Chapter 11: Bulma
Three years later Vegeta showed interest in my son. He took him away from me a lot and had him follow him around. It was so sad, I had a feeling I would lose him, but my heart had false hope that it would not be true.
Although I felt for my son at the time I had my own problems. I was to have another child of his. He made sure that I had everything I needed, expect for him. Even though he had been so mean to me I still wanted him to love me and help me, but that is only something I can hope for.
My sister has not come to see me since the incident and it makes my heart ache. She writes but only letters of simple things as if I were only a relative, no longer a friend. I hear that she is doing well and that her son is very smart, but I hear nothing about her and she mentions nothing of me.
No matter what happens I have promised myself that I would not go down so easily. Even if I were to kill myself I will not only take myself but everyone else down with me. I will not be killed but freed instead. But I must wait for this day.
Vegeta comes in my room sometimes but he says nothing. He knows that I am in pain and he doesn't care. I have had many things to say to him but have always kept silent until today.
"Why…why are you doing this to me," I say quietly at first.
"What?"
"Why are you doing this to me! I am not yours and neither is Trunks! We are not your prisoners."
He looked surprise that I had yelled at him then back to angry," Who do you think you are? You are mine and so is he. Oh, and so is that."
His hand touched my stomach when he got closer to me. I could not say anymore to him I just cried. He couldn't take this one away too, what would I have left? I grabbed his arm and pulled him down to me, it wasn't that I wanted him to hold me but I needed something to hang on to.