Disclaimer: Vegchan owns this plot, not the names/moody attitudes of the characters. :)
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So here is chapter eight! The more I try to plot this story, the more I realize how long it'll be if I want to fit in all the crap that pops into my head.. The reason is because this whole story is going over a time period of like eight, nine months.. I'll probably throw the occasional, 'two months later' deal in here or there, but other than that it's bound to be more chapters than 'All's Fair In Love and Business,' which I believe is twelve... Anyways, speaking of that fan fiction, I promise that the sequel will be my next fan fiction released! (Not sure of date. Sorry.) I've thought up some interesting twists to throw in, and I'm excited to write about Bulma and Vegeta working together! Kay, so back to this fan fiction, thank you : Musette Fujiwara, Me, and Spini for reviewing!! Enjoy this chapter, and PLEASE REVIEW!
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I turned at the "Fucking,"smirked amusedly at the "dyke let me finish!"And laughed at the, "Ms. Briefs!"I watched as the color from the woman's face drained and Mr. Zanotti ordered her to go to the office.She quickly shouldered her purse and left. The class had been silent for some time now. I watched as Mr. Zanotti sighed exasperatedly and walked back to the front of the room. I caught the look from Juu. She looked pleased with herself. I plastered my emotionless frown on for the rest of the school day.
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And after all this time that you still owe
You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out
While you can
My Chemical Romance's 'I Don't Love You' blasted through my ear buds as I picked up speed. My breath is becoming more ragged as I decide I'll stop running when the song ends. I was given an out of school suspension for calling Juu a 'Fucking dyke,' and being 'disruptive.' I'm going to be eighteen soon, and they suspend me for saying that? That's such shit. I should have brought a water bottle. I turn down Rambling Dr., there's a coffee shop at the corner. Juu is a fucking dyke. I hate her. Why wouldn't she let me explain?! God damn she acted like a fucking five year old! And what was that shit about the kiss being a pity one?! Vegeta's the one that kept bringing it up. It wasn't out of pity. No. It was- I don't know. Vegeta-ness?
I don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
The song ends and Coldplay's 'Fix You' starts. I stop running and walk the rest of the way to the coffee shop. Upon entering my senses tingle at the smell of freshly ground coffee, light chattering, and seeing no one in line. I walk to the counter and order an Evion. I'm tempted to order a cup of coffee, or perhaps one of the cappicinos they have on the posters behind the register. With all the whip cream, chocolate syrup, and chocolate crumbles, and Uww that one has- No. Bulma. You're on a diet, must stick with the diet. I exchange two dollars for the Evion. As the tasteless liquid enters, I begin to wish that I had gotten that Mocha Choco Latte, or whatever it's called. I push the spout down on the bottle, and head for the exit. A breeze greets me and I begin to jog back.
I pull the sleeves of my zip hoodie up over my free hand, as I realize I will be running against the wind, with a cold water bottle. Pleasant? I think not. I decide to pick up speed, and blare my music louder. As I jog thoughts of Juu run by. She's been becoming such a little bitch. She's probably already told Chi Chi, and they're both probably laughing. She's a whore. I bet they've yelled at Vegeta a few times by now, and I'm sure he's said nothing like : " I'm sorry for being such a big fucking douche with no fucking spine and a tiny dick." Don't worry, she'll never live this down. I promise.
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-One Year Previous-
Chi Chi gives me a comforting hug. I smile and pull away. "Don't worry Chi, really I'm fine."
Chi Chi looked me in the eye and shook her head. "It's okay to let your feelings out Bulma. Juu and I are here for you."
"Yea, B, tell us how you really feel, you don't need to bottle up your feelings like you've been." Juu added.
I stare at them. Why do they care? He cheated on me. I don't want to talk about it to any one. It's been a week. I'm not upset. I'm sort of happy. He slept with Marron. I mean he was only holding me back, right? Bottled up? What's that bull shit! I'm fine. I'm not going to say I'm all depressed about the situation. That'd only be letting him win, right? Win, what? Win the fucking battle of being cheated on! Letting him know he got to me, giving him that false sense of confidence that he can make this plastered smile falter. Well fuck him. Ugh, why do they have to be here. I mean what, do they want me to cry? Bulma Briefs doesn't cry..
"Don't worry about Marron, Bulma," Chi Chi began to tell me, her demeanor suddenly became venomous. "Marron doesn't have any one but us, she's dependent." The glint in her eyes sent a cold chill. "She'll never be able to get away with this. I hope she really trusts Yamcha, because I have a feeling he might be the only one who will want to put up with her soon."
I raise a brow. "Chi, don't. I'm perfectly okay with this. Seriously, just leave them alone. Marron apologized, it's fine, I forgive her." Chi Chi was the type of person who could hold a grudge for her entire life. She's never let anything go, and I doubt she'd start any time soon. I subconiously hugged myself.
"Don't be silly Bulma. Marron's hollow, and so are her apologizes. You shouldn't except them. If she was truly sorry, she wouldn't have done that in the first place." Chi tried to confirm.
"Yea," Juu butted in. "She knew you and Yamcha loved each other, and it's not like she was drunk. Yamcha was, but from the sides I've heard, she's the one that seduced him."
I frowned.
"Bulma let me let you in on a little secret." She sat on my bed next to me. "There are only two types of people in this world. The ones that will always be there for you, your friends. The ones you can trust, feel safe around. Then, there are the ones that want to see nothing but your demise. These people will tell you anything, they'll lie and back stab. They'll pretend that they're your friends. Marron is the latter. You let her build up this little 'friendship,' filled with deceit, lies, and betrayal." When I looked her in the eye, they had a hazy cast to them. She reached over and gave me a hug. While hugging me she whispered something to me. For some reason it made my insides twist, skin crawl. It was her voice, it was filled with such an authoritative promise, poisoned. "Don't worry, she'll never live this down."
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I grit my teeth as another cold gust stings my pink cheeks. My legs are getting numb to the cold. It was stupid of me to wear capris. I like capris, but regular sweats would have been a much wiser decision. I take a gulp of Evion and litter the half filled bottle on a random lawn. It's freezing. They should be getting out of school by now. It was almost three when I was in the coffee shop. I still can't believe I got suspended. I'm walking now, and rubbing my arms. I'm maybe half way to my house. As I turn the corner I jump at the sound of someone beeping. They're right behind me. I turn to see a black Escalade, with an amused driver.
He rolls down the window and yells to me. "Get in."
I'm actually happy. I'm finally getting out of the cold! I turn and walk to his Escalade. "Just take me back to my house." I order him as I immediately adjust the heating temperature from '68' to '81'.
He then, immediately, switches it back to '68'. "No," he says as he makes a U-turn, which is opposite our homes. "I want food."
I roll my eyes and change the heating to '79'. "Don't change it, I'm freezing."
He grunts in response and turns onto the main street. "That was some show wasn't it, woman?" He chuckles this after a few moments of silence.
I frown. "I don't want to talk about it." I mutter as the leather seating hugs me. Vegeta drives like an ass. This must have been the second person he's cut off, and we've been on the main road for less than five minutes. "You drive like an ass." No reply. The over-weight woman in the white van he recently cut off is driving on his bumper, and waving her sausage-like middle finger at him.
I watch as his coal black eyes pelt death glares at the woman through the rearview mirror, and his middle finger waves hello back. "Fat fuck get off my bumper," he growls angrily as he slams on his brakes, bringing the van centimeters from collision.
"Can you say 'road rage'?" I scold. "She almost hit you!"
"Almost." He said as his signature smirk returned and he sped up, the woman switched lanes.
"So where are we going?" I ask nonchalantly. Even though Vegeta's driving was erratic, fast, and brought possible danger, I'm not doubting his driving abilities. Maybe slightly worried, but I'm not fearing my life. Remember this can kill people. Was the first thing my father had told me when I got into the drivers seat for the very first time. It numbed me a bit. Ha.
"I don't know, maybe that Sub place off Little Mac." He grunts with a shrug.
"Did they talk about me?"
"I thought you didn't want to talk about it," He asks me with a smirk.
"Did they?"
"I'm only in two classes with them."
"And Lunch. What'd they say?"
"The usual."
"The usual?"
He grunts as he pulls into the parking lot. "Did I stutter?"
"Come on. You need to tell me so I can prepare for their gay insults, did you hear her this morning?"
Vegeta exited, and I followed. "Don't whine, woman." We walked into the 'Sub place.' It's Subway. We stood in line. It was a short line. I stood in front of him and looked up into his onyx eyes.
"Just tell me, please?"
He stared down at me, emotionless like always. I hate that. He puts his hands on my waist and takes a step closer, "Go," he says as he nods his head towards the counter.
I scoff.
"I'd like an Italian BMT on white bread. Want anything?" He asks me with no emotion. Mono tone much?
"No." I answer with announce.
The kid behind the counter nods and starts to cut the bread. Vegeta walks to the register on the other side of the counter and leans against it. I follow him.
"Would you stop being a jerk and just tell me?"
He doesn't answer and instead pulls out his wallet and pays for the sub. He then picks a booth next to the soda fountain machine. As we slide into the booth he answers. "They were just saying a bunch a shit about you betraying Juu, and how you should understand how it feels to be cheated on, since Yamchops." He says then gives me a sarcastic curt smile.
I frown.
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The woman has been going on, and on, and on about Juu and Chi Chi. She's ruined my meal. At the moment I think she's talking about how Juu had made out with Radditz the day after she broke up with Krillen three years ago. Three fucking years ago! For fucks sake! I don't care! The other two wenches mentioned shit like this too. What is with these women? I've been trying to block her babble out. Her words always seem to pierce my, once thought unbreakable, concentration on ignoring.
"I think her and Radditz were fooling around way before she broke up with Krillen. Little tramp. And she thinks she can call me a tramp! I didn't even really do anything, you're the one that needs to apologize, not me. This is such shit."
Why does the subject always come back to this? "I don't even want to be near the bitch, let alone breath a word to her."
"So she didn't talk to you today?"
"I didn't say she didn't talk to me." She rolls her eyes. "She started to tell me about how she 'doesn't want to blame me,' God damn. Can't she take a fucking hint?" I growl.
"Whatever." Bulma says to me as she places her hands behind her neck, "Are you done?" Her tone annoyed.
I've finished my last bite. "Yea," I grunt as I lift myself from the booth and throw the wrappers out. I pull out my 'after meal cigarette' and light it as we head back towards the Escalade.
As I hold open the door for the woman, a frigid gust welcomes us into November. The woman shivers and begins to rub her arms, and slouches over slightly. I exhale smoke through my nostrils and shove my hands in my coat pockets. It was freezing outside.
"Don't do that!" She yelled with anger at my habit of exhaling ash through my nose.
"I do as I please."
"Just don't do that around me at least!"
I take in a drag, hold it in, then blow smoke into her face through my lips.
She frowns, rolls her eyes, and crosses her arms as she sits back in the passenger seat of my Escalade.
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When we pulled up my driveway, Vegeta removed his keys from the ignition. "Do you plan on coming in?" I ask with a raised brow and curiosity. From the silent ride home, I figured he planned on parking at his house. Expecting me walk across the street to my house alone.
He shrugged. "Aren't you curious to hear the slander they spoke while you were gone?"
I shrugged in return. "I figured you'd be your normal bitchy self and not tell me."
"Don't call me a bitch, wench."
I smile. "Well you do get moody."
He glared at me, and pulled open my front door.
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"Then they began to tell that fat quiet girl, with the hair that always looks wet, how you said all this crap about her being ugly and how you thought that she looked like Randy Jackson with long greasy hair, before the stomach staple. And they tried to comfort her and say what a bitch you are when she began to cry." Vegeta smirked. He had spent the past few hours telling me, in detail, all the horrible things Chi Chi and Juu had been saying to peers. More than half were fabrications or straight out lies. Many insults they told others I said, were actually said by them at some time in the past.
It was getting ridiculous. "Wow," I shook my head. "So is Elizabeth the last one? 'Cause I think you've covered everyone." I begin to laugh a bit. Some of the insults were comical, like when they told Tien that last summer I lied to Juu and Chi Chi, and said that we were going out. Or, my favorite is when they told this girl Emily how I thought she looked like a bulbous toad, even though Emily looks like she's malnourished and in weight range of 70-80 pounds. Over half of the insults they claimed I said had to do with me saying some one reminds me of an animal, too. I mean I'm not going to lie. I do like to compare people to animals. It's funny, but the things they were saying were plain cruel. It began to remind me of what they had done to Marron.
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Well that wraps up this chapter! So any ways, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!
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