Well guys here goes my next chapter guys. I might make this a bit graphic but I am not sure yet. I am gunna think of a stronger story line when I am out… I am going swimming and going to the hot tube for a quick brain storm. I have a good idea but I want a major event to lead up to it all. Ohh and Pan is 19 here in the story… I was going to include that but never found the right time to include it.
Pan flew as fast and as far as she could to get away. She didn't know why it hurt her so much. She just wanted to be alone and comfortable. Just by herself. Pan decided just to go home so she changed her direction just a bit so that she could.
She wasn't sure if she should speed pup or slow down, She did have a week… A week all to herself at home. 'Just lock the doors and sit there' She thought 'that wouldn't really stop any one I know though' she smiled to herself then frowned again. She looked down seeing her house and began thinking and wishing she had a regular life or some completely fantasy life. But neither would happen, her life to others would seem as if it were a fantasy but right now it was hell.
Pan came to the ground slowly she decided that she wished to walk the rest of the way and slowly. She loved the outdoors. She wished for a rugged life. She sometimes wished to be the bad guy, it got her blood boiling whenever she heard about the stories Vegeta and her grandfather told her about the evil legions out in space and such and she had even seen it with her own eyes.
Pan pondered on this as she walked into her house, she thought of what life would be if she had be born as a true saiyajins and if she had joined the elite squad of saiyajins. What it would feel like to be all powerful, there would be no hiding her power from anyone. No one to cower from she would be the best. She would really love to do that, she would have something to fight for and to advance for. But it is an imposable. 'I don't think I ever could, its just another fantasy' she thought finding her way to her bedroom somewhat blindly as she looked down at the floor. She knew this house like the back of her hand so she had no worry.
Thud Pan fell flat on her butt as she realized she ran into something. "What the hell!" she yelled snapping her head up suddenly to see a figure of a person in the dark. The moonlight hit his back from the window which was open, it left no light on the persons face but blew their hair around wildly.
"Oh sorry Pan are you Okay." She knew who it was. It was trunks "I hope I didn't scare you" he said putting his hand out so as to help Pan up. Pan didn't take his hand but stood oh her own wiping off her bottom and looking shyly up to him slightly then looking back to the floor.
"you didn't scare me…" she paused "But what are you doing here anyway Trunks?" she looked back up to him with a questioned look on her face.
Trunks smiled at her warmly "well when you stormed out I was worried about you. I couldn't sense your energy signal cause you usually mask it and so I cam here." he paused and placed his hand to Pan's chin making sure she was looking at him "are you okay? You know Bra was only worried about you."
Pan looked up to him and stared into his eyes 'he really has no idea what I heard from Bra today' "You don't know why I did that. It was bra. I heard her today when I was in the restroom, she was talking to her friends and I heard her. She had said that pretty much I meant nothing to her. She only associates with me cause our parents know each other." she stopped forcing her head back down. "I sound pathetic don't I?" she asked.
Trunks stood there looking at her for a while and then began to laugh. "You just now figured that out." Pan looked up at him kind of shocked. "Pan you are pathetic, you don't just sound it. You look it and act it." Pan stepped back feeling angered and saddened as she heard this. From the one man she had a thing for, the one man who seemed to except her. "You are the weakest saiyajin I have ever known. Won't you ever get a clue?" Trunks laughed once more.
Pan was ready to turn and run but Trunks grabbed her arm "Let Go Trunks!" Pan yelled. But no matter how she Pulled or tugged.
"The only thing that's good about you is your body. You mind if I try it out." Trunks laughed pulling her back and to his chest. Pan was frantic 'what is he doing … what's going on' thoughts flew through her mind at high speed. "let go somewhere comfortable first though… were was your room at again?" He said looking around. He let Pan away from his chest but held her arm dragging her up the stairs pan tried grabbing for things to help her escape but to no avail. She was soon in her room and trunks turned on the light. "So lights on or off?" he said humorously but Pan didn't find it funny at all. "Lights off then." he said pushing Pan roughly onto the bed.
Okay guys just ask me for it for this point is the graphic part.
To put it bluntly ... she was raped
Trunks collapsed beside her as Pan still had her arm in her mouth and rolled over still feeling the pain and anguish. She let her arm slid from her moth and felt her teeth come unsheathed from her flesh. She didn't feel the blood pour from her wound but didn't care as she felt only the pain from the loss of her virginity, the mental pain and the physical. Pan blocked out everything around her hoping to stop the pain but could not. She felt the bed shift beneath her. "Well I better get back home" Trunks said calmly taking Pan's blanket and whipping his cum covered leg then beginning to dress himself again.
Pan could hear every movement and was in fear of his every step. Soon the rustling of his clothing stopped and she heard his footsteps come to her side of the bed, she closed her eyes and prayed once more to Kami that this was just a dream that this wasn't happening. But is was happening and nothing could turn this around. Pan soon felt the rough hand of Trunks slap her smoothly and harshly across the face and then grab her chin "Look at me you whore!" he said loudly. Pan was slapped once more before she actually opened her eyes. Trunks moved in to her face staring her deep in the eyes, they were colder then his fathers, they were pure evil. "Well do I have your word that you won't say anything to anyone." he Whispered angrily "cause if you do, I will destroy you, slowly that is. Any kind of reputation you have, any thing you love, everything." he said.
Pan could hardly respond but just nodded as much she could. Trunks grinned letting go of her and walked to the bedroom door opening it halfway then turned to Pan, who still didn't move, "Till next time sweet heart" then moved through the door and silently out of the house.
Pan stayed were she was not moving for hours on end until she heard the birds of dawn chirping by her window seal. She opened her eyes and looked out to see the slight golden orange of the sky stretching over the hills and trees in the distance. Pan felt extremely groggy and there was still Pain surging through her body.
Pan began to lift herself off the bed with her arms but suddenly fell again and saw her arm was covered in blood. It was the wound that she had caused and the blood had seeped into her bed. No wonder she felt so horrid and dizzy. She had lost a lot of blood. She used her other arm to lift herself from the bed this time, she shifted her legs over the side of the bed and cradled her arm. The smell of the room was horrific, the scent of dried blood and cum.
Pan stood slowly feeling her skin as it seem tight against her body. She was so defiled and dirty, "I have to get clean at least. I can't just sit here all day and worry, I won't just wallow in self pity." she said as she walked very slowly through her room and to the shower, not caring to get any clothing or covering herself up. She walked through the hall now and blindly found the restroom. She looked in the mirror as soon as she entered and stared in hatred of herself and of Trunks. 'Why couldn't I stop him, Why did he do that' but she stopped her thinking and went back to worrying about her wounds. She turned from the mirror and sat on the rib of the tub and turned on the hot water and slightly turned the cold. She looked at her arm, she took the wash cloth from a hook near by and got it damp and began to whip the dried blood from around it. She knew she would have to peal the blood from the wound so that she would get some ointment into it.
Pan stood walking to the medicine cupboard and sifted thru it with her good arm. She soon found a bottle of alcohol and a jar filled with a white ointment. She placed the ointment on the counter and went back to the tub with the alcohol. She once more sat on the rim holding her arm up to the running water to soften up the scab a bit. She opened up the bottle and poured some onto her wound but only slightly though. Then she se t the bottle down and used her finger nails to pick various parts of the scab off. The blood spilled forth as she did so and she once more stuck her hand beneath the running water to keep the wound open. She grabbed the alcohol again and pulled her arm from the water and steadily poured it upon her arm while grinding her teeth to help her withstand the pain.
Pan stopped as soon as she ran out and dropped the empty bottle on the ground and shifted her whole body into the tub. She stood up not caring to pull the curtain across the tub so no water would hit the ground. She bent down slightly trying not to cause herself pain from her strained muscles and lifted the knob to start the shower. The water hit her body and felt as if it was stinging her flesh. She leaned her body against the wall and finally let her sorrow and pain hit her, she closed her eyes and let the tears flow and her memories pass through her from the night before. The pain was still etched in her literally and would not easily be erased. She was betrayed by the man she liked and by her best friend. She was so weak "why does it have to be like this. I have to get away." she said. She grabbed the shampoo still crying but began to wash reluctantly. She hurried as much she could and trying to avoid her wound. She finished quickly with only one trace of last nights encounter (her arm). She climbed from the shower and stood on the floor Looking into the mirror now seeming clean but felt the exact opposite. She looked into the cupboard again and grabbed the first aid bandages and then the ointment on the counter and headed back to her room.
WELL IT SEEMS LIKE I HAVE WRITEN ENOUGH SO I AM DONE FOR NOW I GUESS. I AM NOW POSTING MY STORIES ON 3 SITES. I HOPE I GET POPULAR AND JUST A REMINDER FOR THE SITE. IF YOU GUYS WANT THE GRAPHIC VERSION JUST EMAIL ME. OKAY.