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" Don't touch me." I say as I lean against the wall of our old, empty cell.
" Kakarot..." Vegeta mumbles with a frightened look on his face.
" I'm okay," I reassure.
"Are you sure? Why are you in here?"
" Leave me alone."
" Kakarot?"
" Leave me!"
Vegeta walks out of the cell and down the hall. I sit in the corner of our old cell staring at the wall. I can't believe this has happened. My wife was just murdered and it was mostly my fault. What could I have done?
I hold my chest and the broken ribs that bruise me. My breathing is painful because of them. My whole body is torn up because of the beating I took. But that doesn't matter. My wife was just murdered, and right now our whole planet is being exterminated.
My wife... I can still see her corpse lying at my feet. My eyes widen with shock again as if time keeps repeating itself. But this time I let go.
" No!!!" I scream and fall toward the ground, sending my fists to it. In my blind fury and rage, I continue to beat it, not minding the blood flying from my busted knuckles.
How could I let this happen?! I start to weep and cannot control it. It was my responsibility to keep them safe....
I start to cough, and blood drips from my lip onto the ground, mixing with tears, sweat, and saliva. I crawl back into the corner and vomit. The picture of my wife lying on the ground in a puddle of her blood and the insides of her head spread about her... flashes in my mind.
Calm down Goku... I try to tell myself before I make myself more sick.
I stand up and walk to the window. I look out and all I see is the remainders of Earth; small particles left from the explosion, the explosion Frieza caused. I feel as if the whole situation has me traumatized. I start to feel light-headed from either all the blood loss, or shock. I fall to the ground.
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" Kakarot..." I hear a light humming voice near my ear.
I open my eyes slowly and my vision is partially blurred.
" Vegeta? What happened?" I mumble; I can hardly make out my own words.
" You passed out because you lost so much blood, but you should be okay now." He wipes my face with a wet rag that stains red with the dry blood he removes from my scarred up face.
" How long was I out?" I ask and wince in pain as I try to sit up.
" Five days..." He says quietly.
" Five days?!"
" Yes. But I knew you would be okay... You told me."
" What do you mean?"
" In all your pain and rest, you still found a way to reassure me that everything would be alright."
" Oh.."
" You still need more rest."
" No."
" Kakarot you're still weak from all that happened."
" I don't care." I say as I try to sit up again.
Vegeta tries to lay me back down by pressing gently on my shoulders. " Please Kakarot, rest."
" No!" I push his hands away and sit up.
Vegeta sits down next to me with his head down. I have upset him.
What has happened to me? Look what I have turned into! Frieza's plan seems to be working. He wanted this to happen. I can't let it happen though.. I can't.
" I'm sorry, Vegeta."
" It's okay. I understand what you are going through...He did the same thing when he came to our planet..."
I look around to make sure no one is nearby. We're in the medical ward, and we're all alone.
" We're going to get out of here. I swear to you Vegeta, I won't let him turn me into one of his killing machines. I will get you out of here no matter what. I swear."
" Kakarot, that's foolish. You know his power. We won't be able to get away."
" Don't doubt me!" I yell in almost anger.
" I'm not Kakarot...."
" I will get you out of here no matter what it takes."
" Us. WE will get US out of here."
" Yes... us."
We both sit silent for a moment, and it almost becomes too long. I pull Vegeta to me and hold him tight in my arms.
" We'll be okay." I say.
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Vegeta and I sit in the dining facility, accompanied by other warriors in the far corner, eating our meager rations. I look around nervously. Frieza is not here. His presence would make things worse for me, though.
We do not talk. All of us sit silently and eat the foul tasting meal. Vegeta and I are seated next to each other, and his hand rests on my thigh, lightly rubbing it in a calming way.
" Vegeta..." I hear Frieza hiss from near his ear.
Vegeta jumps in near shock, but finds his composure. He stands up and faces Frieza.
" Yes, sir?"
" Join me in my living quarters. How about my bedroom? Just come when you finish here."
To his bedroom? What does he want? Is he kidding?!
" Yes, sir." Vegeta says as Frieza walks away.
Vegeta sits down, and I turn my head so that I am near his ear, my lips nearly grazing it.
" Don't go," I whisper.
"I have to."
I turn back to my meal and stab my fork into the tough meat. I don't want you to go, you know what he wants to do.
" No Kakarot, just.. don't worry about it. I'll take care of it."
I stab my meal again, slightly angered. I won't let Frieza take advantage of him. I refuse to let that happen. I would rather die then let that happen.
Vegeta stands up and walks out, meanwhile I try to stay calm as I grit my teeth.
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