Hey everyone, I'm glad you all seemed to like the last installment of this story! There are going to be many surprises coming, so prepare yourselves! Anyways, thanks to heiress2thethrone, bulmas-angel, bulmaprincess, Cabalistic, Vampiress-06, QAMStu and SSJ GOGETA for reviewing! Anyways, here is the next chapter…
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Marron was dressed in a pale yellow ball room gown made by Calvin Klein. For the first time in her life, she felt as if she belonged somewhere, or with someone. She was holding the man in front of her as if he were her life support. Even though he wasn't exactly the definition of kindness, it didn't matter right now. She needed to feel loved, even if it was only for the length of a couple songs.
She had loved Yamcha Davenport ever since she could remember. It was the only reason that she continued to let him treat her with such disrespect. For she knew that he didn't want her, and that she was simply there to fill a void he felt tonight. She wasn't as stupid as people perceived her to be, she just hid behind the image. For if she pretended not to know that she was being used by him once again, it wouldn't hurt as much. As far as she knew, ignorance was bliss.
However, Yamcha was content with himself for the most part. I mean, only he could get away with publicly deceiving his girlfriend of four years. Marron was a good back-up because she always came back, and it didn't matter how shitty he was to her, she craved him. And the best part was that no one told Bulma. Not even her "best friends." He had crafted his game so well that there was no possible way he was getting caught. His idiotic team mates would never go behind his back—not if they wanted to stay in their starting positions on the lacrosse team.
Yamcha's hand slowly slid down Marron's back, feeling every inch of every curve that she had. She looked up to him with a need that he had never seen before. It wasn't just the sexual need that she usually had, it was something more. If he wasn't mistaken, it could have been a need for love. Yamcha's conscience told him that maybe this wasn't such a good idea, but he quickly shook that thought out of his head. He was determined to have someone tonight, not really caring whether it was Bulma or Marron.
He then leaned over into Marron's and whispered,
"I think we should go after the presentation of the award, to say… my place?"
His warm breath on her ear gave her a heated sensation. Her blood was pulsating with excitement at the prospects of another night with Yamcha. She looked up to him and gave him a grand smile. She then softly whispered,
"How could I refuse the offer of a winner?"
Yamcha leaned in close to Marron's face and roughly whispered,
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear."
With that, Marron gave a dimmed smile and looked away from him. She was wondering, is this what I really want? Or had she really let it go too far? She would question herself daily, but it all disintegrated when she looked at him. He really was her weakness.
Vegeta's Car…
Saying that Bulma was ecstatic would be an understatement. Just as Vegeta did, she kept a composed front, but on the inside she was racing. She had knots in her stomach and her legs felt as if they would give out any second. She was a mess—but in a good way.
Vegeta watched as Bulma was nervously shifting around in her seat. It was actually making him nervous, and he did NOT get nervous around girls. The more she moved, the more distracted from his driving he got, and this was annoying him. It also annoyed him because she had such an effect on him. He then barked,
"Can you stop your incessant moving! It's annoying the fuck out of me!"
Bulma's face became red as she snapped,
"I am NOT moving incessantly, first of all, and second of all, that's no way to speak to a lady!"
Vegeta chuckled to himself. He had never ever heard anyone with a mouth like hers refer to herself as a lady. Vegeta then responded,
"Have you ever been to a finishing school?"
Bulma looked at him with confusion and cautiously responded,
"Yes… why?"
"Because I thought they made loud-mouthed wenches into refined ladies… I guess I was wrong!"
With this, Bulma playfully smacked the side of his arm. She had to admit, he was pretty good, but she would get him back later. Vegeta quickly stole a glance at her before fixating his eyes back on the road. She looked unspeakably beautiful, her sapphire eyes pierced into the very depth of his soul. This freaked him out to no end. In an attempt to distract himself, he pushed the play button on his car stereo. The song that happened to play was Soundtrack to Our Movie by Mae.
Bulma's eyes widened as she exclaimed,
"I love this song!"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. She got overly excited about everything, but he thought that it was cute, although he would never admit that out loud. He then responded, with his voice dripping in sarcasm,
"Well, isn't that nice? But it wouldn't matter whether you liked the song or not, because we would've listened to it either way."
Bulma snickered. He was so ridiculous; he always had to make some big point out of everything. She thought it made him cute, although she would never admit that out loud. She also appreciated the fact that he treated her like a real person instead of like some Barbie-doll who needed to be showered with compliments and gifts. It was a very refreshing change.
Vegeta was going about 95 down the highway towards the Ritz-Carlton hotel, and he was wondering how that shit-head boyfriend would react when they entered the grand ballroom together. He figured that he would be furious, and in his book, that was a major bonus. But Bulma was having major anxiety over the same issue.
Her hand slid slowly over the custom leather interior of Vegeta's Mazda RX8 as she got caught up in her own thoughts. She knew that Vegeta was the guy she wanted to be with, but the timing couldn't have been worse. However, for once, she was going to do what she wanted without the opinion of others influencing her.
The Ritz-Carlton…
The grand ballroom was filled with an elegance that only a monarchy theme could provide. Dazzling ballroom gowns, the velvet red carpets, the golden pillars, this truly looked like a royal event. Even the food had eatable gold in it.
The stage was decorated with matching velvet red curtains with gold stain lining, and served solely for the purpose of decoration. Bunny Briefs took a good look around her and gave a wicked little smile. This was the life she was born for. This was her destiny. If Cromwell (Dr. Briefs) died, she knew she needed a back-up plan. Just as she started to devise a plan, William lightly tapped her shoulder. He smiled viciously and said,
"It's show time."
Bunny was presenting the award with William for the student who showed the best physical achievement (basically the school's biggest jock award). The winner would have to opportunity to get sports scholarship for any school of their choice. She knew who the winner was going to be, but who didn't? William funded this award every year because he didn't know how to spend his money quickly enough. It was disgusting how much money he had.
Bunny eagerly followed him to the stage as he tapped the microphone three times and said the classic,
"Testing 1, 2, 3… testing."
Bunny let out a brilliant laugh as the student body quickly quieted down and everyone turned to them. She then leaned in towards the microphone and said,
"Hey guys! Most of you know that I'm Mrs. Briefs, Bulma's mom." Quickly after William interjected,
"And I am William Prescott, the grandfather of Vegeta Ouji, and the owner W group! And we're here today to present the prestigious award for the student with the highest physical achievement."
William looked to Bunny with a grand smile. She looked beautiful in her Sue Wong gown, and was sure that he would rather not have anyone else up on stage with him. Her blonde hair gleamed under the intense stage lights, as her dress seemed to glow.
After that momentary distraction William looked back out into the crowd. He was trying to find Yamcha within the crowd of people, but he was no where to be seen.
In the crowd…
Chi-chi was growing very tired of listening to Bunny and William drag on about some stupid jock award. I mean, yeah, her boyfriend was a jock, but that wasn't the point. Besides, she knew that Goku wasn't going to get the award anyways. Nope, it was going to be awarded to that philandering idiot, Yamcha.
Goku was nearby Chi-chi talking with Raditz and Krillen near the food table. All of the boys were slowly eating their food as they were staring at the two adults speaking up on stage. Chi-chi rolled her eyes in exasperation. How could they not know that Yamcha was going to get the award! Then, in quick haste, Chi-chi walked over to Goku and snapped her fingers directly in front of his face.
"Goku! What are you doing!"
With a look of genuine confusion, Goku scratched his head and responded,
"Uh… watching the presenters give their speech!"
Then in a high-pitched voice of excitement, Krillen added,
"Yeah Chi-chi! We're not quite sure who's going to win…"
After that comment, all of the boys found themselves in "deep thought" while Chi-chi once again rolled her eyes. She looked away from the pathetic scene looking for something—something that she couldn't quite place. For some reason, when she was surrounded by people on all sides, she felt so lonely. As stupid as it sounds, she really wanted her best friend to be there.
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a frantic 18. She was droplets of sweat were rolling down her lightly golden skin as she frantically paced in front of Chi-chi.
"Chi! I… saw… them…!"
"18, slow down and take a deep breath, what did you see?"
"AUGH! Yamcha and Marron! I've caught them in the act!"
Chi-chi's mouth was now hanging wide open in shock. It was no secret that Yamcha had cheated on Bulma—multiple times—but he actually had the audacity to do it in a public place! The nerve of that little…
"SHIT!" Chi-chi whispered harshly to 18. With a confused look 18 asked,
"What?" At this point 18 was very confused. Chi-chi's normally olive skin went completely pale. It was not the type of pale that Bulma's skin was, it was more ghostly than that. She lifted her seemingly fragile arm and pointed towards the entrance of the hotel. 18 finally realized where Chi-chi's haunted look came from. Bulma and Vegeta had just entered the ballroom while Marron and Yamcha were going at it right next to the door of the women's bathroom. With a look of annoyance gracing her features, 18 sighed. She then looked to her friend and asked,
"Well, how the hell are we supposed to handle this one?"
Bulma and Vegeta entering the Ritz…
Bulma looked stunningly beautiful in her light blue Vera Wang gown. She looked like an enchanted princess from one of those fairytales you read as a child. In excitement, she ran into the ballroom to look at the gorgeously designed monarch theme. Her happiness made her glow radiantly, and she turned to look at Vegeta.
Vegeta looked at Bulma in amazement. Her sapphire eyes were truly the key to his heart, but he wasn't ready to admit that yet. He was still trying to convince himself that she was just another girl, but that couldn't have been any further from the truth. Then, he looked around the room. The ballroom looked quite exquisite with all of the gold outlines and the marble columns.
Bulma was now giggling in excitement. Vegeta turned to look at her and asked,
"What are you laughing at?"
Bulma smiled, she was so happy. However, her response was just,
"Nothing."
Vegeta rolled his eyes in a horrible attempt to seem exasperated and said,
"You're crazy."
Her smile grew as she responded,
"I know."
Bulma then spotted Chi-chi and Bulma near the punch table and went towards them, dragging Vegeta along with her. Vegeta grunted with slight annoyance but accepted being dragged around by the beautiful girl. After all, it meant that she was holding his hand, and that was something that he didn't mind.
Nervously, Chi-chi and 18 were waiting for their gorgeous friend to come greet them. Chi-chi was the first to notice that there was someone tagging along behind her. Not only that, but Bulma was glowing! Oh god. She was with Vegeta. This means that if she sees Yamcha and Marron it will be and it will be an even bigger disaster. First of all, she knew that if Bulma saw that, it would ruin her fabulous night, and also, Yamcha would try to beat the crap out of Vegeta.
Bulma was now right in front of both Chi-chi and 18 and greeted them with much enthusiasm,
"Hey guys! It turns out that I could make it to the Academy Ball after all…" She turned to flash a smile to her knight in shining armor. He had already wondered towards the boys who were eating at the punch table and listening to Bunny and William. At this point they were telling the students the opportunities that the student who won this award would have. All three girls rolled their eyes and laughed. Chi-chi was the first to speak,
"B, I'm glad you could make it!" She tried as hard as she could to maintain a positive attitude. She just couldn't let Bulma go to the bathroom,
"Yeah, me too," Bulma responded, "But I really need to go the bathroom…"
18 and Chi-chi looked at each other with horrified expressions and in unison screamed,
"NO!"
Bulma then started to look very confused. She tried making her way to the bathroom but her friends were blocking the way. She tried stepping in the other direction, but her friend moved again, as to purposely block her way. She started to get really peeved and said,
"Guys! What the hell is going on? I'm not an idiot. There is some reason you all are trying to get me to stay away from the bathroom!"
18 laughed loudly and said,
"No! Why on EARTH would you think THAT!"
Chi-chi looked at 18 and shook her head and put her hand on her forehead. Bulma was no idiot, and she was not going to be stopped. 18 tried blocking Bulma's way again, but Bulma was able to brush right past her. They shot each other worried glances before taking off after her.
Bulma hurriedly went toward the bathroom before any of her friends could try and stop her again. As she turned the corner, she heard light moaning. She always thought it was so tacky when couples were all over each other at dances. Couldn't they just wait until they got home? She always asked herself when she saw (or heard) these couples at dances.
Bulma stopped dead in her tracks. Was this real, and was this right? This was her boyfriend and another blue haired girl. But this blue haired girl was in a yellow dress. She looked down at her dress, to see that it was not yellow. This confirmed that she was not looking at herself and Yamcha being intimate, but in fact it was him being intimate with another girl. She gasped in shock. She couldn't move, and she suddenly felt like she was going to throw up. She dropped to her knees and started to cry. She let the painful tears slid down her face with elegance and grace. She was breathing hard, trying to stabilize herself between sobs.
Yamcha heard someone sobbing and was starting to get annoyed by this. He didn't need some dumb chick ruining the mood for him and Marron. So, he took a break from kissing Marron and looked up to see Bulma on her knees and sobbing. He immediately shoved Marron off of him and shouted,
"Get off you dumb slut! What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Bulma looked up to see Yamcha's half assed attempt to make this look like it was all Marron's fault, when she full well knew that he was just as into as she was. As the tears streamed down her face, she coldly stated,
"Yamcha, I know you wanted her. I know you fucking wanted her! Don't you now pretend that you didn't!" She slowly brought herself up from her knees. She didn't notice that the entire ballroom got silent (including Bunny and William), nor did she notice that Yamcha was in complete shock and that her friends were solemnly staring at her from behind. She continued on,
"What a shame Yamcha, you cheated on me! Like everyone said you did! Well no one told me directly, but I heard the whispers in the halls. It's ironic, you know? Everyone considers me to be the smartest girl in school, yet they don't think that I am smart to enough to know that my boyfriend was cheating on me! How FUCKING stupid could I be! Huh, answer me that you worthless piece of shit!" She then ran over to Yamcha and violently shoved him against the ice cold marble wall.
Yamcha felt the full impact of hitting the cold wall. And for once, he felt the full impact of her words as well. All of the guilt he had pushed aside was resurfacing and sent dark chills down his spine. He rubbed the back of his head, which was now pounding considerably and he tried to reach out to Bulma.
Bulma knew Yamcha was reaching out to her in order to make himself seem like a caring soul, but she knew full well who he truly was. She wasn't about to let him get off easy either,
"Yamcha, don't you fucking dare try to touch me!" Bulma again sank to the ground and covered her eyes. She didn't believe that he deserved the tears that she was shedding over him.
"How could you do this to me! And with her! That stupid bitch that you would always claim to hate, and whom I hate!" Bulma's finger was pointed at Marron with all the hatred she felt. It was not the fact that Bulma loved Yamcha anymore, but she had spent four years with him, and Marron was constantly trying to take him away from her, and she finally succeeded.
Yamcha looked at Bulma with sadness and guilt. He was, for the first time, realizing how badly he had treated Bulma. She was the only person there for him after the drug incident. She saved his life, and she was the only one who cared. He finally realized how much he had taken her for granted. He kneeled before her and whispered remorsefully,
"Baby, I am so sorry."
Bulma was enraged. She threw her hands in the air and shouted,
"Sorry! You're sorry now? Yeah, well it's a little late to be saying sorry! You fucking idiot, you say sorry when you don't call, you say sorry when you are late, you say sorry for trivial things, and right now we're way past trivial! You… fucking… BASTARD! You were always to busy to be with me, and now I know why! You were FUCKING this slut over here! You don't know, but one night, when you told me with you're 'friends,' my mother and I got in a huge fight! Yeah, and guess who was there to save me. It was not you, but it was Vegeta!"
Yamcha was now infuriated. He knew that little shit had a thing for Bulma. He looked behind Bulma to see that Vegeta was standing with Chi-chi, 18, Goku, Krillen and Raditz. They all shared the same look of condemnation. Yamcha then tried looking into Bulma's eyes, but they were covered by her small and soft hands. He went on to say,
"Vegeta just wants you for ass! He doesn't give a damn about you—"
"Yeah, well neither do you, you disgusting womanizer! How I could ever care for someone as shallow and empty as yourself is still a mystery to me. And even if Vegeta doesn't give a damn about me, and just wants me for ass, he has treated me worlds better in the short time that he has known me than you have in the last four years!"
Yamcha stood up in anger, and looked down on Bulma, who was still on her knees. Few tears were in her eyes now as a numbing sensation filled her body. She, too, got up on her feet, and stood in front of Yamcha. She was now looking him straight in the eye. What she did next was a shock to everyone in that ballroom. With all the force she could conjure up, she pulled her hand back and then forcefully slapped Yamcha. He immediately felt a tight, stinging sensation take over the entire left side of his face. She looked upon him with disgust and said,
"It's a shame I wasted four years with a mindless piece of scum, such as yourself."
With that comment, Bulma ran out of the ballroom. People cleared the way so the broken princess could run out gracefully from the ball that she helped create.
Yamcha watched her run away from him. He knew that was the last time that she would be known as his girlfriend. He was now fully aware of the mistake he had made, but he couldn't move. He just stood there; his hand covering the area where Bulma had hit him. He thought she would always be there, until he eventually broke up with her. But all of that was nothing now. For now he knew that he did care about her, but he was just too fucked up to even do anything about it. He just stood there in complete shock of what just happened.
Marron was standing in a corner near the woman's bathroom. She was now feeling more alone and hurt than she had ever felt in her life. He could make her feel like a princess, but he could also make her feel like dirt. Right now, she was feeling like the dirt under one of Bulma's white silk Manolo Blahnik's. It was always her that put him in his place, and it was always her that made him think. She saw how Yamcha reacted to Bulma's harsh words, and she was jealous. She wondered why she couldn't have been the one that he needed. Marron knew that Yamcha was too deep into his own thoughts of Bulma to notice that she was standing in the corner, right behind him, depressed as hell. A single tear descended down her face as she came to a realization. No matter what she did for him, it would never be enough.
Hey guys! How did you like that chapter? The next chapter is going to have a lot of chaos and drama! It will be the aftermath of the Bulma and Yamcha split, and we will see Yamcha and Vegeta fight! And will Bulma get in deep trouble with her mother for stealing her mother's spotlight? Find out next time on The Life!
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