Accusations of the Heart

Chapter 8- Dread

By: Majin Bulma

Trunks' Dream Sequence

My arms wrap around my elbows as I stare openly into the darkness; welcoming it. Enjoying the loneliness, the isolation- it's my solitude and every minute that goes by just relaxes me more. Yet- I feel tensed…I feel like I… really… shouldn't be here- yet I feel welcomed. It confuses me, yet it satisfies me and makes me feel pleasant. It also makes me feel so lonely now… where's Goten…? More importantly-Where's that damn woman?

My eyes dart around suddenly looking for that son of a bitch that wants to make my life more of a living hell than it already is…or was. Anyways. I take small steps around, staring at the sites- if you can say there is any- looking for my target.

Maybe she has given up and is letting me stay? Or maybe that's what she wants me to think- and then when I let my guard down- that's when she will strike, well, she's got another thing coming to her! I will never let my guard down! Never! That's one of the only things I have learned from Vegeta. I guess he did do something useful for my life hn?

After a while of my searching for her I give up- but stay alert- and take a seat on the cold barren floor of nothingness. A long sigh escapes my lips as I run a casual hand threw my matted locks of lavender. If I am to be here forever… how insane can I truly get? If I am to be here for eternity… I don't even want to think about it. As time goes by, then I will worry about it then, but not now, there is no use in wondering about this now and get fused up over this… nonsense.

Nonsense. I laugh lowly to myself. Nonsense? Is this exactly what this is? Is this whole being here useless to me? Is it useless that I am here? Is there even a point? Rather than escaping the clutches of reality. Funny. Is that what I am doing? Escaping reality- or escaping pain? Escaping the insanity of the planet called Earth? Escaping the loss and loneliness- the pain and hurt- the suicidal- the striving of wanting death- Escaping my- father…my father. Yes, that's exactly what I am running from. The hurt, his hate, the remarks the insults all the beatings the lies! JUST MAKE IT ALL STOP! How can I even deal with this shit! Of course staying here is better than going back to a world where death seems like the only alternative- the only option- the only means of my escape.

Why even consider anything else then this, wondrous place. A sadistic little chuckle churns up my throat and flows from my slightly parted blue lips. This place is crazy; it would make even the strongest fighter, the loneliest and most proud warrior turn to the clutches of insanity. I'm holding in there; actually for me, this is the most sanest thing I've ever done. I mean, I'm not cutting myself. I'm not using drugs- fuck I don't even crave one. I'm not laying in the middle of my floor broken with my pride shattered staring up at the top of my pitch black ceiling staring into the nothingness, thinking of the nothingness, with blank cold unreachable eyes. It fills me yet, it makes me empty. It's a contradiction.

Which brings me back to another discovery. Blue lips. Pale skin, blue lips, dilated eyes. I had seen all this when I was staring into that witches soulless eyes. I could see myself staring back at myself. My philosophy on this was that. I am trapped between life and death. So I cant have a ' living' body, or a look. Yet I cant have a completely dead body. So I'm not extremely pal, there is still color to my skin; my eyes are just more… colder? Drawn out? And my lips are a slight tint of blue. Yet pink. It's just, so abnormal- yet it's normal. This place is so weird. It confuses me.

My arms tighten behind my drawn forward knees as I sense a piece of… I don't even know what to call it. Caution. Something to set me up straight. What was that? A blinding sensation shot up my back. It's like something just invaded my mind, my body, my thoughts… My own personal space. I stand up slightly keeping my guard up. ' This is probably that witches fault.' I growl slightly in the crevices of my mind. My growling comes to a halt when I see a flash through my mind. The words ' Trunks Briefs' flashes on a black paper back book. My thoughts begin whirling, thinking of what actually that could be.

" Is that supposed to mean something you bitch?" I yell out loud. But I hear no respond. "I know your messing with my mind!" I begin pacing around the… black never ending road. What could that have been? Where is she? Is that…NO

That feeling! The Book! My privacy being invaded that's the feeling because my- my journal! NO! WHO- WHY- NO! I CANT! I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW!

" YOU FUCKING BITCH! HERES YOUR CHANCE! GET ME OUT OF HERE! LET ME GO! PLEASE! NOW! LET ME GO! YOU IDIOT FAIRY WITCH!!!" I thrash and thrash screaming at the top of my lungs. I can't let anyone see that! That's mine! And only for my eyes! Even if I am dead, no one can see that. " BITCH!!!!!!" I scream as loud as I can, I can feel my lungs burn from the sensation. When the light appears in front of my vision.

" What is it now youngling. New names for me hm?"

" GET ME OUT NOW! I WANT TO GO BACK NOW! LET ME GO!" I scream flying towards her, trying to grab her to shake her to get my point across to her.

" Oh? What brought this on?"

" NO TALK, GET ME OUT NOW"

" Maybe…I should take my sweet precious little time."

" YOU ASSHOLE, I FUCKING HATE YOU! ILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" I scream, panic is definitely evident on my facial expression. OF course followed by anger.

My eyes shift as I feel the cold, ice on my ear that's coming from the back of my head. " How can you kill what's the ruler of the dead?" I freeze slightly, my form shaking in small tremors. ' Time time time…' " Do I have to give you a tampon my little monkey." My fist throws behind me trying to punch the bitch in the face when I gasp loudly after I heard a laugh that faded soon.

My eyes shot open and loud gasp resounded as I stared at the large white ceiling.

" Doctor!" I heard a girlish shrill next to me. My attentions snapped to the source. A doctor with grayish hair pulled back in a ponytail that reached to his shoulders came stumbling in along with the blonde bimbo nurse.

" Mr. Briefs! Your awake!"

" Thanks for stating the fucking obvious asshole." I growl rushing to get off this damn bed. I winced in pain and doubled over. The doctor and nurse ran to my side pushing me back down on the bed. He held out a needle but I growled.

" Stick that in my fucking arm and ill stick my foot up your-"

" I will use this if you don't calm down Mr. Briefs."

" LET ME UP! I HAVE TO GET HOME- IT'S A FUCKING EMERGENCY!"

" Whatever is happening at your home I'm sure it can wait, and is fine, you need rest and healing time."

" Fuck you, you don't know what I fucking need." I growl and spit at him. " Fucking prick." Well. That did a lot of good. The bitch stuck a needle in my arm.

" He'll be calm in a minute doctor."

" I want you to put him on-"

" Right."

My head began lulling to the side as I began to see tiny spots, my arms started tingling and I began to un-tense. The next thing I knew I was on a different bed with my arms strapped down to my sides, my legs strapped down as well as my middle followed by my shoulders and head.

" Now, we don't want you to hurt yourself even further Mr. Briefs."

" Dun.. tal. T'me lyke ah b-be- f'in p'ck" (Don't talk to me like a baby- fucking prick.)

" Your wounds are still not healed and we want a full recovery."

" himmm!" (Home!) I'm trying my damndest to talk properly, its so fucking hard. I'm gonna draw blood first chance I get.

" No, no home Trunks, not yet."

I try desperately to do something. The sensation is growing and growing and I can't do a fucking thing about it. My eyes begin to water. I don't even know why the fuck that's happening. Damned drugs. Can't hold back my emotions.

" Don't cry Mr. Briefs, maybe your friend will come later to cheer you up."

Friend? Who…Then it dawned on me. GOTEN!

" Tin…" (Goten)

" Yes, I believe his name is Goten."

My eyes water even more and spill down my paled cheeks.

" Is this upsetting you Mr. Briefs? We'll just leave you be, to sleep and get more rest."

" Nuuuu" I stumble on my words. Its amazing, in a way, that this guy is understanding all that I am saying. Prick. I guess doin' this you're whole life you get around to understanding.

" Is there anything you need Mr. Briefs?"

" TIN…" I try to scream as much as I can but it comes out in a regular talking sound.

" You want Goten?"

" nnnnnnnnn" –I try and nod but the strap on my head wont allow it. " H-ry."

" Go get Mr. Son on his cell phone." The nurse scoots to the side of the small room where there is a phone hanging on the wall.

" I, hay ew" ( I hate you) I try and growl, hell I even try and scowl but I cant.

" That's ok Mr. Briefs."

" Mr. Son! We have good news! Mr. Briefs has awaken!…. No, yes. He would like to talk to you. Hopefully you can understand. He was resisting so we had to, calm him down." The bitch smiled to me extending the phone to my ear.

" gu- way" ( Go away)

" You wont be able to hold the phone." Some how I manage to hold the phone against my ear with my head. " So stubborn." She huffs and the leaves with the doctor leaving the door open slightly.

It starts off with him saying words so fast it hurts my head; I don't even know what he's saying.

" TIN!" I say as loud as I can and he stops rambling. " Gu meh ouse n gemmi te back book in meh ruum." ( go to my house and get me my black book in my room.) I say trying to pronounce every word as close as possible. I want to smack myself in the head at his question: What? " GU" he says it after me. " TU" again. " MEH OUSE" …. " OUSE!" I hear him tell me to go on. " GE MEH BUUK IN MEH RUUM.!!!!!!!" I scream. He tells me that he's on his way. " Sum won go' it." I tell him again. Please lord, Please KAMI let him get it before someone see's it. I can hear his radio on the phone and his squealing brakes. Wow, was he already doing to my house?

He must read minds. He told me I was lucky because he was going to my house to check on that family.

I hear the doctor coming back in, my eyesight un-focusing for a minute.

" I thought that you'd be asleep by now, you're a strong one eh Mr. Briefs?" He takes the phone away from me and talks with Goten briefly. I can't concentrate on what he's saying. I have to stay awake. Can't fall asleep. I refuse it. But, it doesn't even feeling like I'm falling asleep. I just feel so calm. And numb.

" Well Mr. Son will be here shortly to check up on you." I so want to flip him off right now. " the nurse will be watching till then."

I hate doctors. So stuck up... They think they know everything. Those smiles irritate me to no end. Those mock smiles. Once I get out of here ill rip his tongue out, ill stab his eyes out and watch as he bleeds all over the floor. And once that's over, after I get my book that is, ill kill myself so I wont have to be here anymore. Its as simple as that.

Please, Kami, let him get it before anything happens. I pray and pray and pray. If my life meant anything just don't let anything be revealed, unlocked. Pleeeeeeeeeeease.

Hn! Will Goten make it in time!OO! Thank you to the people with reviews ; some I shall use =) But some I will not be able to =( I have other plans, and more to this fic. Don't worry, it wont end anytime soon =)! Just to let you know. It will probably be a chapter a week ? Hehehe!

In the summary, I cant have Trunks love Goten- yet =) remember. Trunks turns him down. =(! HEHEH! I want more ideas, if anything! !!! ANYTHING. Or any suggestions? Or maybe anything anyone wants to see sooner or later! Cmon !

Majin Bulma

stop Threatening my small mind OO!