Guilt Causing Reaction
A few weeks had passed since the rape and Trunks had only seen Pan and Goten once and they basically told him they never want to see him again. Bulma's attempts to understand him weren't helping and Vegeta's grueling sparing matches only made thing worse. He'd come home late, sleep all day then leave again. No one knew where he would go not that they didn't care. There just wasn't much they could do about it.
"I hate you Brief Trunks!" Pan's voice echoed in his head as he sat in the smoke filled room of Jordan's basement. Everything was so messed up and he didn't know how to fix it.
"Give me that!" He barked grabbing the joint from Jordan. "This shit doesn't even get me high anymore!"
Jordan laughed. "That's because you are building a tolerance. Try this." He said pulling a bag out of this pocket throwing it to Trunks.
"What is it?" Trunks asked catching the bag and examining it curiously. There was a white powder substance in the bottom of the bag.
"It's coke. That shit will fuck you up!"
Trunks held the bag in front of him. "Well, pass the tinfoil then!"
Few hours later Trunks sat in a circle with his 'friend'. In this time he has smoked Pot, snorted Coke, and was in the middle of shooting Heroin.
Some girl sitting on Jordan's lap jumped off him and landed on Trunks who was in taking the needle out of his arm. It snapped and broke off inside him.
"Ahh! You stupid bitch!" Trunks shouted knocking her to the ground. "Look what she did! Put a leash on your bitch, Jordan!" Trunks yelled pulling the broken needle form his arm and threw it to the floor.
Jordan started laughing again. "Don't get bent out of shape, Trunks. It's not like you felt it anyway!" He said elbowing Steve.
Trunks looked at his arm which had started to bleed. He raised his eyebrow and shrugged. "Yeah, I didn't feel a damn thing!" He laughed as a girl Trunks had never seen before fell into his lap.
"Hey Trunks. This is Ashley. I thought she could help take your mind off of Pan." Steve said. Trunks looked at Steve with a questioning expression on his face. "I don't think that's a good idea-"
Trunks was silenced as Ashley forced her tongue into his mouth. Trunks didn't put up a fight for he couldn't. The mixture of drugs in his system were starting to take affect. Everything felt too good to put an end to.
"Take him into the next room. He's trashed and you need some privacy." Jordan said taking, yet, another bag from his pocket. "Give him some of this and he'll pick back up."
She took the beg and lead Trunks to the next room. She put him on the bed and pulled out a few pills from the bag. "Acid, huh. This should help you stand at attention." she said crawling on top of him. She opened his mouth and put a pill on his tongue and kissed him again.
"How's that?" She asked.
Trunks opened and closed his eyes. "A little better."
"Good 'cause I'm going to make you forget all about her." She said opening his shirt. She traced hot kisses down his chest to his belt which she undid. "Lets have a look at what I'm dealing with here." She said putting her hand down his boxers.
Trunks grunted as her eyes widened. "Wow, you're a big boy!"
Trunks grabbed her wrist and pulled her face close to his. "Stop playing games."
She shivered above him becoming even more aroused. "What ever you say." She said lifting her dress over her head. She removed her panties and pulled Trunks' pants and boxers down to his knees.
She then lowered herself on to his throbbing shaft. Trunks hips jerked and he grabbed her by her hair pulling her back to him once again. "You one of Jordan's whores now?" He asked roughly thrusting himself into her.
"No." She moaned licking his bottom lip. "But why would I pass up a chance to sleep with someone like you?"
Trunks released her and put his hands on her hips. She sat up and continued thrusting herself over his strained erection. She put her hands on the hard muscles of his chest and grinded into his hard. She moaned loudly and threw her head back.
Trunks moaned and squeezed her waist. "Pan..." He whispered so that she couldn't hear.
"What?" She asked leaning on top of him. "It's alright. Let me know how I'm making you feel."
Trunks shook his head. "NO, PAN!!! He shouted digging his fingers into her hips. He pulled her from him and threw her to the bed. He jumped up and pulled his pants back up.
"What are you doing?" She asked angrily.
"Your not the one I want! I don't love you!" He shouted as the drugs surged through his veins. He turned and broke through the bedroom door. Jordan and everyone else in the room stood up in surprise.
"Trunks, what's wrong?" Jordan asked walking towards him.
Trunks grabbed him by the throat and slammed him into the wall. "You dare to take something that's only meant for the one I love!"
Jordan grabbed at Trunks' hand. "I don't know what your talking about. Your messed up, Trunks. You don't know what your doing!"
"I know exactly what I'm doing! It's all your fault! I should crush your wind pipe right now!" Trunks shouted tightening his grip.
Steve jumped on Trunks back in an attempted to help Jordan. Trunks only laughed and threw him to the side.
"Your going to fight me? Are you forgetting who I am? I could kill everyone in his room if I wanted!" Trunks shook his head and glared at Jordan who looked as though he was about to faint. "Killing you would be a waste of my time." He said dropping him to the floor.
Jordan crawled away from him and coughed holding his throat. "You need to sleep, man. The drugs are making you crazy." He choked.
"Sleep isn't what I need I just need to get away from you. It's over Jordan. No more parties and drugs!" Trunks said leaving Jordan's house.
Sometime later Trunks pushed open the front door and fell to the floor in the middle of the living room. He was coming down from the energy the Acid had given him. He tried standing up put failed and knocked over a lamp which shattered when hitting the ground. It made a loud crash waking everyone in the house up.
"Shit." Trunks whispered to himself finally crawling to a standing position as Vegeta came flying down the stair.
"What the hell are you doing?! I thought I told you to come home at a descent hour or not come home at all!" He shouted cornering Trunks by the stairs.
Trunks shook his head slowly from side to side and stumbled trying to keep from falling into Vegeta. "Fine, I'll just leave then." Trunks said pushing his father to the side.
"What's wrong with you? Are you on something?" Vegeta asked grabbing him by the arm.
"I'm fine. Leave me alone!" Trunks shouted taking a step forward. He stumbled and fell to the floor in front of Vegeta. "I think I'm..." Trunks muttered feeling his stomach wrench. He looked up at his father and vomited all over the black pajama pants he was wearing.
Bulma came running down the stairs so fast she fell on Vegeta who caught her. "OH MY GOD!! What's wrong with him! Why does he look like that?!" She screamed frantically.
Trunks face was pure white and he had started to swear profusely. He had also become quit thin from not eating. "It hurts...everything hurts! I can't breath!" Trunks shouted grabbing his chest vomiting again, but on the floor more then Vegeta this time. "I'M DYING!" He screamed passing out on the floor.
"Vegeta!! My baby," She cried. "Save my baby!" She screamed flailing her arms about in the air. She fell on Trunks and wrapped her arms around him. She began to rock back and forth.
Vegeta grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up. She shook her roughly trying to bring her to her senses. "Shut up woman!" He shouted. "I'll take him to the hospital, but I can only carry him. Go to that clowns house then meet me there." He said dropping her to the ground. He picked Trunks up and took off through the front door.
Bulma screamed and grabbed the car keys. She ran upstairs and pulled the covers right off of Bra who shouted feeling the cold air.
"Mom? What the hell?!"
"Don't what the hell me young lady! Your brothers sick and your fathers taking him to the hospital right now! Get your ass out of bed this moment!"
Word got around fast, so by the time Trunks got into a hospital bed everyone was on they're way over.
Trunks had begun to seizure as they rolled his through the hall and an operating room. They rolled him over into another gurney and tried to calm him before there was any damage. They shined a flash light into his eyes, but he gave no response.
"We're going to have to pump his stomach and try to get whatever other drugs are I his system out for he's going to die!" One of the doctors said frantically to Vegeta who was staring at his only son. "Sir? Do I have your permission?" He asked shouting this time.
"Huh," Vegeta shook his head and pulled his eyes from Trunks. "Yes! Yes, god do whatever you have too! Just save my boy!" He shouted. For once in his life he was on the verge of crying for his son.
The doctor ran a tube into Trunks mouth and started pumping a black substance into his stomach which caused Trunks to sit up and vomit. He throw up the black substance and all the drugs that were left in him that he had taken orally.
Trunks fell back onto the bed coughing. Everything was blurry and he didn't know were he was. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion to him. All he could think was he didn't want to throw up again. It hurt so bad all he wanted was for the pain to go away, then...he saw her.
Pan sunk into the room and stood a few feet away from Trunks. He turned his head to look at her and put his hand out. "Pan, please..." Pan put her hand to her mouth and started crying as she reached out to take his hand.
"Hey! Your not supposed to be in here! Someone get her out of her!" The doctor shouted pointing at her.
"NO!" Pan screamed taking Trunks' hand as Goten grabbed her around the waist. "Please, Goten! He needs me!" She cried.
"Pan, your going to get in trouble and you'll only get in the way!" He said pulling her hand free and drug her kicking and screaming back into the hallway.
She slammed herself to the glass as Trunks flat lined.
A few weeks had passed since the rape and Trunks had only seen Pan and Goten once and they basically told him they never want to see him again. Bulma's attempts to understand him weren't helping and Vegeta's grueling sparing matches only made thing worse. He'd come home late, sleep all day then leave again. No one knew where he would go not that they didn't care. There just wasn't much they could do about it.
"I hate you Brief Trunks!" Pan's voice echoed in his head as he sat in the smoke filled room of Jordan's basement. Everything was so messed up and he didn't know how to fix it.
"Give me that!" He barked grabbing the joint from Jordan. "This shit doesn't even get me high anymore!"
Jordan laughed. "That's because you are building a tolerance. Try this." He said pulling a bag out of this pocket throwing it to Trunks.
"What is it?" Trunks asked catching the bag and examining it curiously. There was a white powder substance in the bottom of the bag.
"It's coke. That shit will fuck you up!"
Trunks held the bag in front of him. "Well, pass the tinfoil then!"
Few hours later Trunks sat in a circle with his 'friend'. In this time he has smoked Pot, snorted Coke, and was in the middle of shooting Heroin.
Some girl sitting on Jordan's lap jumped off him and landed on Trunks who was in taking the needle out of his arm. It snapped and broke off inside him.
"Ahh! You stupid bitch!" Trunks shouted knocking her to the ground. "Look what she did! Put a leash on your bitch, Jordan!" Trunks yelled pulling the broken needle form his arm and threw it to the floor.
Jordan started laughing again. "Don't get bent out of shape, Trunks. It's not like you felt it anyway!" He said elbowing Steve.
Trunks looked at his arm which had started to bleed. He raised his eyebrow and shrugged. "Yeah, I didn't feel a damn thing!" He laughed as a girl Trunks had never seen before fell into his lap.
"Hey Trunks. This is Ashley. I thought she could help take your mind off of Pan." Steve said. Trunks looked at Steve with a questioning expression on his face. "I don't think that's a good idea-"
Trunks was silenced as Ashley forced her tongue into his mouth. Trunks didn't put up a fight for he couldn't. The mixture of drugs in his system were starting to take affect. Everything felt too good to put an end to.
"Take him into the next room. He's trashed and you need some privacy." Jordan said taking, yet, another bag from his pocket. "Give him some of this and he'll pick back up."
She took the beg and lead Trunks to the next room. She put him on the bed and pulled out a few pills from the bag. "Acid, huh. This should help you stand at attention." she said crawling on top of him. She opened his mouth and put a pill on his tongue and kissed him again.
"How's that?" She asked.
Trunks opened and closed his eyes. "A little better."
"Good 'cause I'm going to make you forget all about her." She said opening his shirt. She traced hot kisses down his chest to his belt which she undid. "Lets have a look at what I'm dealing with here." She said putting her hand down his boxers.
Trunks grunted as her eyes widened. "Wow, you're a big boy!"
Trunks grabbed her wrist and pulled her face close to his. "Stop playing games."
She shivered above him becoming even more aroused. "What ever you say." She said lifting her dress over her head. She removed her panties and pulled Trunks' pants and boxers down to his knees.
She then lowered herself on to his throbbing shaft. Trunks hips jerked and he grabbed her by her hair pulling her back to him once again. "You one of Jordan's whores now?" He asked roughly thrusting himself into her.
"No." She moaned licking his bottom lip. "But why would I pass up a chance to sleep with someone like you?"
Trunks released her and put his hands on her hips. She sat up and continued thrusting herself over his strained erection. She put her hands on the hard muscles of his chest and grinded into his hard. She moaned loudly and threw her head back.
Trunks moaned and squeezed her waist. "Pan..." He whispered so that she couldn't hear.
"What?" She asked leaning on top of him. "It's alright. Let me know how I'm making you feel."
Trunks shook his head. "NO, PAN!!! He shouted digging his fingers into her hips. He pulled her from him and threw her to the bed. He jumped up and pulled his pants back up.
"What are you doing?" She asked angrily.
"Your not the one I want! I don't love you!" He shouted as the drugs surged through his veins. He turned and broke through the bedroom door. Jordan and everyone else in the room stood up in surprise.
"Trunks, what's wrong?" Jordan asked walking towards him.
Trunks grabbed him by the throat and slammed him into the wall. "You dare to take something that's only meant for the one I love!"
Jordan grabbed at Trunks' hand. "I don't know what your talking about. Your messed up, Trunks. You don't know what your doing!"
"I know exactly what I'm doing! It's all your fault! I should crush your wind pipe right now!" Trunks shouted tightening his grip.
Steve jumped on Trunks back in an attempted to help Jordan. Trunks only laughed and threw him to the side.
"Your going to fight me? Are you forgetting who I am? I could kill everyone in his room if I wanted!" Trunks shook his head and glared at Jordan who looked as though he was about to faint. "Killing you would be a waste of my time." He said dropping him to the floor.
Jordan crawled away from him and coughed holding his throat. "You need to sleep, man. The drugs are making you crazy." He choked.
"Sleep isn't what I need I just need to get away from you. It's over Jordan. No more parties and drugs!" Trunks said leaving Jordan's house.
Sometime later Trunks pushed open the front door and fell to the floor in the middle of the living room. He was coming down from the energy the Acid had given him. He tried standing up put failed and knocked over a lamp which shattered when hitting the ground. It made a loud crash waking everyone in the house up.
"Shit." Trunks whispered to himself finally crawling to a standing position as Vegeta came flying down the stair.
"What the hell are you doing?! I thought I told you to come home at a descent hour or not come home at all!" He shouted cornering Trunks by the stairs.
Trunks shook his head slowly from side to side and stumbled trying to keep from falling into Vegeta. "Fine, I'll just leave then." Trunks said pushing his father to the side.
"What's wrong with you? Are you on something?" Vegeta asked grabbing him by the arm.
"I'm fine. Leave me alone!" Trunks shouted taking a step forward. He stumbled and fell to the floor in front of Vegeta. "I think I'm..." Trunks muttered feeling his stomach wrench. He looked up at his father and vomited all over the black pajama pants he was wearing.
Bulma came running down the stairs so fast she fell on Vegeta who caught her. "OH MY GOD!! What's wrong with him! Why does he look like that?!" She screamed frantically.
Trunks face was pure white and he had started to swear profusely. He had also become quit thin from not eating. "It hurts...everything hurts! I can't breath!" Trunks shouted grabbing his chest vomiting again, but on the floor more then Vegeta this time. "I'M DYING!" He screamed passing out on the floor.
"Vegeta!! My baby," She cried. "Save my baby!" She screamed flailing her arms about in the air. She fell on Trunks and wrapped her arms around him. She began to rock back and forth.
Vegeta grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up. She shook her roughly trying to bring her to her senses. "Shut up woman!" He shouted. "I'll take him to the hospital, but I can only carry him. Go to that clowns house then meet me there." He said dropping her to the ground. He picked Trunks up and took off through the front door.
Bulma screamed and grabbed the car keys. She ran upstairs and pulled the covers right off of Bra who shouted feeling the cold air.
"Mom? What the hell?!"
"Don't what the hell me young lady! Your brothers sick and your fathers taking him to the hospital right now! Get your ass out of bed this moment!"
Word got around fast, so by the time Trunks got into a hospital bed everyone was on they're way over.
Trunks had begun to seizure as they rolled his through the hall and an operating room. They rolled him over into another gurney and tried to calm him before there was any damage. They shined a flash light into his eyes, but he gave no response.
"We're going to have to pump his stomach and try to get whatever other drugs are I his system out for he's going to die!" One of the doctors said frantically to Vegeta who was staring at his only son. "Sir? Do I have your permission?" He asked shouting this time.
"Huh," Vegeta shook his head and pulled his eyes from Trunks. "Yes! Yes, god do whatever you have too! Just save my boy!" He shouted. For once in his life he was on the verge of crying for his son.
The doctor ran a tube into Trunks mouth and started pumping a black substance into his stomach which caused Trunks to sit up and vomit. He throw up the black substance and all the drugs that were left in him that he had taken orally.
Trunks fell back onto the bed coughing. Everything was blurry and he didn't know were he was. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion to him. All he could think was he didn't want to throw up again. It hurt so bad all he wanted was for the pain to go away, then...he saw her.
Pan sunk into the room and stood a few feet away from Trunks. He turned his head to look at her and put his hand out. "Pan, please..." Pan put her hand to her mouth and started crying as she reached out to take his hand.
"Hey! Your not supposed to be in here! Someone get her out of her!" The doctor shouted pointing at her.
"NO!" Pan screamed taking Trunks' hand as Goten grabbed her around the waist. "Please, Goten! He needs me!" She cried.
"Pan, your going to get in trouble and you'll only get in the way!" He said pulling her hand free and drug her kicking and screaming back into the hallway.
She slammed herself to the glass as Trunks flat lined.