1st of all, I would like to say that the weird formatting in the last
chapter is not my fault. My computer does something really weird and I
dunno how to stop it so...I'm sorry.
Anywho, disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE DRAGON BALL Z CHARACTERS
OK!!!!!!!!!!!! good :)
p.s. from this point forward I will be in 3rd person becasue Joy is done
with her story part (see the very beginning of chapter 1)
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Four years later, two people said "I do".
I stood at the alter trying my very hardest not to think about Trunks. If only it was our wedding. If only he was there with me, if only... but it wasn't, it was Krillin and Android 18's wedding. I really was very happy for them, but the wedding was making me think of Trunks and that was making me feel a little depressed. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the minister say, "You may now kiss the bride," and Krillin and 18 kissed. There was an audible "awwwwwwww" from the audience becuase no one had seen them kiss, and it was really cute. (18 gave everyone an evil look after they were done kissing.) Everyone applauded and laughed and started filing out for the food :)
"No, no Joy, bridesmaids and groomsmen eat at the head table."
"Yes, I know Bulma, we went over all of this at the rehearsal dinner."
"Yeah, but I had to make sure you knew." I rolled my eyes but said nothing. Bulma had been the wedding planner and done nothing but tell everyone what to do next and then repeat that...and then repeat it again...and again...etc. I went over to the table with the bride and groom and sat down next to my date, Andrew. I smiled and congratulated the happy couple and started eating. ***
"Well, here we are, home sweet home."
"Yeah, I had a great time, thanks for inviting me."
I smiled, "Thanks for coming and putting up with all my weird friends and their relatives."
"It was fun," he said starting to lean forward. I knew what was coming next and I also knew that I wasn't ready and pulled back...it just didn't seem fair to Trunks.
"Andrew...you're a great guy, but I would prefer to know you better before we start kissing."
"Fair enough, I'm sorry. So, what are you doing next Saturday?"
"I don't know yet, call me tomorrow and we'll talk about it okay?"
Andrew was slightly hurt, but still nodded. "O...okay, talk to you then."
I smiled and nodded, "Bye."
"Bye." I smiled then turned my car around and started driving back to the reception. I knew the party would go on all night if the Z Fighters had their way which is why Andrew had to get home, he had a huge test tomorrow and needed his sleep. As I passed by Capsule Corp I sensed something. "What's Vegeta doing there?" I didn't feel much like going back to something that would make me think of Trunks, so I turned to Capsule Corp to annoy Vegeta...that always cheered me up. When I walked in I found Vegeta sitting on the couch.
"What do you want?"
"Nice to see you, too," I said.
"Look, kid, now is not a good time, okay?"
"Why not? The lovey dovey stuff just too much for you?" Vegeta looked at me so sadly that I felt a little bad for him and found myself asking, "You want to talk about it?"
"No, I just want to be alone."
I was a little surprised to find that I was willing to do this for him. "O...okay, mind if I'm alone with you?"
"What, the lovey dovey stuff too much for you?"
I rolled her eyes and suddenly felt all of that good will I just had for him leaving. "Look," I started a little too loud, "I haven't seen or even heard from Trunks in three months, we've been together for four years, you honestly think I want to be at a wedding right now!?!"
"If I remember correctly, that is your fault," Vegeta retaliated. That shut me up; he was right.
"Yeah, well..." I started stupidly. "You don't know the whole story."
"Yeah, I don't think anyone does."
"No, no one does," I said sitting down on the floor because Vegeta was giving me a look that said 'come any closer and I'll kill you'. Then the memory came back and I started crying.
Vegeta probably started to panic; boys have a tendency to panic when girls cry and Trunks had told me that when Bulma cried she locked her self in her room and refused to talk to anyone. "Look, do you want to just tell me?" he asked. Yep, I was right.
I looked up, then felt myself nod. Vegeta then had to wait as patiently as he could for me to stop crying to talk. "I was raped."
Vegeta was shocked, I could hear it in his voice. "What?"
I started crying again for a while as the memory came back. "A guy that I was pretty good friends with at school raped me. When I saw Trunks several days later I hid my tears because he was having a bad week and I didn't want to make it worse. When we started kissing, though, his hands slid too low and I panicked. I automatically assumed that he was up to the same thing Joe had been and I pulled away. When I started yelling at him he started yelling back and we just kept yelling and yelling and finally he flew away and I haven't seen him since." By now I was sobbing hysterically and Vegeta was probably starting to get angry.
"How dare you accuse my son of that!" he exclaimed.
I looked up from my sobbing. "I wish I knew. I have no idea what I was thinking that day and I wish...I wish I could take it back." I then found myself in an all too familiar position: crying on the floor, except...something was missing. Vegeta was pissed at me for accusing his son of being so dishonorable, and honestly I couldn't blame him.
"How dare...What is that?" he asked pointing at my arms. I realized what he was pointing at and tried to pull back down my sleeve. "Joy," Vegeta said getting up, "what is that?" He then pulled back my sleeve to reveal several fresh cuts all along my arm.
"It's nothing." I tried to pull back my sleeve. These cuts had stayed carefully hidden for a month, why did someone have to find them now?
"Joy, did you do that?"
I hesitated then started yelling. "Look, it's none of your business anyway. What do you care?"
"How can you do that to your self? After your father abusing you and your mother you can do that to yourself?"
"Go away."
"You know, I'm going to have to tell Luna."
"Please don't," I begged.
"I have to."
"Why? It's not like she's your wife, you don't have to tell her anything."
"You're right, she's not my wife, but it's easier to hide things from your wife than from your sister."
"Your sister?" I was shocked. Vegeta seemed to be trying to hide his surprise. He, a Saiyin Prince, had just spilled information that my mother had probably deemed 'top-secret'.
"Forget I said anything kid," he mumbled.
"Well, finding out that the Prince of Saiyins is your uncle is a little hard to forget."
"Step-uncle. She's my Step-sister."
"Really, and how does that work out?"
"Forget it kid."
"Tell me...please. You and my mother won't tell me anything. I'm 23 years old, I think it's about time I learned about my heritage."
"Well deal with not knowing. It's not my story to tell." With that he left the house leaving me shocked, annoyed and confused, but a little less depressed. ************************************************************************
"Hey," I said entering my mom's room a few days later. She quickly closed her treasure box and smiled.
"Hello."
"Mom, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"What's in the box?" My mom looked a little uncomfortable.
"Nothing."
"Oh puh-lease. Every time I find you with your treasure box you close it really fast. Why?"
"Honey, it's nothing."
"Mom, I am 23 years old. Don't you think it's about time you stop lying to me and tell me about my heritage?"
"No."
"What?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because, Joy, it's dangerous and you should not know."
"Dangerous? You think I can't handle dangerous? For four years various men from my past have showed up at random times to kill me. Everyone of them had a strange smile on their faces and were very difficult to beat and you think I can't handle dangerous?"
"No, Joy, this and several other planets can't handle dangerous. I'm sorry honey, I know it's hard, but there are things that you simply cannot know yet." She hesitated then reached over, opened her treasure box, and took out a necklace with a silver chain and a tear-shaped moonstone charm. It was beautiful. "I don't know if it will help much, but my mother gave it to me just before... we were separated/ She told me to give it to my own daughter when the time was right. Well, now is that time."
"Wow, it's beautiful." I carefully took the necklace and put it around my neck. As I put it on I felt a strange power radiating from it. "Thank you mom," I said as I gave her a hug.
"I know it doesn't tell you much, but at least it's something right?" She asked hopefully. I nodded and smiled. ************************************************************************
"Hey Joy, how are you on this rainy day?"
"I'm good," I said slowly. Bulma seemed a little nervous, like she was hiding something. "What are you up to?"
"Me? Absolutely nothing, nothing at all."
"Then why is your voice high?"
"My voice? High? Never."
"Yes it is. What's going on?"
"Nothing. Now, not to change the subject or anything, but let's go back to your house, okay?"
"Why?"
"Just 'cause."
"'Cause why?"
"'Cause."
"I won't go until you tell me what's up."
Bulma was about to respond when I noticed something that made my heart skip a beat. I looked over her shoulder and saw Trunks standing there. I didn't believe it at first, but then I ran to him and put my arms around his neck. As I ran past Bulma I heard her mutter something that sounded like "Oh no." I thought it was odd, but I didn't care. Trunks was back! I ran to him and threw my arms around him. After a second I realized that I couldn't feel his arms around me. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said after a moment.
"Trunks, what's wrong?"
"Look, Joy, I think we need to move on," he said gently. I didn't respond. Was he saying what I thought he was saying. "It's just, well, after our fight I got to thinking and I thought that maybe we aren't supposed to be together. And then I came back here and found out what you thought I was doing and it only confirmed my belief."
"So, one fight is going to end four great years?"
"Well, that and what you thought. How could you think that I was going to rape you? After four years you thought I was going to do that?"
"I had just been raped by someone I trusted. Don't you care?"
Trunks hesitated a moment. "I do care, and I'm sorry, but it's over." With that he went back inside the house leaving me standing in the rain. I couldn't believe it. Four years, gone. I started crying and turned and ran into the woods. I ran and ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore. Then I stopped and sank to my knees. The rain had turned into a storm and I could feel the cold wind trying to get under my favorite hoodie. I stood up and started yelling at everything.
"Go ahead, kill me. I have nothing to live for anyway. I've been raped, lied to and I was just dumped by the love of my life! I want to die!" I kept yelling at the storm until suddenly everything went black. ***********************************************************************
Well, what do you think? I know, it was rather depressing. I mean, writing it made me depressed, but this is where the story goes.
GOD bless,
*dopey*
Four years later, two people said "I do".
I stood at the alter trying my very hardest not to think about Trunks. If only it was our wedding. If only he was there with me, if only... but it wasn't, it was Krillin and Android 18's wedding. I really was very happy for them, but the wedding was making me think of Trunks and that was making me feel a little depressed. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the minister say, "You may now kiss the bride," and Krillin and 18 kissed. There was an audible "awwwwwwww" from the audience becuase no one had seen them kiss, and it was really cute. (18 gave everyone an evil look after they were done kissing.) Everyone applauded and laughed and started filing out for the food :)
"No, no Joy, bridesmaids and groomsmen eat at the head table."
"Yes, I know Bulma, we went over all of this at the rehearsal dinner."
"Yeah, but I had to make sure you knew." I rolled my eyes but said nothing. Bulma had been the wedding planner and done nothing but tell everyone what to do next and then repeat that...and then repeat it again...and again...etc. I went over to the table with the bride and groom and sat down next to my date, Andrew. I smiled and congratulated the happy couple and started eating. ***
"Well, here we are, home sweet home."
"Yeah, I had a great time, thanks for inviting me."
I smiled, "Thanks for coming and putting up with all my weird friends and their relatives."
"It was fun," he said starting to lean forward. I knew what was coming next and I also knew that I wasn't ready and pulled back...it just didn't seem fair to Trunks.
"Andrew...you're a great guy, but I would prefer to know you better before we start kissing."
"Fair enough, I'm sorry. So, what are you doing next Saturday?"
"I don't know yet, call me tomorrow and we'll talk about it okay?"
Andrew was slightly hurt, but still nodded. "O...okay, talk to you then."
I smiled and nodded, "Bye."
"Bye." I smiled then turned my car around and started driving back to the reception. I knew the party would go on all night if the Z Fighters had their way which is why Andrew had to get home, he had a huge test tomorrow and needed his sleep. As I passed by Capsule Corp I sensed something. "What's Vegeta doing there?" I didn't feel much like going back to something that would make me think of Trunks, so I turned to Capsule Corp to annoy Vegeta...that always cheered me up. When I walked in I found Vegeta sitting on the couch.
"What do you want?"
"Nice to see you, too," I said.
"Look, kid, now is not a good time, okay?"
"Why not? The lovey dovey stuff just too much for you?" Vegeta looked at me so sadly that I felt a little bad for him and found myself asking, "You want to talk about it?"
"No, I just want to be alone."
I was a little surprised to find that I was willing to do this for him. "O...okay, mind if I'm alone with you?"
"What, the lovey dovey stuff too much for you?"
I rolled her eyes and suddenly felt all of that good will I just had for him leaving. "Look," I started a little too loud, "I haven't seen or even heard from Trunks in three months, we've been together for four years, you honestly think I want to be at a wedding right now!?!"
"If I remember correctly, that is your fault," Vegeta retaliated. That shut me up; he was right.
"Yeah, well..." I started stupidly. "You don't know the whole story."
"Yeah, I don't think anyone does."
"No, no one does," I said sitting down on the floor because Vegeta was giving me a look that said 'come any closer and I'll kill you'. Then the memory came back and I started crying.
Vegeta probably started to panic; boys have a tendency to panic when girls cry and Trunks had told me that when Bulma cried she locked her self in her room and refused to talk to anyone. "Look, do you want to just tell me?" he asked. Yep, I was right.
I looked up, then felt myself nod. Vegeta then had to wait as patiently as he could for me to stop crying to talk. "I was raped."
Vegeta was shocked, I could hear it in his voice. "What?"
I started crying again for a while as the memory came back. "A guy that I was pretty good friends with at school raped me. When I saw Trunks several days later I hid my tears because he was having a bad week and I didn't want to make it worse. When we started kissing, though, his hands slid too low and I panicked. I automatically assumed that he was up to the same thing Joe had been and I pulled away. When I started yelling at him he started yelling back and we just kept yelling and yelling and finally he flew away and I haven't seen him since." By now I was sobbing hysterically and Vegeta was probably starting to get angry.
"How dare you accuse my son of that!" he exclaimed.
I looked up from my sobbing. "I wish I knew. I have no idea what I was thinking that day and I wish...I wish I could take it back." I then found myself in an all too familiar position: crying on the floor, except...something was missing. Vegeta was pissed at me for accusing his son of being so dishonorable, and honestly I couldn't blame him.
"How dare...What is that?" he asked pointing at my arms. I realized what he was pointing at and tried to pull back down my sleeve. "Joy," Vegeta said getting up, "what is that?" He then pulled back my sleeve to reveal several fresh cuts all along my arm.
"It's nothing." I tried to pull back my sleeve. These cuts had stayed carefully hidden for a month, why did someone have to find them now?
"Joy, did you do that?"
I hesitated then started yelling. "Look, it's none of your business anyway. What do you care?"
"How can you do that to your self? After your father abusing you and your mother you can do that to yourself?"
"Go away."
"You know, I'm going to have to tell Luna."
"Please don't," I begged.
"I have to."
"Why? It's not like she's your wife, you don't have to tell her anything."
"You're right, she's not my wife, but it's easier to hide things from your wife than from your sister."
"Your sister?" I was shocked. Vegeta seemed to be trying to hide his surprise. He, a Saiyin Prince, had just spilled information that my mother had probably deemed 'top-secret'.
"Forget I said anything kid," he mumbled.
"Well, finding out that the Prince of Saiyins is your uncle is a little hard to forget."
"Step-uncle. She's my Step-sister."
"Really, and how does that work out?"
"Forget it kid."
"Tell me...please. You and my mother won't tell me anything. I'm 23 years old, I think it's about time I learned about my heritage."
"Well deal with not knowing. It's not my story to tell." With that he left the house leaving me shocked, annoyed and confused, but a little less depressed. ************************************************************************
"Hey," I said entering my mom's room a few days later. She quickly closed her treasure box and smiled.
"Hello."
"Mom, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"What's in the box?" My mom looked a little uncomfortable.
"Nothing."
"Oh puh-lease. Every time I find you with your treasure box you close it really fast. Why?"
"Honey, it's nothing."
"Mom, I am 23 years old. Don't you think it's about time you stop lying to me and tell me about my heritage?"
"No."
"What?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because, Joy, it's dangerous and you should not know."
"Dangerous? You think I can't handle dangerous? For four years various men from my past have showed up at random times to kill me. Everyone of them had a strange smile on their faces and were very difficult to beat and you think I can't handle dangerous?"
"No, Joy, this and several other planets can't handle dangerous. I'm sorry honey, I know it's hard, but there are things that you simply cannot know yet." She hesitated then reached over, opened her treasure box, and took out a necklace with a silver chain and a tear-shaped moonstone charm. It was beautiful. "I don't know if it will help much, but my mother gave it to me just before... we were separated/ She told me to give it to my own daughter when the time was right. Well, now is that time."
"Wow, it's beautiful." I carefully took the necklace and put it around my neck. As I put it on I felt a strange power radiating from it. "Thank you mom," I said as I gave her a hug.
"I know it doesn't tell you much, but at least it's something right?" She asked hopefully. I nodded and smiled. ************************************************************************
"Hey Joy, how are you on this rainy day?"
"I'm good," I said slowly. Bulma seemed a little nervous, like she was hiding something. "What are you up to?"
"Me? Absolutely nothing, nothing at all."
"Then why is your voice high?"
"My voice? High? Never."
"Yes it is. What's going on?"
"Nothing. Now, not to change the subject or anything, but let's go back to your house, okay?"
"Why?"
"Just 'cause."
"'Cause why?"
"'Cause."
"I won't go until you tell me what's up."
Bulma was about to respond when I noticed something that made my heart skip a beat. I looked over her shoulder and saw Trunks standing there. I didn't believe it at first, but then I ran to him and put my arms around his neck. As I ran past Bulma I heard her mutter something that sounded like "Oh no." I thought it was odd, but I didn't care. Trunks was back! I ran to him and threw my arms around him. After a second I realized that I couldn't feel his arms around me. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said after a moment.
"Trunks, what's wrong?"
"Look, Joy, I think we need to move on," he said gently. I didn't respond. Was he saying what I thought he was saying. "It's just, well, after our fight I got to thinking and I thought that maybe we aren't supposed to be together. And then I came back here and found out what you thought I was doing and it only confirmed my belief."
"So, one fight is going to end four great years?"
"Well, that and what you thought. How could you think that I was going to rape you? After four years you thought I was going to do that?"
"I had just been raped by someone I trusted. Don't you care?"
Trunks hesitated a moment. "I do care, and I'm sorry, but it's over." With that he went back inside the house leaving me standing in the rain. I couldn't believe it. Four years, gone. I started crying and turned and ran into the woods. I ran and ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore. Then I stopped and sank to my knees. The rain had turned into a storm and I could feel the cold wind trying to get under my favorite hoodie. I stood up and started yelling at everything.
"Go ahead, kill me. I have nothing to live for anyway. I've been raped, lied to and I was just dumped by the love of my life! I want to die!" I kept yelling at the storm until suddenly everything went black. ***********************************************************************
Well, what do you think? I know, it was rather depressing. I mean, writing it made me depressed, but this is where the story goes.
GOD bless,
*dopey*