"I Love You…Good Bye"
Second to last chappie. Enjoy.
They all lived happily ever after…the end. Just kiddin'…here ya're, more Marron, Trunks, and Goten action for ya.
Disclaimer: Nope, I dun own 'em. I dunno if I would want to…they're so dramatic.
Chapter 22: Desperate
Goten threw the ring down to the floor at Marron's feet. "Take it and spit on it. Just like you did with my heart." Goten stormed off in a fury, leaving a weak-kneed Marron behind. She could feel gravity taking over, wishing to drag her down to the floor. Willing her down to the floor. She would've made it too, if it hadn't been for Trunks, whose strong hands found themselves underneath her arms, hoisting her back up to her feet.
"Marron, he'll do something. Go after him. Tell him anything. Just keep my bestfriend safe." Trunks whispered into Marron's ear. She looked down to the floor and saw a few or her salty tears that had fallen and splattered. No one cared anymore. No one cared that poor little Marron was crying. They cared about Goten now. Marron understood why, too. It was his heart that was broken now, no one else's. Marron nodded and without looking back at Trunks, she hurried after Goten.
~*~Flashback~*~
Upon re-doing her mother's hemming job, Marron had fallen down a flight of stairs, burnt herself with a curling iron, and stubbed her toe that was now laced up in a fancy sandal. Despite the physical pain Marron was feeling, she remained in a happy mood. She had Trunks back. What was there not to be happy about?
But Marron knew…she knew exactly what there was to not be happy about. Goten. How was she going to face him again? How was she going to explain to him that she loved Trunks and not him? How was she going to explain that she'd never loved him? Marron tried not to think about it, but the foreboding thought remained on her mind.
Marron took the hand of the man helping her out of the limousine. She stood up and straightened, smoothing out the small creases in her dress. Bulma and Trunks soon followed her. She took Trunks arm and they walked into the entrance hall. There stood Goten, a grim look plastered across his face. As though he'd been holding it there for a very long time. Marron felt her stomach lurch. She hadn't expected to have to face him so soon.
Goten reached into his pocket and pulled out a black box. He slowly made his way over to Marron and Trunks who stood there as though entranced and not able to move. As he stood just feet away from Marron, he got down on one knee and opened the box. But instead of offering it to Marron, he took the ring out, stood up quickly and threw the ring at her feet. Marron watched as though it were in slow motion. The ring clattering loudly to the ground, while Goten looked at her furiously. He spat out some of the most hurtful and devastating words Marron had ever heard him utter.
~*~Flash Forward~*~
"Goten, please stop!" Marron yelled helplessly as Goten continued to jog away from her. "I can explain! We need to talk, please, Goten!" Marron continued to plead. She stopped for a moment, kicking off her sandals and continued to run. She wasn't going to stop until she caught up with him. She may not love him, but she did care about him. She'd always cared about him.
Goten disappeared around a corner and Marron followed, breathlessly, but never giving up. As she rounded it herself, she found herself on a balcony. The only two occupants of it were she and Goten. The white railing complimented the off white color of the building. There were hanging plants with beautiful blossoming flowers of every color imaginable. If it hadn't been such a grim situation, Marron would've loved to have enjoyed the view more. Below the balcony the crashing waves of the ocean could be heard. The whole hotel was situated on rocks. If someone were to jump from the balcony, they would not survive.
"Goten, please listen to me." Marron begged. Goten turned around slowly and stared at her. Waiting for her to continue. It was just then that Marron didn't know what she was going to say to him. But she had to say something. He was going to do something crazy if she didn't. She took a deep breath and croaked out a few words that had surfaced to her mind. "Goten, I'm not in love with you. But you could do so much better than me. I do care about you. Please, please don't do anything stupid."
There was a pause for a couple minutes in which the both of them stood silently waiting for the other to speak. Slowly Goten smirked. His right hand found its way to his jacket. As he pulled it away, Marron could see the glint of something metal. She looked up quickly as he spoke. His voice was cold and distant.
"There's no one out there like you, Marron. You stabbed me in the back, but I still love you. I can't do any better than that. You were my one and only. My one and only stabbed me in the back. My one and only can do it again." As Goten said this, he took out a dagger that had been hanging from his belt.
Marron's eyes grew to the size of saucers. Her mouth formed the word "No" but her voice wouldn't cooperate.
Slowly, Goten raised the dagger above his head. He looked at Marron, as though asking her to save him. But she couldn't. There was nothing she could do for him now. Without another second of delay, Goten thrust the knife into his chest, puncturing his heart.
Marron's heart stopped. Her mouth finally moved and made sound. She let out a blood-curdling scream and ran to Goten's slumped figure on the ground. She used all her force to turn him over so that he was looking up at her. Her hands shook as she placed his head in her lap, his gaping wound gushing blood all over her and her dress
He was still alive. Not for long, and Marron knew that he would be dead soon. She cradled him in her arms, rocking back and forth, sobbing.
"What have I done…I've killed you…I'm so sorry, Goten. I'm so sorry…" Marron sobbed into Goten's hair as his chest rose and fell sharply. His wheezing gasps of air were becoming shallower.
"Marron…go live your life with Trunks. Be happy. I love you forever." Goten's last words were the most sincere Marron had ever heard. Marron took Goten's hand in her own and squeezed it, as though trying to transfer her life to him. He squeezed back for a moment. Then, all in one second, his whole body became limp. No noise escaped from his soft, pale, and bloody lips anymore. His chest discontinued its rising and falling motions. His hand went limp in hers. His eyes closed slowly as the rest of his life left him.
Marron's whole body seized up and began to shake violently. "I've killed you…I've killed you…" Marron shook even more when this thought hit her.
Marron's vision blurred as she passed out. She slumped over Goten's dead and bloodied figure. Her porcelain face weathered. Her tears turned to blood. A part of her had died as well.
*fin
Next chapter's the last. Hope you enjoyed. Oh, btw…I forgot to say. Angst warning.
~MizzSpiegel
