Disclaimer: A lot of people liked the last chapter…so I'm not going to abandon the story just yet! I don't own dbz, you all already know that, so whatever.

"You tell anyone about this, and you will really suffer…I promise" Yamcha said coldly as he pulled up in front of the Capsule Corp Mansion. He got out and closed the door softly. He walked around to the other side of the car, and opened her door.

"Do you understand?" He said as he peered down at her. She nodded and exited the car. Bulma tried to sway clear of him but he would have no such thing. He grabbed her and passionately kissed her hard, along with groping her.

'He's insane'

"Now get your ass inside, your house. Don't wake the 'Rents sweetheart."

Bulma watched as he drove away.

The broken vixen entered her house through her kitchen door. No lights were on, that's a good sign. Bulma looked at the clock on the stove.

'2:32, damn that pig let me have it for a long time'

Bulma silently sat closed the door and tip toed up stairs…no one stirred…she was home free. Bulma was thankful that she didn't have to tell anyone of her nightmare yet.

Bulma ran upstairs to her bedroom and closed her door. The troubled scholar sat on her bed and breathed in and out, slowly and soothingly. She would not let that fucker get the best of her, she would not cry.

A weird feeling came over Bulma; she stripped into her underwear and walked into her private bathroom with a pair of scissors.

'I need a change'

Bulma grabbed a thick lock of her hair and let the scissor do it its job. Soon she took another lock…and another.

'SNIP'

'CLIP'

'SNIP'

'SNIP'

The punked out Bulma stared at her self in the mirror. Her gorgeous locks of hair scattered on the floor. The hair her mother loved so much, the hair that won her dozens of children beauty pageants…. fuck, it will grow back.

'Time for bed'

This new Bulma told herself…but it seemed that as soon as she closed her eyes her alarm clock buzzer rang.

"Good Morning West City! It's 7:00 and its time to get your lazy ass up!"

Bulma listened to the wangster DJ, he tried so hard.

Bulma got up and again walked in to her bathroom, the hair from last night stuck to her feet. Bulma took a nice long shower, letting her new hair get soaked.

A few minutes later

'All these clothes are too damn bright'

Bulma said as she glanced through her closet of things to wear. Something suddenly struck the aggravated scientist. She reached in the back of her closet and found her treasure, an old Invader Zim shirt, from the 5th grade, with Gir on it.

'Well I really don't feel all that pretty' she whined Bulma combined that shirt with a pair of black strait jeans and high top converses. 'This would just have to do' she thought as she went to put on some rarely used make up.

Breakfast

Bulma ate her Lucky Charms solemnly…she felt uneasy when she heard her mother's familiar hum, as she walked down the stairs.

'Here we go'

"Hi sweetie how was your dat-…."

Bulma and her mother made eye contact that could kill.

"Bulma, what the hell did you do to your hair? What the hell are you wearing?"

Bulma stayed silent.

"Well let's get your father in here!" Her mother said as if he was really a threat "MARTIN COME DOWN HERE AND LOOK AT YOUR DAUGHTER!"

Soon enough Bulma's father was downstairs his jaw to the floor. His beautiful daughter, looked like some hooligan…

"Bulma there is no need for argument, I want you to take your behind upstairs and change those clothes right now! After school I'm taking you to the hairdresser to get your hair into something decent.

Bulma sipped the rest of her milk out of her bowl, making sure to slurp. She casually stood up from the table and looked both her parents in the eye.

"I like my hair"

Blood boiled in all three of them.

"Young lady! You march upstairs right-"

"Stop the shit dad, I know a secret. Mom, I know one too!" She said perkily

"W-what are you talking about?" her parent's said in unison

"I will not have any of this young lady!"

Bulma's father advances towards her and grabbed her wrist. The wrist that was covered with an armband to hide one of the many bruises Yamcha left her with last night.

"GET OFF OF ME!"

Bulma screamed, starting to draw tears. Her arms was still sore, she didn't not want to be touched.

"Mom, dad's cheating on you with some woman named Alexi!"

Time to pull out the big guns…

"Dad mom had so many lesbian lovers, you wouldn't even believe! She constantly talks to them about how she has to fake orgasms with you. Remember Cindy, Candace, Jamie, Zoe! None were her sister's dad! She ate out everyone of them!"

Bulma breathed heavily, she felt like she was going to collapse. Her parents stared at her as if asking 'How did you know?'

She read their minds

"You two made it too obvious…I'm going to be late for school"

With that Bulma left through her kitchen door, she decided to walk instead of ride her baby blue bike.

School

Bulma decided to skip every period until lunch. She went to the mall to find some new clothing to fit her new attitude. Actually her book bag was filled with, clothes, no books, what so ever. Her parent credit cards were also maxed out…a lot of bills from hot topic.

The dark heiress arrived right on school grounds when the lunch bell rang.

'Right on time'

Walking into the lunch room, Bulma saw Vegeta, Goku and Chi-chi sitting at their usually table. She quickly sat down and looked at the table. She didn't want eye contact with any of them no matter how bad she wanted to tell them.

"Woah…nice new look nerd" Vegeta said sarcastically

"…."

"Aren't you going to say something back?" he asked , mildly annoyed.

"…no…why should I"

Vegeta just stared at her. Bulma had just denied a verbal battle…it was impossible.

"Chi- we need to talk" Bulma started to choke on tears…. 'NOT GOING TO CRY NOT GOING TO CRY'

"Bee, I guess your not mad at me anymore…"

Chi knew more than anyone that Bulma could hold a grudge, and if Bulma talked to her before Chi-chi apologized…this must have been a problem.

"Hey guys, anything good on the menu? Wow, Bee, great new look. It suites you"

'That voice' Bulma felt her heart drop and an instant feeling of nausea.

"I have to go!"

Bulma lunched from her chair but accidentally tripped over it. She scrambled to her feet and ran the nearest bathroom.

"Sorry Yamcha…I don't know what's gotten into her…" Chi-chi apologized as she got up to go look for her friend.

Bathroom

Bulma cried silently inside a bathroom stall then heard a gentle knock.

"Bee?"

Bulma burst out of the stall and held Chi-chi

"Chi-chi! I didn't know! He scares me! I wanted to wait I wanted to wait so bad!"

Chi-chi looked at Bulma confused.

"Bulma hun, who?"

"Yamcha…he…he"

Chi-chi felt a cringe in her heart…

"He didn't hurt you…did he…?"

Bulma raised her head and looked into her best friend eyes…

"That BASTARD! He's going to pay…I promise. We're going to make him pay!"

"Chi-chi…I can't go home…my parents…they…"

"I know, I know. Come home with me, we will figure this out."

"Chi- chi, I love you so much…thank you."

They just held each other and rocked on the floor. This was going to be a long year.

A/N: Poor Bulma, I feel really bad You guys can use your own imagination to figure out what Bulma looks like now. Thanks for reading, now review!