A Broken Life, A Broken Family
By: LonesomePan-Chan
Chapter 16
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It's been three weeks, since I got out of the hospital. Beau had to leave early back to France, and wasn't entirely happy when I said I had to stay because of the investigation on my kidnappers. He said he would be back as soon, as the business meetings in his company where taken care off. He had been gone for a whole week and a half.
Trunks is over my grandparents place almost every day. Both to see the boys, and to help me train back into shape. I had gained a lot of weight and had started my boxing training all over again, he just happen to be around, and asked me if he could help me, I had agreed. Beau hadn't been too happy with it, but he had let it go.
Goten and Trunks hand out all the time. It's sort of weird knowing their past and all, but I guess they were best friends before the incident. They act like little kids when their together, I had to tell them to go to their rooms and to my utter disbelief and amusement, they both dropped their heads, and went to their rooms. Trunks went to the old room that used to be his.
I called back home, and found out that they were all still fighting, as professionals. They cracked jokes, and asked me if I was hotter than before. They had been surprised when I told them about the kidnapping, and my pregnancy. They hadn't known! And it was provably all over the news.
"You know us Panny, we don't have time to be watching TV, especially the news. We might watch movies here and there, but never the news, or read newspapers, or magazines," Elijah said exasperated that I wouldn't tell him the story of what happen. "What did you name the boys anyway?" he changed the subject so quickly I laughed into the phone. "What? There is so much you haven't told us! Shit we need to visit you."
I told them all that has been happening to me, and they were all amazed. "The good stuff always happens to you," my friend Josh had joked. "So much drama, you've changed Pan," my friend John had accused playing. "Who's the father?" Elijah finally asked what everyone was dying to.
I didn't know what to say, most people thought Beau was the father, but he wasn't Trunks was. "Trunks Vegeta Briefs," I said into the quiet line, earning some loud whistles of surprise, and many damns.
"You called?" Trunks asked out of nowhere, surprising me. I turned glaring daggers at him, my heart was pumping so fast, and surly it was from the scare he gave me. "Peace, peace, I didn't mean to scare you," he said raising his hands as a sign of peace.
"Oooooh Pan whose that?" Elijah asked laughing hysterically with the guys.
"Non of your business," I actually blushed making Trunks lift a brow. Looked at me with questioning eyes, asking who was on the phone.
"Is he your babies' daddy?" they laughed again more calmly. "Its good to talk to you again Pan, just keep in touch more often," they all said their byes, and hung up.
"Who was that?" Trunks asked curiously.
"They were my friends back in California," I said after thinking about saying something mean instead.
"Cool," he said looking around the room. We were in the kitchen.
"What are you looking for?" I asked as he keeps walking back and forth looking in cover, and cabinets.
"My gloves, I left them somewhere in the house, yesterday," he said scratching his head in thought. I knew exactly where they were.
"Are you looking for those ugly looking one's that used to be your dad's?" I asked innocently. He looked up at me suspiciously.
"Yeah those are the ones, "he said walking over to me. I was leaning on the surface of the counter. "Have you seen them," he asked leaning on the other side of the counter where I was.
"I think the last time I saw them was when Chichi complained to me, I was leaving my stuff out. She smelled them and said she was going to get new ones," I said chantingly. His eyes widened an inch.
"Where did she put them?" he asked hurried, leaning closer making me a little nervous. I didn't notice Beau standing at the kitchen doorframe.
I shrugged indifferently, "she provably threw them away, but don't worry she's buying new ones same weight," I lied earning a groan from Trunks. He was now so close to me, I just had to move a little closer and we could kiss.
"My dad's going to kill me," he whispered now noticing the closeness. I leaned up on my own! And as our lips were about to touch Beau spoke.
"Looks like I came back just in time," his voice was curt, soft, and hiding whatever he was feeling. I pulled away from Trunks as if he had burned me, and turned to Beau. "Don't mind me, I was just leaving," he said in that voice, turning away from me, and walking out of the kitchen.
"Shit!" I cursed with feeling crossing the room, and following Beau out the house. I caught him getting into his car. "What was that about?" I asked pissed he just like that leave.
"Don't give me that bullshit Pan," he turned when I was close enough. "I saw what was about to happen in there, and if you feel that way about him," he pointed at Trunks who stood at the entrance doors, "I'm not going to be the one to fuck it up for you."
"I don't want us to end, just like this Beau, not for this," I said knowing I would miss him if he ended it now.
"It's too late," he said shaking his head. "I would still like to see the boys if it's okay with you," he turned away not looking at me.
"I didn't cheat on you Beau," I said feeling guilty for the pain I was causing him.
"But you want to, this way I won't get mad at you, and regret us," he said looking at me. "I don't like to be mad at you, but if we stay together I will be eventually if you are near him," he pointed to Trunks again.
"You want me to choose, then?" I asked sadly.
"No, you've already chosen," he smiled softly. "Some of us think holding on makes us strong;" he was quoting Herman Hesse.
"But sometimes it is letting go" I finished for him, watching him nod his head. I closed my eyes, not wanting him to see me cry, but a tear slipped out anyway, and I felt his hand wipe it away. "You can see the boys, anytime you're in the neighborhood, and I'll send someone for my things in your apartment," I said not willing to open my eyes to look at him.
'Goodbye Monsieur Briefs, goodbye Madame Son," he left. I stood there for what seemed like hours keeping my eyes carefully shut.
"Pan," Trunks came to me, but still I didn't open my eyes. "Pan look at me," he said firmly taking hold of my chin, and raising my head so if I opened my eyes I would be looking straight at his.
"Please open your eyes to me Pan," he pleaded caressing my cheek with his fingers. I obliged, and opened my eyes to him, looking straight at his blue eyes. "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."
I looked up at him questioningly, "what does that suppose to mean?" I asked feeling the shadow of a smile forming on my lips.
"I don't know, I read it somewhere," he shrugged earning a laugh from me, then we went into a long silence, and I suddenly felt awkward standing in front of my house, with Trunks still holding my jaw. And as if on cue he let go of me slowly.
"You read?" I asked trying to lift the sudden tension. He smiled nodding.
"I learned when I turned 20," he smiled walking with me up the front steps. I looked at him sideways.
"Why 20?" I asked.
"That's when I had to take over Capsule Corp.," he joked, making me smile wider. We talked till we couldn't find anything to talk about, and with Trunks and me it was a long, long time… Let us just say he left home around morning the next day, and no we didn't do anything.
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"Shhhh, Veggie, you'll wake your brother," I moaned desperately trying to quiet a wailing Vegeta Jr. "Please, please baby don't wake Goku, he barely got to sleep," I pleaded waking outside the room Goku slept in. No one was home so I couldn't get far from him.
"Look! Look toys!" I cried trying to distract my crying baby with some toys grandma had bought him. "Shhh, what do you want?" I asked becoming frustrated. "You're clean, you're fed, you're healthy…are you sleepy?" I asked praying to God I get an answer.
"He's provably is tired," someone said from behind me. I turned only to find Trunks enter the room, wearing business clothes. "Where's everyone?" he asked walking into the room, and reaching out for Vegeta Jr.
"They went to school, shopping, and work," I answered handing him Vegeta Jr. I went to check on Goku while Trunks tried to quiet Veggie successfully.
I found Goku wide-awake and playing with the figures hanging over his bed. Bending over I picked him up, and headed back to where I left Trunks with Veggie.
"He's quiet," I commented as I entered the room.
"Yeah," he held him up to me, reaching for Goku in my arms. I traded, looking straight at Veggie questioningly.
"How?" I asked amazed, looking over to Trunks, who was playing with a smiling Goku. Bouncing him up slowly with his knee.
"I dunno he just stopped crying when I made faces," he shrugged allowing a small blush to graze his cheeks.
I laughed sitting down with Veggie looking at me seeming amused about something. "What's so funny, pal?" I asked raising an eyebrow to him, earning a big smile. He still had tears on his cheeks; I wiped them away with a Kleenex tissue.
"The head of police called me at the office earlier today," Trunks commented still playing with Goku. I looked at him giving him my full attention. "He informed me that the female fugitive that had kidnapped you, and I was never found. They said they were going to give up on the search, since they don't believe she is in the country any longer."
"Her leader was sentenced with many murders, as well as his people, mostly young men and boys. They had only wanted you because you where having a baby boy, and he had admitted to wanting to take the child," Trunks was talking in monotone looking hard at Goku, who didn't know what was being said, and giggled either way. Veggie pulled on my hair.
"I had thought the men were just trying to scare us, that he just wanted money for our safe return, what if we hadn't done anything to get out, what would have happened to us?" I asked feeling a cold come around me, as I shivered in disgust. Veggie whimpered; Trunks looked up at me.
"It doesn't matter, it didn't happen, and we did get out. My bruises, and cuts healed up nicely, and you gave birth to two boys, instead of one. You are safe with your family, and you will never have to go through it ever again," he assured placing his hand over mine, and giving a firm squeeze before retrieving it, and commence playing with Goku.
"I hope I won't go through anything like that again, but I have the worse luck in the world," I laughed bitterly quietly looking at Veggie. "He loves to take showers," I changed the subject so suddenly Trunks looked at me questioningly. "Goku hates showers, and he loves to eat… they both have very healthy appetites," I held Veggie close to me; I wouldn't break down and cry for nothing. I wouldn't, that would be so not like me.
"You don't have the worse luck," Trunks smiled shaking his head. "Not entirely, anyway. You have many, many people that love you and would protect you," he smiled. "I have problems with that, not many people love me, and I don't have many real friends, because when they see me they see money or an arrogant bastard. And the friends I seem to make, I usually seem to mess it up."
"Goten is your friend, as well as my whole family," I told him seriously. I didn't know where Trunks and I stood, but we were friends. I looked down at Veggie, and realized he was falling asleep slowly, dozing in and out.
"I know and I don't understand that, I hurt you and I ruined Goten's wedding with Paris," he shook his head standing with Goku bouncing in his arms. "You and your family are just special I guess," he laughed making faces at Goku.
"Your family is weird too," I laughed pointing that out. "Your mom loves to have us at your house so much, she gave all my siblings a room of there own, as well as a room for my grandparents, and me," I stood slowly finally seeing Veggie asleep.
"My mom was lonely," Trunks admitted following as I took Veggie to his crib in my room. When I soundlessly laid him down, and stepped out the room Trunks had Goku dozing also.
"How you do that?" I asked. Goku never fell asleep after he woke up from a nap, unless he had a very big meal.
"I don't know," Trunks said softly, rocking Goku slightly. "Maybe it's the slow movements," he offered finally putting Goku to sleep.
I moved aside from my door, and let him in to lay Goku down in his own crib. When Trunks came out he smiled down at me. "They are both out till dinner," Trunks said happily.
"Good," I said relieved, not knowing what else to say, I stood facing Trunks quietly. It began to feel awkward, since neither of us wasn't doing pretty much of anything.
"Want to go eat out?" he finally said into the silence. I shook my head.
"I can't leave them here," I motioned to my bedroom. "Anyway, I can't leave the house all alone."
"Ah shit," he cursed brushing his hand through his locks. Just then Nanna walked in looking from me to Trunks suspiciously. "Ah, just who we needed," Trunks said delighted. "Please ma'am can you please look after the boys for us, for and hour or two?" he asked in the utmost polite voice. Nanna nodded, and turned to me.
Still talking to Trunks she said, "Take as long as you want outside the house, God only know Pan needs some more outdoors these days, look at how pale she's gotten." Trunks simply agreed as I glared at him.
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1 Hour Later
"Have you called my house to check on the boys?" I asked for the fourth time wanting to check on the boys myself.
"Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Your nanna said everyone is home now, and that the boys have woken up, and were eating their dinner," Trunks repeated himself. We had eaten at a very good hamburger place near a huge park, where we sat now.
"Sorry, I just never left them alone with anyone, but me," I sighed dropping back on the grass and stretching. Trunks sat next to me, watching me. "What are you looking at?" I asked letting him know I noticed his watching eye.
He stared back at me without embarrassment, "Just thinking… Pan if I asked you to go out with me on a date, would you say yes?" he asked finally looking timid, smaller some how.
"Aren't we on a date right now?" I asked trying to pretend I didn't know what he was asking.
"You know what I mean," he stated watching for any signs of change in my face.
"I know," I sighed staring back at his hopeful eyes, "I would say yes, only if you promised me that you won't hurt me."
"Pan, I swear I will never hurt you deliberately. I won't fuck up again, I won't make you cry, I won't I promise," he said truthfully, still staring at me.
"Then I would say yes," I smiled wilder than I have in a few months. Trunks leaned over and hugged me tightly, murmuring thanks, and more thanks.
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Author Notes:
Sorry all I want in Mexico and couldn't finish it quicker. Please Review and give me some ideas, so I can't write the next chapter before I enter school again. Review Review