Chapter 19: Bulma

I've been feeling sick for a while now. The doctor says that he doesn't know what's wrong with me. He thinks it's an act and that's what he told Vegeta it was. I'm not sure what Vegeta thinks but the way he looked at me makes me think that he believes the lies.

The cat my sister gave me followed me everywhere. It seemed to give me a strength that I haven't felt in years, some sort of power it had. When the cat was with me I felt my sister but when it was gone I couldn't even find myself. This had been going on for years just like my sickness.

As the year went by my husband became nicer to me. Still suspsious and always on guard I tried not to make him mad. Eh would always give me things but never in person. The servants always gave me his gifts but it did make me happy.

My daughter is now thirteen and her brother is sixteen. Most of the time they are separated and I try to keep it that way. Trunks has started being really nice to her and I don't want anything to happen to her. Vegeta has Trunks most of the time and that's what scares me the most.

Vegeta has me sleep in his room tonight and it was not bad in fact I wish it would not end. He put his arms around my body and pulled me close and against him. My body relaxes against his for the first time. When we sleep together it's not so bad, he was actually careful of me and gentle about it. I laid with him for a while after before falling asleep. If only it had been like this before things would not be the way they are now.

In the morning I got up early. The sun was not yet out but the dark was very nice. I went to take a bath by myself (I hate when the servants try to help me) but before I got in I heard a sigh that did not come from my throat. My heart stopped and my first thought was Vegeta was with someone else but then the real reason came to me.

I walked quickly to my room and opened the door but no one was there. Maybe she got up she might have went to wake up a servant or got something to eat. Trying to reason with myself I sped up down the hallway. Then the long walk ended. The door opened and my fears were concluded. The son I hadn't spoke to in years was in bed with my daughter.

"NO! No," they stirred when they heard me scream.

"What is wrong mom," Trunks said half awake.

"What are you doing? What the hell are you doing," I yelled looking at the reflection of myself in that bed.

It was all too much. It brought me back so long ago, flashes of me against that cold wall at my sister's wedding. Every second I spent under Vegeta came crashing back all the abuse and pain. But it was him, Trunks his son, he got everything from Vegeta. He taught his son what women were worth.

"This isn't fair. This isn't fair. How could you do this," as I yelled my daughter hid herself.

A servant ran in, "Is everything okay ma'am?"

"Yes I'm okay, but take her out of here. Put your clothes on and come see me in my room. Now Trunks."

I walked back to my room and almost broke down. This was Vegeta's fault, but how could he do that? Why? How? Should I talk to him? What good would it do?

My legs felt weak and my eyes hurt. That sickness was coming back to me but I don't know what to do. All I know right now is I'm going to-

Evilluna: Sorry it took so long my internet has been gay. Lol. Anyway I am done with this story just a couple more chapters to type they will be up today.