I'm ready to post the next chapter! And, it is all because of Dark
Lady, a friend of mine. She's the one who gave me the idea for this
chapter. If you absolutely love it, then you shouldn't only thank me. Most
of the thanks should go to her. Also, this one isn't going to be that long
of a chapter. I'll be skipping a few days and what not. But, it'll still be
just as good. Now, let me write the chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, but I do own this story and I share custody of this chapter with Dark Lady.
Chapter 6
We had gone straight to his house from there. The rest of the ride to Trunks' house had been silent. I didn't even want to look at that freak. He was making me sick. And what he said about how I wouldn't be able to stay away from him that night. It was just disgusting! He had no right to say that. Especially after he killed my father and my best friend. I just couldn't believe him! He had seemed nice when we first met. Everything is going wrong. I can't believe I made the mistake of coming back. I should've stayed at Other World. Then my father would still be alive right now. I'm just so stupid.
I walk over to the couch and sit down. I haven't said a word since Trunks made that comment. And I don't plan on saying anything at that. I don't want to talk to anybody right now. I don't want to be here anymore. But that's impossible. My halo is gone. I know why, too. It's because I proved to king Yemma that I need to stay on earth so that I can resolve my problems. But, there is one way I can go back. I can kill myself. And, I will. I want to get away from these people! But I know that Bulma won't let me stab myself. So, I'll just have to starve myself to death. She can't do anything about that. So, I guess I'll end up getting my way. Sure, I can be real selfish at times but, if you think about it, I'm usually worrying about others.
*Dinner time*
Everyone is at the table now, including myself. Dinner was being served and I wasn't saying anything. I was still thinking about whether or not I was gonna do this. Was I really in the mood to die again? Of course! I wasn't gonna just sit there and let Trunks have his way with me. I sat there silently as the others ate. Goten and Drake had gone home a couple hours ago. I looked over at Bra. She was smiling without a care in the world. I just couldn't believe how calm she was in her own house, when she knew that her brother was a killer. Didn't that bother her at all? How could she live like that?
Trunks looks over at me, "Hey, aren't you gonna eat?"
I just looked in his direction and stared. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged it off. He had probably thought that I had just lost my appetite because I saw my father's dead body. And that I was full because I had had a huge lunch. I got up from the table and walked to my room. I guessed I should call it that since I was living with them now and that was the room I was staying in. I walked over to the bed and sat down. I let out a deep sigh and cried a bit. I ended up crying myself to sleep.
*The next day- morning/ 9:00 a.m.*
I woke up and looked around. I was still in my room and I was still fully clothed. I had guessed that Trunks ended up doing something else instead of raping me. I was relieved. There were no other words that could have described how I felt. I had seriously thought that Trunks was going to rape me while I was asleep. I smiled and ignored my stomach's pleas for food. I was going to continue starving myself. Nobody was gonna stop me. There was just no way.
I got out of the bed and got dressed. I did all the other things necessary for getting ready in the morning. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were a bit swollen, but that was probably because of the amount of times I had cried the previous day. My smile turned into a frown as I walked over to the bedroom door. I pushed it open and walked out of the room. I looked around to make sure no one was in the hall. I smiled once more when I saw that everyone was someplace else.
I walked over to the bathroom with a quick pace. The door had been left wide open, so I just walked right in. I gently closed the door and walked over to the cabinet. I opened the door and looked around for the Tylenol. I could tell I had a bad fever. I found the container and pulled it out of the cupboard. I opened the cap and took out two pills. I got a cup of water so that I could take them. Then I put them in my mouth and with a mouthful of water, I swallowed them. Then I left the bathroom.
I walked over to the living room, where I heard laughter. When I entered the room I saw that Trunks and Bra were watching television. I walked over to the couch and sat next to Bra. She smiled at my presence, but didn't take her eyes off of the T.V. I didn't look over at Trunks to see what he was doing. I actually didn't care at that moment. I didn't care if he died right then and there. I would have probably just laughed.
"Hey, Yuka. Are you hungry?" Trunks' voice sounded.
I just ignored him and continued to watch the television. Lizzie Maguire was on. I kinda liked that show. It just depended on the episode. Some of them were just so boring. On the other hand, some of them I wanted to watch over and over again. We sat there in silence watching the T.V. Trunks didn't say anything after I ignored him. He just watched the show along with Bra and I.
*Three days later- morning/ 7:00 a.m.*
I was stuck in bed, too weak to do anything. Starving myself was taking a toll. I just couldn't believe how thin I had gotten. Bulma was worried sick. I told her it was all right and that I wanted this to happen, but she just said that she was gonna help me get better. But I know she won't be able to. She's already too busy with her work. Anyways, I knew that this would happen. I just thought that it wouldn't be so soon.
Trunks doesn't know yet. We had gotten the week off, so he went on a camping trip with the gang. I really did wonder what his reaction would be. Would he be happy or worried? I was leaning towards the happy reaction. He didn't care about me. Why would he? He had said it himself that he hated me. Plus, he already killed my best friend and my dad. Why would he care if another person died?
He was coming home on that day. So, I would find out what his reaction would really be. Actually, he had just stepped through the door. I could hear his footsteps drawing nearer. I was getting kind of worried. But, once the door was opened, that feeling went away. He looked at me eyes wide open. I could tell he was shocked. He walked over to my bedside and just stared.
Finally he said, "What did you do to yourself?!" I didn't answer instead I just looked away. "You could die, you know?!" Again, I was silent. "I won't let you die! I saved you from death once already, so I know I can do it again!" He quickly walked out of the room and came back a few seconds later with a machine. I moaned when I saw that it was an I.V. He smiled as he put it into me.
Over the next couple days he stayed by my side and made sure that I was alright. I had come to find that he wasn't heartless and that he did care. It just took him a little while to show it. He had proved to me that he wasn't the one who was suppose to kill me. Then I thought about that. King Yemma never said that I was suppose to be murdered by anyone. Maybe I was suppose to die of old age. Or maybe I was wrong.
Well, there it is. There are gonna be a couple twists in the next chapter. I mean hey, this is DBZ, so why haven't there been any villains with supernatural powers? If you want to know what I mean, then please review. That will tell me that you want to find out. Thanks and have a great week.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, but I do own this story and I share custody of this chapter with Dark Lady.
Chapter 6
We had gone straight to his house from there. The rest of the ride to Trunks' house had been silent. I didn't even want to look at that freak. He was making me sick. And what he said about how I wouldn't be able to stay away from him that night. It was just disgusting! He had no right to say that. Especially after he killed my father and my best friend. I just couldn't believe him! He had seemed nice when we first met. Everything is going wrong. I can't believe I made the mistake of coming back. I should've stayed at Other World. Then my father would still be alive right now. I'm just so stupid.
I walk over to the couch and sit down. I haven't said a word since Trunks made that comment. And I don't plan on saying anything at that. I don't want to talk to anybody right now. I don't want to be here anymore. But that's impossible. My halo is gone. I know why, too. It's because I proved to king Yemma that I need to stay on earth so that I can resolve my problems. But, there is one way I can go back. I can kill myself. And, I will. I want to get away from these people! But I know that Bulma won't let me stab myself. So, I'll just have to starve myself to death. She can't do anything about that. So, I guess I'll end up getting my way. Sure, I can be real selfish at times but, if you think about it, I'm usually worrying about others.
*Dinner time*
Everyone is at the table now, including myself. Dinner was being served and I wasn't saying anything. I was still thinking about whether or not I was gonna do this. Was I really in the mood to die again? Of course! I wasn't gonna just sit there and let Trunks have his way with me. I sat there silently as the others ate. Goten and Drake had gone home a couple hours ago. I looked over at Bra. She was smiling without a care in the world. I just couldn't believe how calm she was in her own house, when she knew that her brother was a killer. Didn't that bother her at all? How could she live like that?
Trunks looks over at me, "Hey, aren't you gonna eat?"
I just looked in his direction and stared. He raised an eyebrow and shrugged it off. He had probably thought that I had just lost my appetite because I saw my father's dead body. And that I was full because I had had a huge lunch. I got up from the table and walked to my room. I guessed I should call it that since I was living with them now and that was the room I was staying in. I walked over to the bed and sat down. I let out a deep sigh and cried a bit. I ended up crying myself to sleep.
*The next day- morning/ 9:00 a.m.*
I woke up and looked around. I was still in my room and I was still fully clothed. I had guessed that Trunks ended up doing something else instead of raping me. I was relieved. There were no other words that could have described how I felt. I had seriously thought that Trunks was going to rape me while I was asleep. I smiled and ignored my stomach's pleas for food. I was going to continue starving myself. Nobody was gonna stop me. There was just no way.
I got out of the bed and got dressed. I did all the other things necessary for getting ready in the morning. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were a bit swollen, but that was probably because of the amount of times I had cried the previous day. My smile turned into a frown as I walked over to the bedroom door. I pushed it open and walked out of the room. I looked around to make sure no one was in the hall. I smiled once more when I saw that everyone was someplace else.
I walked over to the bathroom with a quick pace. The door had been left wide open, so I just walked right in. I gently closed the door and walked over to the cabinet. I opened the door and looked around for the Tylenol. I could tell I had a bad fever. I found the container and pulled it out of the cupboard. I opened the cap and took out two pills. I got a cup of water so that I could take them. Then I put them in my mouth and with a mouthful of water, I swallowed them. Then I left the bathroom.
I walked over to the living room, where I heard laughter. When I entered the room I saw that Trunks and Bra were watching television. I walked over to the couch and sat next to Bra. She smiled at my presence, but didn't take her eyes off of the T.V. I didn't look over at Trunks to see what he was doing. I actually didn't care at that moment. I didn't care if he died right then and there. I would have probably just laughed.
"Hey, Yuka. Are you hungry?" Trunks' voice sounded.
I just ignored him and continued to watch the television. Lizzie Maguire was on. I kinda liked that show. It just depended on the episode. Some of them were just so boring. On the other hand, some of them I wanted to watch over and over again. We sat there in silence watching the T.V. Trunks didn't say anything after I ignored him. He just watched the show along with Bra and I.
*Three days later- morning/ 7:00 a.m.*
I was stuck in bed, too weak to do anything. Starving myself was taking a toll. I just couldn't believe how thin I had gotten. Bulma was worried sick. I told her it was all right and that I wanted this to happen, but she just said that she was gonna help me get better. But I know she won't be able to. She's already too busy with her work. Anyways, I knew that this would happen. I just thought that it wouldn't be so soon.
Trunks doesn't know yet. We had gotten the week off, so he went on a camping trip with the gang. I really did wonder what his reaction would be. Would he be happy or worried? I was leaning towards the happy reaction. He didn't care about me. Why would he? He had said it himself that he hated me. Plus, he already killed my best friend and my dad. Why would he care if another person died?
He was coming home on that day. So, I would find out what his reaction would really be. Actually, he had just stepped through the door. I could hear his footsteps drawing nearer. I was getting kind of worried. But, once the door was opened, that feeling went away. He looked at me eyes wide open. I could tell he was shocked. He walked over to my bedside and just stared.
Finally he said, "What did you do to yourself?!" I didn't answer instead I just looked away. "You could die, you know?!" Again, I was silent. "I won't let you die! I saved you from death once already, so I know I can do it again!" He quickly walked out of the room and came back a few seconds later with a machine. I moaned when I saw that it was an I.V. He smiled as he put it into me.
Over the next couple days he stayed by my side and made sure that I was alright. I had come to find that he wasn't heartless and that he did care. It just took him a little while to show it. He had proved to me that he wasn't the one who was suppose to kill me. Then I thought about that. King Yemma never said that I was suppose to be murdered by anyone. Maybe I was suppose to die of old age. Or maybe I was wrong.
Well, there it is. There are gonna be a couple twists in the next chapter. I mean hey, this is DBZ, so why haven't there been any villains with supernatural powers? If you want to know what I mean, then please review. That will tell me that you want to find out. Thanks and have a great week.