If you are worried about Bulma being a coward, don't ! She will change ..
Just bear with me, ok ?
If I thought my life was complicated before, now I knew it was totally fucked up. Bound to Vegeta - not a pleasant thought at all.
After biding my friends good bye, I went straight to bed to think of a way to get out of the mess I had got myself in. As I lay there, in the bed that held me since I was a little girl, I started to understand that life is anything but simple. Being rich, smart and beautiful was, apparently, not a guarantee to happiness.
That night I came very close to loosing my life.
A noise woke me up. A glance at the clock told me it was 3 am. I calmed myself, thinking that nobody could come past the security robots. Nobody except .
I practically flew off the bed and down the stairs. The sleep that had encased me less then 5 minutes ago, had vanished as if by magic.
The noise was disappearing .. it moved in front of me, through the living room and out in the open.
There he was. On my front lawn, his back turned to me.
"Vegeta ?"
Nothing.
I summoned up my courage, and went to him.
"Vegeta?" I asked again, as my hand touched his shoulder.
"Do not touch me!" he growled darkly.
I quickly pulled my hand. I really liked having two hands, plus working in the lab with only the left hand was a challenge I just wasn't ready to embrace.
It was getting really infuriating, the way he stared right ahead, ignoring me so openly. So, I used my own "Big Bang" attack.
"Vegeta, I'm pregnant !" Simple and blunt, as he liked it.
"And that concerns me because ."
"Because it's your baby also !" There, I've said it.
Vegeta is a mother fucker bastard, but I think he at least deserved to know about Trunks.
"Is it?" he inquired in a deceptively calm voice. "How can you be sure ?"
"Just what are you implying, mister ?"
"Just that you spend your time whoring around."
"Excuse me ?" Breathing was becoming a challenging task at that point.
"After all, look how easy you spread your legs for me." He chuckled darkly before finally turning to face me.
Despite the dim light, I was still able to see the sardonic smirk he wore.
"But then again, that bastard you're carrying could be mine. Considering what an ugly, dumb bitch you are I really doubt that a man could ever come close to you without vomiting."
"Wwhat ?"
"After all, I did it to compensate your providing me with a shelter by showing you what fucking means. You were a quick and easy lay, and not even a good one. I will not sire a hybrid born out of a pity-encounter. You'd better get rid of him."
I swear the bastard seemed amused by his words. I was angry, but most of all I was hurt. My best efforts to stop the tears from falling were doomed to fail.
"Vegeta, you got it all wrong. I don't want anything from you, you will have no connection with this baby. He is my son, and my son alone."
He crossed his arms and grunted a
"Perfect."
Then, as he entered the house, he had one more thing left to say:
"Have my GR repaired by tomorrow"
I just stood there, tears in my eyes, afraid shitless. Vegeta was not going to help me ! Honestly, I didn't think he would, but a tiny ray of hope still existed. I was going to die, carrying Trunks ! And my son was going to die with me. I felt like running after him and begging for a little of his energy. But, then again, that would only serve him as an humiliation weapon. Another one.
Did he really mean what he said ? did he just sleep with me out of pity ? Was I so undesirable ? I mean I knew that during our night spend together he did the whole work and I sort of hold on, but was I that bad ?
Sure, I kept on telling myself that I was pretty and smart, but, then again, maybe I was just fooling myself. Why don't I have a man to love me, if I have all this qualities.
I stood there, bare feet in the snow till sunrise. Only then did I realise the fact that I was only in my PJs and that there must have been several degrees below 0.
As I climbed in my bed, the only thought left was "What a Christmas present !"
If I thought my life was complicated before, now I knew it was totally fucked up. Bound to Vegeta - not a pleasant thought at all.
After biding my friends good bye, I went straight to bed to think of a way to get out of the mess I had got myself in. As I lay there, in the bed that held me since I was a little girl, I started to understand that life is anything but simple. Being rich, smart and beautiful was, apparently, not a guarantee to happiness.
That night I came very close to loosing my life.
A noise woke me up. A glance at the clock told me it was 3 am. I calmed myself, thinking that nobody could come past the security robots. Nobody except .
I practically flew off the bed and down the stairs. The sleep that had encased me less then 5 minutes ago, had vanished as if by magic.
The noise was disappearing .. it moved in front of me, through the living room and out in the open.
There he was. On my front lawn, his back turned to me.
"Vegeta ?"
Nothing.
I summoned up my courage, and went to him.
"Vegeta?" I asked again, as my hand touched his shoulder.
"Do not touch me!" he growled darkly.
I quickly pulled my hand. I really liked having two hands, plus working in the lab with only the left hand was a challenge I just wasn't ready to embrace.
It was getting really infuriating, the way he stared right ahead, ignoring me so openly. So, I used my own "Big Bang" attack.
"Vegeta, I'm pregnant !" Simple and blunt, as he liked it.
"And that concerns me because ."
"Because it's your baby also !" There, I've said it.
Vegeta is a mother fucker bastard, but I think he at least deserved to know about Trunks.
"Is it?" he inquired in a deceptively calm voice. "How can you be sure ?"
"Just what are you implying, mister ?"
"Just that you spend your time whoring around."
"Excuse me ?" Breathing was becoming a challenging task at that point.
"After all, look how easy you spread your legs for me." He chuckled darkly before finally turning to face me.
Despite the dim light, I was still able to see the sardonic smirk he wore.
"But then again, that bastard you're carrying could be mine. Considering what an ugly, dumb bitch you are I really doubt that a man could ever come close to you without vomiting."
"Wwhat ?"
"After all, I did it to compensate your providing me with a shelter by showing you what fucking means. You were a quick and easy lay, and not even a good one. I will not sire a hybrid born out of a pity-encounter. You'd better get rid of him."
I swear the bastard seemed amused by his words. I was angry, but most of all I was hurt. My best efforts to stop the tears from falling were doomed to fail.
"Vegeta, you got it all wrong. I don't want anything from you, you will have no connection with this baby. He is my son, and my son alone."
He crossed his arms and grunted a
"Perfect."
Then, as he entered the house, he had one more thing left to say:
"Have my GR repaired by tomorrow"
I just stood there, tears in my eyes, afraid shitless. Vegeta was not going to help me ! Honestly, I didn't think he would, but a tiny ray of hope still existed. I was going to die, carrying Trunks ! And my son was going to die with me. I felt like running after him and begging for a little of his energy. But, then again, that would only serve him as an humiliation weapon. Another one.
Did he really mean what he said ? did he just sleep with me out of pity ? Was I so undesirable ? I mean I knew that during our night spend together he did the whole work and I sort of hold on, but was I that bad ?
Sure, I kept on telling myself that I was pretty and smart, but, then again, maybe I was just fooling myself. Why don't I have a man to love me, if I have all this qualities.
I stood there, bare feet in the snow till sunrise. Only then did I realise the fact that I was only in my PJs and that there must have been several degrees below 0.
As I climbed in my bed, the only thought left was "What a Christmas present !"