Chapter 16: Bulma
My two-year old daughter is beautiful, my son is looking more and more like his father. I try to focus more on my daughter so I don't have to go through the pain of reviewing my son's life, but I can't help but look at him every now and then. He comes to me sometimes and gets mad when I don't talk to him. What can I say?
Trunks has his fifth birthday and my parents throw him a party. Lots of people I don't know or care about come to praise Vegeta about my son. Chichi and her husband come with their son who had already turned five. She approached me for the first time in years. There was nothing in her hands, no presents, no child, no letter but she grabbed mine and spoke.
"I now I let you down in some way and I'm sorry, but I couldn't bear to see you like that in my head anymore, I had to push you out. But now-"
I opened my mouth to say something as she trailed off but Vegeta grabbed my arm. He pulled me along over to my son. His hands fell on my shoulders and he pushed me down in a chair. I looked up at him and he looked down for a split second then back up.
After that I felt a little ignored. The thing that surprised me was I cared. A weird feeling came over my heart when he looked away from me, a kind of sad feeling. It hurt worse than his sex.
My sister never came back to see me again that day and we went home from the party early. Vegeta wanted me to sleep in his room again so I obeyed. His hand came on my waist and as soon as he touched my skin I shivered. I pulled myself away and he gave me a look.
"What now," he said.
"Nothing," I sighed and moved back in his arms.
What was going on with me? If I knew then what I know now I would have left. How could he do that to me? Why did he have that affect on me now? Why did I ache for him now?
In the morning I went back to my room as quickly as I could. It was the first time in a long time that I ran. It was the first time in a long time I was confused. I just didn't get it. Why now? Why him? Why me?