Who Do You Love More?

Chapter 8: Mistake

A/N: Sorry for not updating. I've been way busy! Hope you like this chapter. I think I've improved my writing!

LEMON ALERT

Sandra took off her shirt, exposing her bra. Goten knew things were getting way too weird.

"W-w-wh-what are you doing?" Goten asked, closing his eyes.

"My shirt is too wet." Sandra slightly giggled.

Goten pushed Sandra off his lap and stood up. He took his bed sheet and covered Sandra with it. "What the hell is up with you? I thought we were friends! What's all this?"

Sandra started breathing hard. "I'm sorry, Goten. I'm trying to take my mind off something!"

Goten scratched his head. "Then go read a book or something! Hell!"

Sandra started crying again. "Stop yelling!"

Goten stared at her. He was confused. Why is she crying? She still won't tell me!

Sandra cleared her eyes. "Goten..."

"Yes?"

"How come guys don't like me? I mean, am I that much of a...brat?" Sandra asked, cuddling her best friend.

"What? Who doesn't like you? I thought everyone liked you!" Goten laughed.

Sandra rubbed between her legs. Goten was looking. "I guess not." She rubbed harder and faster. Goten wondered why she was doing that. He guessed that it gave her that relaxed feeling?

"Erm. All I can say is that you're REALLY ho–pretty. And the guy that thinks differently doesn't deserve you, you know? I mean, love is being at the right place with the right person." Goten explained.

"You're right. It is, isn't it? I mean, I wouldn't know. I've never..really fallen in love before." Sandra sighed.

"Now that you mention it, I've never seen you with any other guys but Trunks and I. You've never really dated either, huh?" Goten asked.

Sandra rocked on the bed back and forth. "No. No I haven't." She laid down on his bed and stretched her legs out, relaxed.

Whoa. I can see her thong. Goten brushed the image out of his mind and continued asking questions. "So..."

Sandra nodded her head. "Thanks Goten. I actually feel a lot better since you told me that. You and I should hang out more often. You know, you're really good at giving romance advice." Sandra winked.

"Um, thanks. I guess that's a compliment..." Goten replied.

Sandra rested her head on Goten's cold pillow. "Could I sleep here for the night? Its still raining out, and I think I might catch a cold if I go out there again..."

"Fine, but where are you gonna sleep?" Goten looked around.

Sandra patted the side of the bed. "Here, of course!"

Goten looked confused. "B-But that's where I'm sleeping. I always sleep there."

"Sleep with me then."

". . ."

"I don't bite or anything!" Sandra said, slowly falling a sleep.

Goten lied down next to her turning the other way so that they wouldn't look eye-to-eye.

—Morning—

Sandra woke up and stretched. Knowing that the bed sheet used to cover her chest had slid off the bed, she quickly used her pillow as a replacement. Goten was still sleeping. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and said "Thanks" Smiled, got up, walked over to Goten's drawer, pulled out a random shirt, put it on, then flew out the window.

She flew to her house, and climed into her bed room window. She took her cell phone out and looked to see if she had any messages. 5. All from the same person. Trunks.

12:30 pm

"Hey, Sandra, If you get this message, please call me back! I have something I need to tell you!"

1:30 am

Please, please call me back! I really need to tell you something.

1:33 am

Alright, i know you're there! Why are you ignoring me? Can you just call me back so I can say what i want to when you're actually listening? Okay, bye.

1:40 am

I feel like such an idiot. I guess this was the only way to solve my problem, huh? Well, cya.

1:50 am

So yeah, I tried to get over what happened. I had a few martini's and I feel really dizy. I'm not even sure what I'm saying right now. Shit–bye.

Sandra turned her phone off and sat on her bed. She made a long pause, thinking about how Trunks was doing. She walked over to her drawer found a shirt, and put it on. She flew out her window to got to Capsule Corp. When she finally arrived she looked through Trunks' bed room window to see if he was there. He was. He was sleeping. She knocked on the window a couple of times. He finally woke up. He stared at the figure which was Sandra outside. He walked over to the window, rubbing his puffy eyes. He opened the window having Sandra fly in.

Closed his eyes then opened them. He was trying to see better. "I asked you to call, not visit me while I'm sleeping." He said walking over to sit on his bed.

Sandra sat beside him. "You're lucky you even see me at all! After what you said to me yesterday. I had to go to Goten's house so he'd cheer me up..."

Trunks' eyes widened. "Cheer you up?" He moved away. "Oh yeah, I know exactly what that means. Congratulations, princess."

Sandra slapped Trunks in the face with a pillow. "You're so gross!"

There was a long pause.

Sandra looked at him, then looked away. "So...what was it you wanted to tell me over the phone?"

Trunks fidgeted with this fingers. "Well, I'm sorry. That's all, really. I mean, i know I apologize a lot and do the same thing over, but this time...I realize where I screwed up."

Sandra cocked an eyebrow. "Where did you screw up then?"

Trunks made a long sigh. "I...ugh. Man. For starters, I tried to date 2 girls at the same time. That's a big no no. And then– ,"

"Why didn't you just choose me?" Sandra asked twirling the tips of her hair. "Because you didn't want to break R–...Pan's hearts? Why would that matter? Love hurts. I know..."

Trunks sighed. "Look, Sandra, theres– ."

Sandra started to tear again. "I mean, I've known you the longest! I've had a crush on you since I was 6! We did everything together..."

Trunks hugged Sandra. "Please don't cry. I don't want to see you cry again."

Sandra shook her head. "You should have thought about that before you played with my emotions."

Trunks let go of her. "I never played with your emotions! Honestly! Not yours...not Pans! I can't believe you would say that."

"Then do you like...love me?"

"Its hard to say. I'm not really sure what love is..." Trunks answered, shaking.

Sandra slid her hand under Trunks' chin. She whispered, "Love is being with the right person at the right time."

Trunks eyes started to get weak. Her whisper. That damned whisper! He wanted to do something to her. And he wanted to do it now.

He shoved her flat on the bed and gently kissed her neck.

"Trunks! No!" She yelled

Trunks wasn't listening. He grabbed her shirt and quickly pulled it off.

"No! You need to learn to control yourself!" Sandra said struggling to get Trunks off her stomach almost about to cry.

"No. I can't! I need you now! How can I love you if I can't actually LOVE you?!" Trunks said unzipping his pants and pulling up her skirt. He pull it out. He was ready even if she wasn't. He slid it in quickly. He went in deeper with each push.

Uh! Uh! Uuuh! Erm! No! Stop! Please! MmN!

He went faster and faster. He felt it coming.

Sandra cried, gasping with every breath. "Please! No! Stop! Take it out!" Sandra paused. "Please...! I don't want to make...the same mistake again!"

Trunks stopped just in time. "What?"

Sandra closed her legs.

Trunks zipped his pants back up. What was she talking about? Same mistake again? Again?

END of CHAPTER

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