Chapter 3

'O MY GOD, O MY GOD! This can't be happening. Is he dead!?He can't be! Check his pulse Bulma. DUH!'

"Let me see." I bent down on my knees and took him in my hands. 'Well he still has a pulse, so that's good. I should try waking him up.'

"Vegeta." I said shaking him lightly. "Vegeta! Wake up please." I'm crying so much by now, I have a headache. "Don't leave me. You can't."

Then all of a sudden my heart skipped a beat as he lifted his head and looked at me with those dark hurtful/innocent sable eyes.

"Hey, B-Bulma." He said as the words struggled out of his mouth.

"Vegeta! What happened to you?"I said still sobbing.

He lowered his head as the words came out. "My f-father…. He's literally a b-back s-stabber. He said, trying to chuckle, looking up at me.

"This isn't funny Vegeta. I'm calling 911."

"But you p-promised you w-wouldn't tell anyone."

"This is different and you know it. Your life is on the line."

"Please."

"What the hell am I supposed to do then, Vegeta!? I'm not a doctor, you know."

"Yeah b-but you the s-smartest person I k-know."

"All I took was a couple of first-aid classes last summer and I don't know if I remember anything."

"I know you c-can do it. I t-trust you."

"Ok, but if you die, don't blame me.

I struggled to get his hands over my neck so I could carry him to the kitchen. Once we got there I cleared everything off the table and lifted Vegeta on to it.

I'm so uneasy about doing this. His life is in my hands. I hope I can do him justice.

He was lying on the table helplessly as I climbed up to the alcohol cabin, which is locked. 'I'm going to get into so much trouble,' I thought as I broke the lock and grabbed a bottle of vodka.

"Ok, I'm leaving this here and running upstairs real quick." I ran up to the main bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit.

As I came downstairs Vegeta was unconscious again, so I left him that way and put a wash cloth between his teeth.

"Alright Vegeta, if you can hear me, this is going to hurt badly. Here goes nothing."

First I took his shirt off and then it hit me. I've never seen him with it off before. 'Wow he looks good! Wait, stop it Bulma, you have to save his life.'

After I poured the vodka and pulled the knife out as quickly as possible, he let out a painful scream to let me know he was awake. Then I put a wash cloth to the wound and applied pressure to make it stop bleeding, but as I did this, I remembered something that no one probably would. Table sugar. Sure that sounds weird, but I learned in first-aid classes that it helps heal wounds fairly quick.

I let go of the cloth just for a second so I could get the sugar and when I returned to the table, I sprinkled it all over his wound and dressed it with a piece of gauze, while adding petroleum jelly to it. Then I bandaged the wound, hoping I saved his life.

He was passed out again. It wasn't till an hour later that he woke.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"What do you think? It still hurts, but it's bearable. I think you just saved my life." Vegeta said.

"Well, you're talking normal, so that's a good sign. Let's see if you can move now."

With the support of my arm, he was able to lift himself off the table, before letting out a small groan. I helped him all the way to my bed, so he could rest.

"Vegeta, why don't you take the bed tonight? I don't want to hurt you on accident when we are sleeping."

"That won't be necessary."

I put my head to the side in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Tarble. I can't leave him alone with father tonight. "

"But you can't leave mister. You have to rest."

'I know there's no winning with this girl right now. Damn it.' "Can you at least bring him here so I can tell him something?"

"Sure, no problem. Be back in five minutes."

'Hopefully that stubborn boy stays in bed. He's in no condition right now.'

"Tarble! I shouted, once I got outside. "Tarble!."

"Yes, Bulma?" Asked Tarble.

"Dang. That was fast."

"I was already outside looking for Vegeta. I'm worried about him, because father did something horrible to him."

"I know, that's why I'm here, Vegeta is in my room healing. I bandaged him all up, but he has to rest. He wanted me to come get you."

"Well let's go. What are we waiting for?"

Once we got to my room, Tarble rushed to Vegeta's side. 'What brotherly love.'

"Are you okay? I was worried about you, after what father did to me." Said Vegeta.

"I'm fine. What about you?" Asked Tarble.

"I'm feeling better thanks to her." He said, while pointing to Bulma.

"Didn't you want to tell me something?"

"Yes. Stay at the tree house tonight. I don't want you alone with father."

"Why don't I just lock our room, like all the other times?"

"You know as well as I do that he can bust the door open at anytime. I would feel better if you stay there for tonight."

"Fine then. I'll see you tomorrow."

When I escorted Tarble out, I was determined to get down to the bottom of things. I had to find out why they're father did this to Vegeta.

"Vegeta, what exactly happened to you?" I asked when I entered the room.

"I don't want to talk about it."Vegeta said.

"Come on. I know somewhere deep down inside-"I can't believe he cut me off.

"That information is between me and my father only. Is that clear, girl?" he said brutally.

"You don't have to be such a jerk about it! You know I did just save your life."

"Yes and I'm thankful for that, but some things just aren't meant to be told. Especially about my pathetic life. You should just forget about me."

"Hey, I'm not giving up on you. Okay? You may not want to talk about it now, but I know somewhere in the future you're going to open up to me."

"I'm never going to get rid of you, am I?" He said chuckling

"Not that easily."

We were interrupted when the door to my bedroom flew open.

"Oh my. I didn't know Vegeta was here, sweetie". Said Bulma's mom.

"I forgot to tell you. He's spending the night."

"I don't know if that's a good idea today. It's a school night, Bulma."

"We both promise we won't stay awake that long. Right, Vegeta?"

"Right."

"Well, alright then. Remember bedtime is at nine o' clock,."

"Yes, mom. I know."

"Also, do you know what happened to the lock on the alcohol cabin? When your father and I went into the kitchen, it was broken."

"Nope. No idea."

"Okay, well, you two have fun and take care of Vegeta, he doesn't look that well."

'Thank God, my mother is so naïve.'

Both Vegeta and I totally ignored her, because we stayed up the whole night, once again. It's always so pleasant to spend time with him. I should have taken advantage of this, because little did I know what was going to happen the very next day.

When morning came, I made sure to help Vegeta out of bed very carefully and to change his bandage. I looked at the clock, to see how much time I had to get ready for school, but it was already 10:00 am!

"This is just perfect! I'm totally late for school. I have to get going." I said.

"Why don't you skip school today? It's not like you're going to die." Said Vegeta.

"You mean, you want me to play hooky!?"

"It's just one day. Besides, you're already as late as can be."

"What I'm I supposed to tell my parents when they find out, Mr. Smarty pants?"

"I don't know. You are a genius, right? I'm pretty sure you can figure something out. Just say you felt ill."

" Well, you do need someone to take care of you and I would feel ill if I left you all by yourself. So, I guess it's not completely lying. Ok, I'll do it!" I said smiling.

With Tarble

Sleeping In a tree house isn't exactly comfortable, but it beats sleeping in fear. I wish I could sleep at Buma's house like Vegeta does, but he says she's his friend and wants his "privacy" with her. He says he doesn't like her, but I know he does.

I hate going back to that place we call "home". If only mom was still here. I know she wouldn't have let any of this happen, but oh well.

Its twelve o 'clock in the afternoon and I'm dreading to go back home. I approach the house very cautiously, not wanting to upset father. When I enter the house though, it's nothing like I expected it to be. There are boxes and bins everywhere, with a moving truck parked outside, but what surprised me the most was father wasn't there.

Back at Capsule Corp

I, Bulma Briefs, finally got Vegeta to watch a movie with me. I'm the happiest girl on planet earth right now, but it was about to come all crashing down in a matter of seconds.

'Ding Dong'

"Hey, maybe it's Tarble, Vegeta. You should get it, because you do need to move around a little to get better."I said to interested in watching the movie and holding hands with him.

"Fine." Vegeta said, while getting up moaning in some pain.

Once he opened the door, both of us were shocked to see who was standing there.

"Hello, son. Is this where you've been disappearing to all this time?" Said Vegeta's father.

"How did you find me?" Asked a horrified Vegeta.

"Well, if you must know. I ran into a person, who calls himself master Roshi a couple of days ago. He was so kind to teach me an ability to sense ki.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"That means you can no longer hide from me, because I will always know where you are. It's the ability to sense a destination, power level, and life force of anything."

"Impossible."

"If it is, then how did I find you smart ass? We need to get going, were moving."

"WHAT!?" Both I and Vegeta yelled at the same time. I don't know if Vegeta's father heard me, because Vegeta's voice overpowered mine for once.

"You heard me. Were moving. Now move your ass." He said harshly. I know where Vegeta gets it from now.

"No."

"What did you just say boy?" He then grabbed Vegeta where his wound was and he started whimpering in pain.

"Umm? Sir, I don't know if you know this, but you're in my house and I can get you arrested for trespassing on private property." I said.

He then looked at me and released Vegeta.

"I'm sorry miss, I didn't realize this." He said embarrassed. "Boy, you have five minutes to wrap things up." Then he slammed the door and left.

"Oh God. Are you okay, Vegeta?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"What does he mean you're moving!?"

"I don't know, but this sucks. Now my life is going to be pure hell. You are the only hope in my crappy life."

"I am?"

'Wow, did I really say that out loud?' "Yes, of course you are."

"I don't want you to go!" I said trying to hold back tears.

"It's alright. Like people say if we were meant to be then we'll find our way back to each other."

I hugged Vegeta not wanting to let him go, getting lost in our own world. We got snapped back into reality when we heard a horn honking non-stop.

"Change your bandage, while I go get something from my room."

He nodded as I ran to my room and grabbed my iPod. I came back downstairs to see him walking out the door.

"Vegeta, WAIT!"

"Sorry Bulma, Tarble came over and said father is getting impatient. I have to go."

"Take this" I handed him my IPod. "It has a texting app, that way we can text each other. My number is already programmed in."

He kissed me on the forehead and then my world faded away as Vegeta walked away. I've only known him for a little over two months, but I feel like it's been a life time. Hopefully what he said about us coming back to each other is true, because I can't help but feel we belong together.