~*Torn Apart*~
The girls entered Bra's room and sat sown on the bed. They looked at each other and Bra noticed that Pan had a sad face behind that smile of hers.
"Pan, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Pan, don't lie to me. I can tell when something is wrong."
"Well... um... I didn't sleep too well last night. I had the dream about you know who last night."
"Trunks?"
"No."
"You mean your ex?"
"Yes," Pan looked down at the floor.
"Just... about him, or what happened that one day?"
"The day he took a part of me away." A tear began to swell in her eyes.
"Pan I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, it was mine. You told me that you had a bad feeling about him, and I didn't listen. I was just so happy I had a boyfriend. I... I shut you, Trunks, Goten, and everyone else out. I-I... I am... I am..." A tear fell from her eye and rolled down her cheek. Bra saw her tear and wiped it away. She tilted Pan's head by the chin so that she faced her.
"Pan, listen to me. Don't blame yourself. If there's anyone to blame it's me. I didn't stop you. I had so many chances to save you but I didn't. I'm the one who should be apologizing."
"Can we talk about something else? I don't care if it's Trunks we talk about. Just... let's not talk about Brolli."
"Ok."
"So how is Trunks anyway?"
"Still a bit stubborn as usual. I try to talk to him about you, but he gets real mad."
"What does he say?"
"Here, why don't you listen for yourself. I have been recording our conversations." Bra pulled out a tape from her dresser and put it into the tape player. She pressed the play button and sat back to watch Pan's reaction.
*** TAPE CONVO***
~DOOR OPENS~
Bra: Hey Trunks. How are you?
Trunks: I don't care. Now leave me alone.
Bra: Nice. Me too.
Trunks: Tell Pan not to give me anything anymore. I mean it.
Nothing.
Bra: It's the last thing you'll get from her anyways. Why? Did you
even read what she wrote?
Trunks: No.
Bra: Let me guess. You took one look at it and threw it away.
Trunks: Gee. Aren't we smart? Besides, I never read her poems.
Never have, and never will.
Bra: Ok. If that's what you want. Oh, and don't worry. She never
wants to see or hear from you again. She hates you a lot.
Trunks: Good. I intended it to be that way.
Bra: Thought you might like that.
Trunks: Yeah, I do.
Bra: But, don't you think it's a little extreme that when you see her
at school that you walk to the other side just so she's out of your
sight?
Trunks: Nope. I don't think so.
Bra: Even though Pan hated you and you hate her, deep down she misses
you. A lot. So I guess your plan to make her completely mad at you
isn't over yet. Oh well. What can you do?
Trunks: Well I don't care, and I don't miss Pan. I'm glad she's
gone.
Bra: But she's not happy. Like I said, even though she hates you,
deep down she misses you and waits for you to see that. And you do
care.
Trunks: I don't care about anything.
Bra: You can't hate everything.
Trunks: Why can't I?! You're not in charge of me. Besides, I only
love Kami.
Bra: But Kami loves everyone. He forgives and he never forgets.
Every memory is precious. It deserves to be remembered.
Trunks: I love only Kami.
Bra: What about Goku?
Trunks: What about him?
Bra: He gave Frieza a second chance. Even Buu, Cell, Radditz, and...
and even... and even dad. Without Goku we wouldn't be here. Pan got
that trait from him. She has hated many people, but she forgives them
and does the same.
Trunks: I don't second chance people I hate. (Long silence)
Bra: Trunks. Listen. Why do you hate Pan? Nobody knows why. So...
why do you hate Pan?
Trunks: Because she split me up with Marron!
Bra: She tried to keep you two together.
Trunks: My ass! Pan like me and never said anything. Nothing.
That's what pissed off Marron.
Bra: She really wanted to keep you two together. As a friend she...
The tape was stopped. Bra looked at Pan with confusion as she saw Pan had stopped the tape. Pan's eyes filled with tears. One tear dropped from her eyes and so did the hundreds more that followed the tear. "I'm sorry Pan. I'll throw the tape away."
"No!"
"Do you want me to save it?"
"Can I borrow it and listen to it at home?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah... I'm sure."
Pan and Bra continued talking for hours. They talked about their problems, their classes, and even practical jokes they've plated on people. Time passed by and it was soon getting late. Pan was saying her goodbyes to Bra and left the room.
"Bye Bra."
"Bye." Pan shut the door behind her. She was walking down the hallway with her head down. She pulled the tape out of her pocket and looked at it as she walked down the hall. Pan heard a door creak open and she immediately put the tape in her pocket again. Her pace in her walk increased because she thought it would be Trunks or Vegeta. Her head was still lowered to avoid any visual contact with whoever might come through the door. The stairs now came within a few feet of her when she stopped. Slowly turning her head to look behind her she caught a glimpse of Trunks looking at her so evilly. When he noticed that she saw him he slammed the door shut. She lowered her head again and continued down the flight of stairs. She took a right and reached for the handle of the front door.
"Woman!" A deep voice hollered from the living room.
"What do you want you old fuck?!" Pan yelled back to Vegeta.
"You woke me up!"
"I haven't made a single sound to wake your fucking ass up! So how could I have woken you up?"
"You slammed the fucking door that's how you bitch!" Vegeta got up from the living room sofa and began to walk to the front door where Pan was standing.
"Oh you are one sorry mother fucker aren't you 'ya bastard?"
"You shut your damn trap!" Vegeta yelled in fury now that he was standing right in Pan's face. "Nobody, I mean nobody, talks to the great Vegeta like that! I don't even let my fucking woman talk to me like that! Do you understand bitch?!" Vegeta had not realized that Bulma was in the kitchen having a quick sandwich when she heard what Vegeta had last said. Pan spit straight into Vegeta's eye and she walked out the door without saying another word. Vegeta turned around when he heard stomping coming from the kitchen. Bulma was rolling up her sleeves very angrily and was stomping her way to Vegeta. "Oh, Vegeta honey. Did I understand you correctly when you said that not even your fucking woman talks to you like Pan did?" she said while hiding a frying pan behind her back.
"So. What about it?"
"Ok... well... VEGETA I'M GONNA KILL YOU YOUR STUPID BASTARD!!!" Bulma pulled out the frying pan from behind her and started to bash Vegeta's head repeatedly. Vegeta was running around the house trying to get away from Bulma but she caught up to him every time. After about a few minutes of bashing him over the head she threw the pan down and started to head up stairs to their room. "Oh, Vegeta darling."
"What do you want?"
"You know that comfy couch in the living room?"
"Yeah?"
"Well you better get used to sleeping there 'cause you are going to be there for the next few nights!" Bulma continued to the room and shut the doors behind her, and then locked them. Vegeta heard a laughing from the upstairs and turned his head to see who it was. When he turned his head he saw Bra at the top of the steps laughing her ass off. Vegeta was growing angry at the humiliation from his wife and for Pan spitting in his eye.
"Bra, get your fucking ass in bed!"
"Oh man was that funny dad. Ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Go to bed before I beat you!"
"Alright." Bra headed to her room to go to sleep and Vegeta pulled out some blankets from the downstairs closet and lay down on the sofa. He covered himself up and fell asleep.
Pan had just arrived home tired and exhausted because she had decided to walk five miles home rather than to fly. She opened the door and put her keys on the table right next to the front door. Pan closed the door and headed upstairs. Making it only half way up she heard her parents call her from downstairs. "Pan, can you come down here honey? We need to speak with you," Videl said. Pan walked back down the stairs and went into the living room where her parents were waiting for her.
"Did you need something?"
"Pan we have some good news," Gohan said happily while looking at his wife.
"What is it?" Pan said with a look of curiosity.
"Your mother and I are..."
What are Pan's parents going to tell her? What does the rest of the tape say? Find out next time on chapter 7. Sorry it took me so long to write this chapter. I had to find some things to write about because I was kinda stuck on this chapter and what the conversation would say. The good thing is that the chapter is up. I do promise to make chapter 7 a bit longer. It's gonna need it. Also, there will be a contest coming up and I will inform you that I will choose three winners. You'll find out in chapter 7 what the contest is. Well, I had better continue writing. I hope you like this chapter. Please review, I would love to hear from you all. Bye.
The girls entered Bra's room and sat sown on the bed. They looked at each other and Bra noticed that Pan had a sad face behind that smile of hers.
"Pan, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Pan, don't lie to me. I can tell when something is wrong."
"Well... um... I didn't sleep too well last night. I had the dream about you know who last night."
"Trunks?"
"No."
"You mean your ex?"
"Yes," Pan looked down at the floor.
"Just... about him, or what happened that one day?"
"The day he took a part of me away." A tear began to swell in her eyes.
"Pan I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, it was mine. You told me that you had a bad feeling about him, and I didn't listen. I was just so happy I had a boyfriend. I... I shut you, Trunks, Goten, and everyone else out. I-I... I am... I am..." A tear fell from her eye and rolled down her cheek. Bra saw her tear and wiped it away. She tilted Pan's head by the chin so that she faced her.
"Pan, listen to me. Don't blame yourself. If there's anyone to blame it's me. I didn't stop you. I had so many chances to save you but I didn't. I'm the one who should be apologizing."
"Can we talk about something else? I don't care if it's Trunks we talk about. Just... let's not talk about Brolli."
"Ok."
"So how is Trunks anyway?"
"Still a bit stubborn as usual. I try to talk to him about you, but he gets real mad."
"What does he say?"
"Here, why don't you listen for yourself. I have been recording our conversations." Bra pulled out a tape from her dresser and put it into the tape player. She pressed the play button and sat back to watch Pan's reaction.
*** TAPE CONVO***
~DOOR OPENS~
Bra: Hey Trunks. How are you?
Trunks: I don't care. Now leave me alone.
Bra: Nice. Me too.
Trunks: Tell Pan not to give me anything anymore. I mean it.
Nothing.
Bra: It's the last thing you'll get from her anyways. Why? Did you
even read what she wrote?
Trunks: No.
Bra: Let me guess. You took one look at it and threw it away.
Trunks: Gee. Aren't we smart? Besides, I never read her poems.
Never have, and never will.
Bra: Ok. If that's what you want. Oh, and don't worry. She never
wants to see or hear from you again. She hates you a lot.
Trunks: Good. I intended it to be that way.
Bra: Thought you might like that.
Trunks: Yeah, I do.
Bra: But, don't you think it's a little extreme that when you see her
at school that you walk to the other side just so she's out of your
sight?
Trunks: Nope. I don't think so.
Bra: Even though Pan hated you and you hate her, deep down she misses
you. A lot. So I guess your plan to make her completely mad at you
isn't over yet. Oh well. What can you do?
Trunks: Well I don't care, and I don't miss Pan. I'm glad she's
gone.
Bra: But she's not happy. Like I said, even though she hates you,
deep down she misses you and waits for you to see that. And you do
care.
Trunks: I don't care about anything.
Bra: You can't hate everything.
Trunks: Why can't I?! You're not in charge of me. Besides, I only
love Kami.
Bra: But Kami loves everyone. He forgives and he never forgets.
Every memory is precious. It deserves to be remembered.
Trunks: I love only Kami.
Bra: What about Goku?
Trunks: What about him?
Bra: He gave Frieza a second chance. Even Buu, Cell, Radditz, and...
and even... and even dad. Without Goku we wouldn't be here. Pan got
that trait from him. She has hated many people, but she forgives them
and does the same.
Trunks: I don't second chance people I hate. (Long silence)
Bra: Trunks. Listen. Why do you hate Pan? Nobody knows why. So...
why do you hate Pan?
Trunks: Because she split me up with Marron!
Bra: She tried to keep you two together.
Trunks: My ass! Pan like me and never said anything. Nothing.
That's what pissed off Marron.
Bra: She really wanted to keep you two together. As a friend she...
The tape was stopped. Bra looked at Pan with confusion as she saw Pan had stopped the tape. Pan's eyes filled with tears. One tear dropped from her eyes and so did the hundreds more that followed the tear. "I'm sorry Pan. I'll throw the tape away."
"No!"
"Do you want me to save it?"
"Can I borrow it and listen to it at home?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah... I'm sure."
Pan and Bra continued talking for hours. They talked about their problems, their classes, and even practical jokes they've plated on people. Time passed by and it was soon getting late. Pan was saying her goodbyes to Bra and left the room.
"Bye Bra."
"Bye." Pan shut the door behind her. She was walking down the hallway with her head down. She pulled the tape out of her pocket and looked at it as she walked down the hall. Pan heard a door creak open and she immediately put the tape in her pocket again. Her pace in her walk increased because she thought it would be Trunks or Vegeta. Her head was still lowered to avoid any visual contact with whoever might come through the door. The stairs now came within a few feet of her when she stopped. Slowly turning her head to look behind her she caught a glimpse of Trunks looking at her so evilly. When he noticed that she saw him he slammed the door shut. She lowered her head again and continued down the flight of stairs. She took a right and reached for the handle of the front door.
"Woman!" A deep voice hollered from the living room.
"What do you want you old fuck?!" Pan yelled back to Vegeta.
"You woke me up!"
"I haven't made a single sound to wake your fucking ass up! So how could I have woken you up?"
"You slammed the fucking door that's how you bitch!" Vegeta got up from the living room sofa and began to walk to the front door where Pan was standing.
"Oh you are one sorry mother fucker aren't you 'ya bastard?"
"You shut your damn trap!" Vegeta yelled in fury now that he was standing right in Pan's face. "Nobody, I mean nobody, talks to the great Vegeta like that! I don't even let my fucking woman talk to me like that! Do you understand bitch?!" Vegeta had not realized that Bulma was in the kitchen having a quick sandwich when she heard what Vegeta had last said. Pan spit straight into Vegeta's eye and she walked out the door without saying another word. Vegeta turned around when he heard stomping coming from the kitchen. Bulma was rolling up her sleeves very angrily and was stomping her way to Vegeta. "Oh, Vegeta honey. Did I understand you correctly when you said that not even your fucking woman talks to you like Pan did?" she said while hiding a frying pan behind her back.
"So. What about it?"
"Ok... well... VEGETA I'M GONNA KILL YOU YOUR STUPID BASTARD!!!" Bulma pulled out the frying pan from behind her and started to bash Vegeta's head repeatedly. Vegeta was running around the house trying to get away from Bulma but she caught up to him every time. After about a few minutes of bashing him over the head she threw the pan down and started to head up stairs to their room. "Oh, Vegeta darling."
"What do you want?"
"You know that comfy couch in the living room?"
"Yeah?"
"Well you better get used to sleeping there 'cause you are going to be there for the next few nights!" Bulma continued to the room and shut the doors behind her, and then locked them. Vegeta heard a laughing from the upstairs and turned his head to see who it was. When he turned his head he saw Bra at the top of the steps laughing her ass off. Vegeta was growing angry at the humiliation from his wife and for Pan spitting in his eye.
"Bra, get your fucking ass in bed!"
"Oh man was that funny dad. Ha ha ha ha ha!"
"Go to bed before I beat you!"
"Alright." Bra headed to her room to go to sleep and Vegeta pulled out some blankets from the downstairs closet and lay down on the sofa. He covered himself up and fell asleep.
Pan had just arrived home tired and exhausted because she had decided to walk five miles home rather than to fly. She opened the door and put her keys on the table right next to the front door. Pan closed the door and headed upstairs. Making it only half way up she heard her parents call her from downstairs. "Pan, can you come down here honey? We need to speak with you," Videl said. Pan walked back down the stairs and went into the living room where her parents were waiting for her.
"Did you need something?"
"Pan we have some good news," Gohan said happily while looking at his wife.
"What is it?" Pan said with a look of curiosity.
"Your mother and I are..."
What are Pan's parents going to tell her? What does the rest of the tape say? Find out next time on chapter 7. Sorry it took me so long to write this chapter. I had to find some things to write about because I was kinda stuck on this chapter and what the conversation would say. The good thing is that the chapter is up. I do promise to make chapter 7 a bit longer. It's gonna need it. Also, there will be a contest coming up and I will inform you that I will choose three winners. You'll find out in chapter 7 what the contest is. Well, I had better continue writing. I hope you like this chapter. Please review, I would love to hear from you all. Bye.