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And now the Future Presentation:

Chapter 2

Deceived with lies,

But never asking why,

Whispers of love,

To her only dreamed of,

Look at this angel rejected and denied,

Hoping for someone to make her alive

Sixteen years. I was their only child! Sixteen mother fuckin' years. I hated my life. I hate it. I hate it. I hated it even more. No one even knew, and if they did no one even cared. So I ran. Maybe I can fall into a hole somewhere. Maybe I can get hit by something. Maybe I can die. Maybe I can find a new family. A family that actually loves me. Or maybe I can die.

So I ran. And I ran…until I finally hit something…

"P-Pan is that you?" Trunks asked disbelievingly. He held the trembling girl on each of her arms so she wouldn't fall. Pan had bumped into him accidentally, running straight into his chest. Who would have thought his will be the day that she will bump right into her date.

"Yea I'm s-sorry I didn't mean to run into you. I-I have to go," Pan stammered breaking free from his hold, but he pulled her back to his chest. Pan shuddered suddenly remembering the hold of her father's again. She wanted to vomit.

"Wait, why were you running?"

"I can't talk right now, I have to go–"

'I know I sound so stupid because I know and he probably somehow knows that I have no where to go to,' Pan thought.

Trunks looked at the girl intently. He could just leave her alone and go about enjoying his very rare opportunity of a vacation. The girl, by the looks of it is a problem child and he just didn't have the time to be pestered by such nonsense. Or he could do what his mother his mother taught him to do and what his taught him not to….be nice.

Trunks cursed his self inwardly. He knew what he was about to say.

"I'm not going to let go of you until I until you tell me what's troubling you so."

"I have to go. Trunks just let me go. You don't even know me," Pan half-yelled. She didn't know what the hell his problem was. It was not liked he cared anyway. If her own so-called parents didn't even care what will happen to her then he certainly wouldn't.

The chick said let her go. So what? She didn't mean it. Dammit Trunks mind your own business. Trunk's mind was having a battle with itself.

"I can't." Two simple words made her mind clutter.

Pan finally met his eyes. He had the most powerful blue eyes she had ever seen. She didn't want to stay neither did she want to run away anymore. Silently, she began to cry resting her head on his shoulder afraid to see his expression. At first Trunks didn't know what to say. He stared dumbfounded at the beautiful girl before him.

"Shhh, I won't let it hurt you anymore," Trunks whispered hugging her tightly. This made Pan cry harder. She shook with uncontrollable sobs. This was so unreal. No one ever cared before especially a boy.

Trunks held her while Pan cried her heart out. This was the first time someone listened to her cry without being the cause.

Gradually raindrops began to fall from the sky again. The weather channel had promised a thunder storm but that wasn't until later, and meteorologists weren't always accurate anyway.

Trunks mind was in a daze. The girl almost seemed perfect, holding her almost seemed perfect. Earlier today when he saw her, he never would have thought she had such a voluptuous body until he held her right now. Not that he was getting any perverted thoughts he just pondered what would be causing such a beautiful creature to be in so much emotional pain.

Feeling the raindrops beginning to pound down harder, Trunks knew he had to get them out of there soon, but he didn't want to move her just yet. He didn't want to make he seem like he was just pushing he away. Trunks looked down at her and realized that she had stopped crying.

"I think you're the first guy that ever listened to me cry without making me in the first place," Pan whispered.

"No man is ever worth your tears, and the one that is would not make you cry," Trunks replied.

Pan half-smiled, "I think I read that in a poem on once," Pan said.

"Oh is that where it's from." Trunks chuckled softly, "I thought it was from a fortune cookie." This time Pan giggled.

"You're silly," she simply said.

"I get that all the time. Hey Pan?"

"Huh?"

"I think we should get out of the rain before we both catch a cold." Like it was a cue Pan sneezed.

"You know what, that just might be a good idea." Trunks finally let Pan go. Sighing hopelessly, Pan began to ponder whether or not to go home. She wondered if her mom or the guy she called 'papa' even knew she left. They wouldn't care anyway.

"You're coming back to my place," Trunks said nonchalantly. Pan didn't even give a protest as he took her arm and escorted her to his car, opening the car door in the passenger side for her.

'Ha! Your father would have called you weak that beat you into a bloody pulp,' Trunks thought.

"My father isn't here now is he?" Trunks accidentally said aloud.

"Huh?" Pan asked confused. She started to question whether or not sh should be getting in the car. She only knew him for about an hour. Still anything will be better than going back to the hole.

"Errr…um…nothing," he replied nervously.

End of Chapter 2