Chapter 6: Bulma
The young servant snatches my child out of the tub. She looks at me more horrified then the first time I saw her. She has not right to stand between my son and I. He's mine.
"Give him back," I nearly screamed, "He's mine and not yours. He's not you concern or anyone's but mine. Do you understand? You have no right!"
"I don't care. If it means my head I will still not let you hurt this child. It doesn't matter what you say."
"Give him here," I slapped the poor girl as I screamed at her.
Then I heard him," What the hell is going on! What are you doing?"
I gathered my thoughts as he starred at the servant. I had to come up with something so I wouldn't get in trouble. That poor servant, I used her and it was wrong.
"She
took him from me! For no reason at all," I yelled pulling words
from nowhere.
He looked at me then back to the servant who coward
her gaze to the floor, "She, She, she was holding him under the
water. I saw her."
"What the hell were you doing with my son," he asked grabbing my by the shoulders.
" I didn't do anything. I didn't do anything wrong," I felt myself sink in his grasp.
His forehead creased with anger and he hit m against the wall, "What did you do? Sit down! Get back to work and take care of my son, slave."
I put myself on the floor and fought back tears. He stood above me looking down. I was scared to death, but he didn't hurt me, instead he knelt down in front of me, "You will not be able to see him till you tell my what is up with you."
With that he left and I was alone. My child would be with me, I just had to figure out how to get him back. The servants were not going to budge for fear of Vegeta but maybe he had a weakness. Then it came to me, I knew what I had to do.