AN: They got to see a movie later on in the chapter. Whatever is described for the movie will be italicized to try not to confuse anyone. No, the movie is not real; it's just something I made up.
"Ready to go?" Trunks asked when Peach walked into the living room. She was wearing a light blue sundress, reaching a few inches past her knees, sandals, and a pastel pink Spring jacket where the sleeves stopped above her elbows.
Her hair, which is usually left down and all over the place, was now neatly tied in somewhere between a high and low ponytail.
"Uh-huh." Peach nervously replied, looking past Trunks at the door, leading outside.
"If you absolutely don't want to go, we don't have to." Trunks spoke up, sensing Peach's nervousness.
"No, I want to go. I want to go out have fun with you and Mocha and Goten." Peach honestly replied.
"Ok. But before we go, I have something for you." Trunks stated, standing in front of Peach.
"Huh?" Peach asked, confused.
"I'm going to need my school ring back. Don't worry; I got one better. Well, two…" Trunks started, opening two different boxes:
One with a pretty aquamarine blue diamond surrounded by a few smaller emeralds. The other box contained two silver wedding bands with two hearts and "Forever Loved" engraved into each.
"It looks like a rose." Peach noted, mesmerized, looking at the ring.
"Do you like them? I didn't have time to personalize anything; so I picked matching rings engraved with "Forever Loved" and hearts inside." Trunks asked and then explained, hopeful, looking at Peach.
"I love them." Peach softly replied; she only started crying when he placed the rings on her finger.
It took Peach a few seconds, but she realized she was supposed to place Trunks's ring on his finger.
"Sorry." Peach apologized, placing the ring on his finger.
"It's perfectly fine." Trunks replied before gently kissing her forehead.
"Awww!" Bulma cooed, taking pictures while Mocha attacked Peach in a hug.
"Well, we'd better be heading out before it gets too late." Trunks and Goten urged before Bulma could say or do anything to keep them there longer.
"Ok. Have fun." Bulma happily told them; it was like she was trying to get them out of the house.
"Don't worry; we will—but not in that way. See you later." Trunks replied, taking Peach's hand, leading her out behind Goten and Mocha.
"Ok. Time to get busy." Bulma determinedly announced with a fiery aura once the door shut.
"What are you planning?" Vegeta asked, looking at his wife.
"Why is Mom doing the crazy thing?" Bulla asked, looking from Bulma to Vegeta.
"I don't know. I find it's best not to ask anymore—and I already screwed up by asking." Vegeta answered before watching his wife grab a communicator and started calling people.
She called:
Goku & Chi-Chi
Gohan & Videl
Krillin & 18
Piccolo
Tien & Chiaotzu
17
Master Roshi
Oolong
Yamcha (much to Vegeta's disdain)
Everyone shows up within ten-fifteen minutes.
"Ok, we don't have a lot of time. Let's get to work." Bulma ordered, looking at everyone.
The only ones to even look like they knew what was going on were Chi-Chi, Gohan, Videl, and 18.
"Umm… What's going on?" Oolong asked, looking at Bulma, only to shrink away when she had her scary fiery aura going on.
"Bulma, you can't really get mad at any of us for not knowing why we're here. You called us all over saying you needed immediate help and that we would be greatly rewarded." Tien calmly explained.
"Oh, right…" Bulma spoke, calming down, causing just about everyone to fall over.
"We're here to help organize the basement." 18 spoke in a bored tone.
"Yeah. She wants to turn it into an apartment for Trunks and Peach." Chi-Chi added.
"She never wants them to leave." Bulla stated, standing in the hall so that she could get to her room as fast as she could when Bulma gave "the look."
"Don't we need to call that contractor?" Vegeta asked, looking at his wife.
"Nope. That's already done. Been done for about five months now. You'd know this if you ever went down there." Bulma stated, looking at her husband.
"Five months? The boy hadn't even met the girl yet! Just how long have you had this plan? When were people in my house?!" Vegeta asked, freaking out.
"Again, Mom never wants Trunks to leave." Bulla repeated before running to her room to avoid her mom's wrath.
"I only had the construction start seven months ago; it finished five months ago. I haven't had anything else set up yet. And they were only here when you were home—and Trunks was out. Relax. Now, come on; let's get going so it's mostly done before they get home." Bulma answered before once again ordering, leading the way.
With Trunks & Peach & Goten & Mocha:
"Trunks, is everything alright?" Peach asked, concerned as they started walking somewhere to have an early dinner.
"Yeah… It's just—I know my mom; she's planning something, but I don't know what." Trunks answered.
"How do you know she's planning something?" Mocha asked, confused.
"You don't know" "my," "his," "mom." Trunks and Goten answered at the same time.
"I like Mrs. Bulma—and Mr. Vegeta; they've been very nice. Even Bulla's nice." Peach stated with a smile.
"You'd best not let them hear you call them that." Goten told Peach, confusing her.
"Huh? Call who what?" Peach asked, confused.
"He's saying you're not to call my parents Mr. and Mrs. anymore; Mom told you to call them "Mom" and "Dad," remember?" Trunks explained, looking at Peach.
"Oh, right…" Peach mumbled, looking down.
"Don't worry; you'll get used to it." Mocha assured Peach with a smile.
"Thanks. It's just so hard." Peach admitted.
"Ok. Never mind all that. Where are we going to eat?" Trunks asked, changing the subject.
"The all-new Pizza Cabin. Mom, Dad, Gohan, Videl, Pan, and I went opening night a few weeks ago; it was really good. The main thing there is you design your own pizza how you like it; they'll make whatever you want. But they also have a small buffet, a salad station, a pasta station, an ice cream station, and a dessert station with cakes and stuff like that." Goten explained.
"I've heard of it. Isn't it popular and usually busy?" Trunks asked, looking at Goten.
"Relax. It's early Sunday. Sundays, although get enough customers, is their slowest day. And it's only a little after one. Lunch rush is slowing down. We should be fine." Goten explained, looking at Trunks.
"Ok…" Trunks sighed but smiled when Peach squeezed his hand smiled up at him.
"At least it's nice day." Mocha noted with a smile.
"Yes." Peach agreed with a smile.
"Uhh… You two go ahead; we'll catch up." Trunks told Goten and Mocha.
"Ok. Is everything alright?" Mocha asked, concerned.
"Oh, yeah; everything's fine. I just want to talk to Peach for a minute—alone." Trunks explained.
"Ok." Goten and Mocha replied, walking ahead.
"Is something wrong?" Peach asked, confused.
"No. Like I told Mocha, everything's fine; it's all good. I just never got the chance to tell you something important. Or rather, the timing I don't believe was ever correct. I loved and thought you beautiful before—when you were half-Nekodian and half-Saiyan witch and you had straight peach-colored hair and light green eyes. Don't get me wrong when I say this because I love you no matter what you are, or how you look, but you're beyond beautiful now. And I still love you so very much. The sandy brown hair suits you better than peach. I still love your shining green eyes, but they didn't change too much. My point is: I love you for you and what you look like." Trunks sincerely told Peach.
"Even my tail?" Peach innocently asked.
"Yes. I mean, if you don't like it, I'm sure we can find a way to remove it. But I'd be lying if I said that's what I wanted; I can think of several things to do with that tail of yours." Trunks answered and then mischievously whispered the last part in Peach's ear, making her blush.
"Trunks—I love you too." Peach happily cried before hugging him.
Yes, she was embarrassed, but she wasn't going to show it in public.
"Ok. Come on; I think Goten's getting antsy or something." Trunks noted when he saw Goten impatiently standing at a street corner, looking back at them.
"Right." Peach agreed, happily taking Trunks's hand, and began walking to Goten and Mocha.
They didn't realize they had caught some unwanted attention.
"It's about time. What were you two talking about? Something sexual, I bet." Goten piped up, teasing them.
"Oh, yeah; we were totally talking about all the things I'm going to do to her." Trunks sarcastically shot back.
"Really?" Goten asked, kind of shocked; he missed the sarcasm.
"No! Jeez… Even if that's what we were talking about, it's not any of your business. I just needed to talk to her about something personal.
'No. It can't be. Not here.' Peach thought to herself when she saw something—or rather, someone out of the corner of her eye.
"Peach, are you ok? What's wrong?" Mocha asked, concerned when she noticed Peach's ears twitching while her tail poofed and rapidly swished back and forth.
"Peach?" Trunks asked, looking at Peach after Mocha said something.
"Hmm?" Peach asked, dazed and confused.
"What's going on?" Trunks asked, looking at her.
"What do you mean?" Peach asked, confused.
"I've seen cats freak out before; their ears would twitch like yours are now. And their tails would stand straight out with fur puffed up and lashing back and forth—just like yours is now." Goten spoke before Trunks could.
"Sorry. I just thought I saw someone I knew. But that's impossible; he died years ago." Peach answered, looking at Trunks, slowly calming down.
"You're sure about that?" Trunks asked, looking at her; she didn't look too sure at that moment.
"Yes, I'm sure; I saw him get crushed—and all the blood…" Peach answered, trailing off, rubbing her goosebump-filled arms.
"Ok… Let's go eat and then we'll see a movie." Trunks insisted, pulling Peach to him as he looked over her head; he didn't see anything, but he didn't trust sight.
'Goten.' Trunks telepathically spoke to Goten so the girls wouldn't hear as they continued to walk.
'Yeah?' Goten asked.
'Keep your guard up; don't let it down for even a second. There's no way, with how scared Peach was just a minute ago, that she didn't not see who she thought she saw. I'm sure she someone. Maybe who she saw was whoever he was or maybe it's just someone who looks exactly like him, but still…' Trunks sternly told Goten.
'I was thinking the same thing. We're in the city, I've seen a lot of people walking, but no one feels out of place. I don't sense anything. But as we've been taught, that means nothing. I don't want anything to happen to my Mocha. And I know for damn sure that you don't want anything to happen to your Peach. Do we contact the others just in case?' Goten replied.
'Piccolo and Tien, yes; Peach doesn't really know them. She wouldn't be able to pick up on their scents or energies. I don't believe she's ever met Yamcha. I don't know. But I know she knows my dad and his aura; she'd be able to pick him out. I'd say your dad because I'm not sure she'd be able to pick up on him. However, Mocha; she knows your dad. If either of them show up and the girls catch their energies, they'll wonder what's going on." Trunks explained.
'Right… Well, Piccolo could stay far enough away, but at the same time, close to keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary. Then he can contact the others.' Goten suggested.
'Yeah. Sounds like a plan. Who wants to contact him?' Trunks agreed then asked.
'You can do the honors of that.' Goten replied, nervous.
'I don't have a death wish; you do it.' Trunks argued.
'I don't want to disturb him if he's doing something important.' Goten argued.
'I can hear you two. No, I'm not close by. Not yet at least. But I can be there soon. Anything is better than this…' Piccolo interrupted Trunks and Goten.
'Ok. Do you know what's going on?' Trunks and Goten asked.
'Vaguely. You want me to keep an eye out for someone suspicious. Then if I do, contact the others.' Piccolo replied.
'That's about it.' Trunks and Goten replied.
'Got it. Have fun.' Piccolo said before disappearing.
'At least that's taken care of.' Goten stated.
'Right.' Trunks agreed.
"Well, here we are. What do you think?" Goten asked when they stopped in front of a large building that looked like a cross between a cabin and a gigantic pizza. By that, I mean it's a cabin painted to look like a giant pizza—the entire building—all the way around.
"Ok then…" Trunks spoke, staring in disbelief at the building in front of him.
"It's cool right? And don't worry; it's not one of those family places with all the kids equipment to play on. It's actually a nice sit-down place. I mean sure, it does have a small play area like Wac-Donalds, but nothing like Bucky Cat's (Chuck E Cheese)." Goten explained.
"Ok. Let's go in." Trunks sighed, holding Peach as they all started walking into the building.
"Hello, and welcome to Pizza Cabin. Four?" A hostess politely greeted them once they walked up three steps.
"Yes." Goten answered.
"Are you here for the buffet?" The hostess politely asked.
"No. We're here for build your own pizza and the salad, pasta and dessert bars." Goten answered.
"The salad and dessert bars come with all meals, Sir." The hostess corrected with a small smile.
"Ok." Goten said, becoming flustered.
"Please follow me." The hostess instructed, leading the way.
"Right this way." The hostess once again spoke, leading the group into a different area.
The first area was filled—and meant mainly for families.
"Ok, here we go. Your waiter/waitress will be by shortly to take your orders. If you have a specific order, just let them know. The pasta and salad bars in this area are on the back wall. The dessert bar is on the opposite side of the room. There are salad and pasta bars in the other area as well, but this way is more convenient. If that's all, have a nice day." The hostess informed them before bowing and walking away.
The hostess placed them at a decent-sized booth:
The girls sat on the inside.
The guys sat on the outside.
"Thank you." Peach and Mocha thanked with smiles.
"Do you know what you want?" Mocha asked, looking at everyone.
"I want pasta with breadsticks—and taco pizza without onions." Peach spoke up, looking at a menu.
"Salad?" Mocha asked, looking at Peach.
"No—not today." Peach replied.
"Are you ok?" Mocha asked, concerned.
"Yeah, I'm ok. I'm just not very hungry. I am, but not like normal." Peach answered.
"That's the Senzu Bean I gave you. Normally, it makes it so the person who eats it is full for up to ten days. For Saiyans, it's usually only a few days. With you, however… I don't know. Normally, people aren't hungry only an hour or so later—not even Goku. I guess… Every type of species are different. I'm just glad it healed you right away." Trunks explained, looking at the girls.
"Oh." The girls replied, understanding.
"Hello, I'm Kellen, and I'll be your waiter this afternoon. Can I start you off with something to drink?" Their waiter, Kellen, asked, looking at the group.
Kellen looked to be in his mid-twenties with short brown hair and brown eyes; he was tall and thin.
"Can I get a medium mango smoothie?" Mocha politely asked.
"Of course. And you?" Kellen asked, looking at Peach.
"Can I get a medium strawberry-banana smoothie?" Peach softly asked.
"Ok. You two?" Kellen asked, looking at Trunks and Goten.
"I'll just have a large chocolate shake." Trunks ordered his drink.
"I'll also have a large chocolate shake." Goten replied.
"Do you know what you'd like to eat, or do you need time? It says here you've also requested the pasta bar?" Kellen asked, looking at everyone.
"Yes, we want the pasta bar as well. I know what I want, and Peach knows what she wants. What about you two?" Trunks asked, looking at Goten and Mocha.
"Oh, I know what I'm getting." Goten replied with his big, stupid smile.
"I know as well." Mocha replied.
"Girls, go ahead." Trunks and Goten insisted, looking at the girls.
"Ok, I'll just have a salad and some pasta with cheesy bread." Mocha gave her order.
'The people of Jade don't eat much.' Goten spoke to Trunks.
'Yeah, I figured as much.' Trunks replied.
"Can I get a small taco salad without onions and with a side of breadsticks and cheese sauce along with some pasta?" Peach softly asked.
"Of course." Kellen replied with a polite smile before turning to Trunks and Goten.
"I'll have an extra-large meat lovers pizza with sausage, pepperoni, Canadian bacon, cheeseburger chunks, black olives, and extra cheese with a side of mozzarella sticks and marinara sauce. I'll be having a salad and pasta as well." Trunks gave his order.
"And for you?" Kellen asked Goten after writing Trunks's order.
"I'd like a medium steak pizza with red and green peppers, mushrooms with steak sauce for the sauce, a medium mac & cheese pizza with extra cheese, a medium taco pizza with everything, breadsticks, cheesy-garlic bread, and the chicken strips. And could I get guacamole either on the taco pizza or on the side?"
"Uh-huh… Of course. Is that all?" Kellen replied and asked in disbelief.
"Yep, I believe that's everything." Trunks and Goten replied.
"Ok. I'll put that in for you. You can get pasta and salad whenever you'd like." Kellen informed before walking away.
"Ok. Shall we go get salad and pasta?" Trunks asked, looking at the girls.
"Yeah." Peach and Mocha replied.
"Goten, since you're not getting either or, stay here and watch the table." Trunks instructed, looking at Goten.
"Fine…" Goten mumbled. But he knew Trunks was right; they had nothing to indicate they were sitting at the table. Someone could think it's empty and place someone else there.
Five Minutes Later:
Trunks and the girls returned, and Goten got out so that Mocha could get in. Also, their drinks and appetizers arrived.
Two Hours Later:
Lunch went without any problems—except the occasional giggling girls that tried hitting on Trunks and Goten—with Peach and Mocha sitting right there.
Peach was confused and hurt as to why they were doing that. However, those feelings went away when Trunks put his arms around her and kept his hand on the table so that others could see his wedding ring.
Mocha, on the other hand, was livid; she scared a few girls away.
When it was time to pay, Trunks and Goten split the bill of $78.38. They ate everything, shocking the waiter, manager, and owner. However, it gave the owner a new idea.
If you order and can eat two large pizzas, a large bowl of pasta, a large salad, and your choice of four breadsticks, garlic knots, cheesy bread, or cheesy garlic bread, your meal will be free.
Goten was the first to do and get his picture taken and placed on the wall. In the end, Goten got a large bowl of pasta and salad as well. He's so proud of himself.
"What are we going to see?" Trunks asked as they left the restaurant.
"We're going to see, Hell Hath No Fury. A friend from school recommended it." Goten answered.
"You're in school?" Trunks asked, confused; he didn't think he enrolled in college yet.
"No. I graduated last year, remember? And no, I'm still not in college—much to Mom's disdain. I'm afraid to tell her that I really don't want to go to college right now." Goten sighed.
"I'll stand by you when you want to tell her." Mocha told Goten.
"No. Sorry. What I mean is, if you're there, you'll get yelled at because it'll be your fault. Trust me; I know my mother. I don't want her to yell at and blame you for something that's not your fault." Goten explained.
"Does she not like me?" Mocha asked, confused and hurt.
"No, she likes you. She's just set on me going to college and get a good job. But I want to go out and do other things. Of course, I'll get a job, but—I don't know." Goten sighed.
"I'll stand by your side. You're stuck with me. And that means we stick together through thick and thin no matter what." Mocha stated with a smile, putting her foot down.
"Mocha…" Goten started to protest.
"I'M STANDING BY YOUR SIDE." Mocha growled, looking directly at Goten, scaring him a little.
"Ok." Goten said right away, backing up a little.
"Good." Mocha happily spoke with a smile.
"So, what is this movie?" Trunks asked, changing the subject.
"Horror movie about revenge. I wasn't given a lot of details, but it came from a friend who is a horror buff; he knows his horror. And he does too. I've seen a few movies recommended before, and they were good. He said it was a good one to watch with the girlfriend because it's empowering or something like that." Goten explained.
"Horror?" Peach asked, nervous. The last horror movie she watched was The Oasis when she lost Chubby Bunny to Bulla.
"I'll be with you the entire time. And again, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to." Trunks assured her.
"Ok. I'll try it at least." Peach replied.
"Are you sure?" All three of them asked her.
"Yeah." Peach replied with a determined smile.
"Ok. Come on; let's go." Goten instructed, leading the way.
"What are you seeing and how many?" An unhappy ticket person asked, looking at Goten.
"Four to see Hell Hath No Fury, please." Goten politely asked.
"Are you all seventeen?" The ticket person dully asked, looking at everyone—mainly the girls.
"Yes, we're all seventeen and older." Goten calmly answered.
"IDs, please." The ticket person instructed.
"ID?" Peach asked, confused.
"Don't worry; I have yours." Trunks replied, pulling his and her IDs out of his wallet while Goten and Mocha got theirs.
"Heh. Ok. That'll be thirty even." The ticket person told them, handing Goten their IDs back.
Goten gave him the money, "Thank you. You're on the west side in Cinema 7. Enjoy the movie." The ticket person told them before they headed to where all the snacks and drinks were.
"Do you want anything?" Trunks and Goten asked, looking at the girls.
"Can I just get a cherry slushy? I'm not all that hungry." Peach answered.
"I'll just have a water, please." Mocha replied.
"Can I help you?" An older female asked, looking at them with a smile.
"Yes, can we get a medium cherry slushy, a water, a large Root Beer, a large Pepsi, two nachos, and three large pretzels with cheese sauce?" Trunks asked the person.
Medium Slushy: $5.50
Water: $1.00
Large Root Beer: $7.50
Large Pepsi: $7.50
Two Nachos: $6.50 * 2 = $13.00
Three Large Pretzels: $5.50 * 3 = $16.50
Three Cheese Sauce: $.50 * 3 = $1.50
"Ok. Your total is $52.50." The lady told Trunks the price.
Goten paid to get in, so Trunks is paying for the snacks—which is where theaters get you. Snacks and drinks are always more expensive than getting into the theater itself.
"Thank you. $2.50 is your change. Please wait at the end of the counter for your food. Enjoy your move." The lady politely instructed as she handed Trunks his money.
"Thank you." Everyone replied, heading to the end of the counter to wait for their food. Someone behind the lady filled the drinks and handed them to Trunks, who passed them to the others.
"Are you ok?" Trunks asked, looking at Peach.
"Yeah. Just a little nervous is all." Peach softly answered with a smile.
"About the movie? Thank you." Trunks asked and then thanked someone who brought them their nachos and pretzels.
"Yeah. I don't know why, but I don't have a good feeling about it. I don't know… Maybe it's because of the last horror movie we watched." Peach admitted.
"Don't worry; I'll be with you the entire time." Trunks assured Peach.
"Ok." Peach replied with a soft smile.
"What Cinema did he say we were in again?" Goten asked, looking at the others.
"God, you're hopeless." Trunks stated, looking at Goten.
"Do you remember what he said?" Goten asked, challenging Trunks.
"West side, Cinema 7." Trunks replied, remembering what the ticket guy said.
"That is what he said." Mocha agreed with a sigh.
"Let's just go." Goten huffed, defeated.
"1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. Ah. Here we are. Cinema 7." Goten happily announced.
"Let's head in." Trunks simply said.
He was worried about Peach; she looked uncomfortable and didn't want to be there. She was only there for him, Mocha, and Goten; she wanted to have fun with all of them.
She had a bad feeling about this movie—as she should.
The movie poster next to the door was of three young women with all sorts of weapons, standing in front of what looked like some kind of abandoned building. There was some text at the bottom, just under the women's feet—kind of like they were standing on them.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? You have no idea."
"What about Hell hath no fury like THREE women scorn?"
"What would you do for the people closest to you?"
"How far would you go for REVENGE?"
"What would you do for you?"
"What would do for others?"
"HELL HATH NO FURY!"
"Are you two ready?" Goten asked, looking back at Trunks and Peach.
"Yeah. Sorry." Peach apologized as she followed along with Trunks right behind her.
There weren't a lot of people in the cinema—maybe four or five other people.
"Where are we going?" Mocha asked, looking at Goten.
"All the way up." Goten answered.
"I don't think so. Maybe halfway. Think of Peach. She's already got sensitive hearing. Going all the way up, right under the speakers is probably not the best." Trunks argued.
"How do you know that?" Goten asked, looking at Trunks.
"He's not wrong. Cats and dogs have heightened and more sensitive hearing than Humans and Saiyans." Peach softly spoke up.
"Fine…" Goten mumbled; he wanted to go way up top to be behind everyone so he and Mocha can make out. Mocha also wanted that.
"Why don't we split up for the movie? Goten and I will go all the way up, and you two can sit somewhere in the middle. Then when the movie ends, we can meet up at the entrance and go somewhere after. I mean, we can't talk during the movie anyway." Mocha explained, making a deal.
At that point, Trunks knew what they were going to do.
As for Peach—it went over her head.
"Works for me." Trunks and Goten stated.
"Ok." Peach responded, confused.
"See you after the movie." Goten and Mocha said, heading up while Trunks Peach found a spot in the middle of the fourth row.
"They don't really plan on watching the movie; they're going to make out. And you can't talk during the movie because it's rude to the other people here. So if you need to say something, just whisper it." Trunks explained once they were situated.
"Oh. Ok." Peach replied, understanding as she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Soon after, the credits started rolling.
No other people showed up.
Kind of figures; this movie had been out for a few weeks now.
The movie started with a half-naked female screaming for help while running from an abandoned building.
However, she didn't make it far; someone threw an ax at her head—direct hit.
Peach jumped right away, but she didn't scream.
Fade to black—and…
One Year Later:
We're introduced to three different girls and their day-to-day lives.
Mika: a sixteen-year-old high school student with waist-length blood-red hair and purple eyes. She's a shy bookworm who spends most of her time at the library or in her room. She's bullied by most, so the library and her room are her safe places. Her mom is absent most of the time, and her older stepbrother creeps her out. Dad's not in the picture, and stepdad is dead.
Angel: an eighteen-year-old high school "slutty" party girl with shoulder-length dirty blond hair and blue eyes. While she's still in school, she rather be partying at clubs—getting in using a fake ID. She parties all the time to avoid going home to her drug-addicted mother and her abusive husband. She's labeled "slutty" not because she has sex but rather because of her clothes.
Raina: a twenty-one-year-old high school dropout with attitude with brown hair reaching just below her neck and green eyes. She dropped out of high school because her boyfriend at the time dosed her drink and raped her while unconscious. He and two of his best friends went around school, telling everyone she slept with all three of them—at the same time—in multiple positions. She was labeled a slut.
Some days later (roughly twenty minutes into the movie), all three girls ended up at some safety assembly at the town hall. Girls have been going missing and later turn up dead.
They just went over the basics:
Curfew
Buddy system
Don't go with strangers
Bla, bla, bla…
After the assembly, Raina, Angel, Mika, and a few other girls were grabbed from behind and knocked out.
When they came to after however long, they were gagged, tied to mattresses, and were in what looked like an abandoned building. The only things they had on were their bras and panties.
After a few minutes, some men, including Mika's stepbrother, Angle's teacher, and Raina's ex and his friends, walked in.
The men said nothing; they just went over to and started raping the girls.
Peach lost it.
"Trunks help them; you have to help them. Why isn't anyone helping them?" Peach cried before getting up and running out of the cinema.
"Peach calm down; it's ok. It's not real; it's just a movie. Just like The Oasis, it's not real. They're just actors and actresses. No one is actually being raped; it's just for the movie." Trunks explained after he caught up with Peach.
"W-w-why? Why would someone make a movie about that?" Peach asked, confused as tears just poured down her cheeks.
"I don't know other than there are people out there who get a kick out of it. Peach, I'm sorry. I didn't know this movie had rape in it. If I had known, I would've suggested we watch something else. Do you want to home? Or something else?" Trunks asked, looking at Peach.
"No… I want to finish the movie…" Peach answered, trying to rub her tears away.
"Are you sure?" Trunks asked, shocked.
"No… But it wouldn't be right to just leave in the middle of the move Goten paid to get in." Peach softly answered.
After Peach calmed down enough to go in, Trunks saw she wasn't going to give up; he just sighed, "Ok. Let's go."
They had been out of the cinema for roughly ten minutes now; the rape scene should be over by now.
Nope.
The scene didn't end until Trunks and Peach got back to their seats.
The guys had just finished raping the girls and were leaving but said they would be right back.
While they were gone, Raina managed to get her arms free and then her legs. She was pissed; this was the second time she was raped.
And not only her—a bunch of other innocent girls.
Instead of just leaving, she released all the other girls from their restraints and helped them up.
The girls ran to a window, looked out.
When it looked like the coast was clear, they climbed out one by one. Raina was; first, she would help all the others out.
Angel was next, followed by Mika, who reminded Raina of her younger sister (the girl at the beginning of the film).
After Mika was on the ground, other girls started coming out.
Raina told each of them to run and don't look back.
There were three girls left in the abandoned building, with one climbing out the window when the men came back.
The three girls inside were killed right away. The girl climbing out the window got a few feet from the building when she was shot in the head.
Along with Raina, Angel, and Mika, four other girls got out.
Two of the four other girls were killed by the men.
Out of fear and paranoia, one of the four girls attempted suicide but was found by her parents just in time. The last of the four girls successfully committed suicide.
Raina, Angel, and Mika went missing. They had been staying at Raina's cabin (used to belong to her deceased grandparents), coming up with ways to get revenge. But they needed time to make a plan; these men had been planning this for over two years. However, the girls didn't have that long. Who knows how long it'd be before they found new victims?
Also, they had to stay hidden so that the men wouldn't find them.
Mika was too nice to go through with any of the plans, but she came up with everything, including creating the traps.
The rest of the film is just the girls stalking the men before eventually slowly and painfully torturing them before killing them.
We all know Goten and Mocha missed most of the movie because they were making out.
Peach tried, but she couldn't; she hid her face in Trunks's chest until he put his foot down and convinced her that it was ok to leave the movie. She tried; that's all that matters.
Why stay?
What's the point?
Peach didn't like the movie.
Trunks didn't like the movie.
They went to the lobby, sat at a table, and waited for the movie to end and for Goten and Mocha to meet them.
Trunks spent that time hugging and rubbing Peach's back, calming her down.
"I'm sorry." Peach apologized—again.
"It's not your fault. The movie just wasn't good. I promise, the next movie we watch will be funny or something." Trunks promised.
"Ok." Peach softly replied.
"Hey, what's going on? I thought we were going to meet outside the cinema." Goten asked, walking over to Trunks and Mocha.
"What happened?" Mocha asked, concerned, noticing the tear stains on Peach's cheeks.
"Did you know there was rape in that movie?" Trunks asked, looking directly at Goten.
"What? No. Why? Was there?" Goten asked, confused.
"Yeah… A good ten or so minutes of it. I'm sure it brought up memories for Peach. And it just wasn't a good movie; we walked out." Trunks replied, looking at Goten.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I only caught the last twenty minutes of the movie. Now it makes since as to why they were killing off those men." Goten absentmindedly stated, looking at Trunks.
"Whatever. It's done and over with. Where to next?" Trunks asked, looking at Goten; he was in charge of all this.
"I was hoping to go to the beach…" Goten sighed, looking at Trunks.
"Ok." Peach spoke up.
"Do you know what a beach is?" Goten asked.
"Yes, I know." Peach answered.
It was then she realized Mocha must've told them about her fear of water.
"Are you sure?" Trunks asked, looking at her.
"Yes. As long as I don't have to go near the water, I'll be ok." Peach answered.
"Ok." Trunks replied with a smile; he saw she was trying to get over the movie by having fun. It was both a relief and a worry.
"To the beach!" Goten and Mocha happily exclaimed, leading the way.
Trunks and Goten flew the girls to the beach, and all was good—until it wasn't…