Chapter 10: Bulma

My eyes fluttered open and struggled to focus. There were voices coming from around the room, there seemed to be eight…no maybe two. The only thing I was certain on was that I recognized one of the voices too well.

I saw Vegeta standing by the door when my eyes focused. Then I notice that there is a man standing very close to me, it must have been the doctor. My wrists felt as if someone had squeezed them and they were about ready to give up the fight to stay attached to me. They were bound, that's what it was. Why were they so tight? What happened?

Then I remembered. I had tried to die right in front of my sister. It must have killed her to see that. My mind went back to when our eyes met, so much fear in her eyes as she watched the blood go down my arm. I felt that with that look she knew everything, but in my mind I knew she would never begin to know anything. It was too much for her, I knew this better than anyone.

"Are you okay madam," the male voice next to me asked.

"Yes. I think I am."

"What the hell do you think you are doing," Vegeta yells from the door making my body freeze like a scolded child.

"I was…it was an accident. I didn't mean to…," I couldn't finish, what could I say, he knew.

The doctor gently lifted my arm to look at my wounds, "That was quite an accident, if I may say so."

"Nonsense," I say surprising my self with a small laugh, "You do not tell me what I did and did not do. I am telling you! It was a fucking accident! OKAY!"

The doctor left the room nodding to Vegeta as I covered my face. What was he going to do to me? I didn't want to die by his hands, only that of my own. If he were to kill me I would take him down with me. Everything everyone thought would be reduced to nothing, he would be nothing when I was through.

"What is with you? What the fuck," He kicked my bed and it hit hard against the wall.

I couldn't talk not when he was looking at me with such hate. It seemed as though what ever I would have said he would have just killed me on the spot. So I said nothing. But it didn't work he pulled forward towards me throwing my wrists above my head. He tightened his grip and noticed the pain in my eyes with great satisfaction.

"You're staying with me tonight. You are not to touch my son either. Got it," he said getting closer to my face.

"Yes, but Vegeta…he's my son."

He looked at me for a moment and then smirked. His lips touched mine before he left out the door. How stupid he must think I am. The things I am used for. Even though I am injured he will still force me to have sex with him. It will never end and it will never matter what I think. I can only hope that my son does not suffer the same fate or worse…be Vegeta's child and no longer mine. Oh Trunks I don't want to lose you.