Chapter 3

Life goes on

Disclaimer- I do not own Z.

Bulla woke up and looked around, trying to remember what exactly happened the night before. Her mom was calling up to her, for her to get up and ready for school. She pulled a pair of blue jeans out of her dresser, then walked to her closet, walked in and rummaged the rack for something comfy. A light purple t-shirt with the word "Love" written in white and different shades of purple forming a heart around the word caught her eye. After putting both on she walked back to her dresser and pulled out sock, then slipped on her sneakers. "Bulla, come on we have to go!"

"I'm coming"

The car was quiet as she sat in the normal traffic trying to get to school. She hoped that Goten wouldn't ask her a million questions during the day, the last thing she wanted was to be interrogated by her boyfriend. Finally arriving at the school she ran the back of the school and upstairs just making it to homeroom before the cell.

"Man Bulla, will you ever get to homeroom on time?"

"Oh shut up Pan, I am on time I'm always in the room when the bell rings."

"Sure you are"

"Good morning today is February 17, 2007 there will be a meeting today for…" the room got silent as everyone listened or whispered to their friends.

"Hey Bulla listen a group of us are going out tomorrow you should come too"

"I'll see if I can go"

"Okay call me"

The bell rang and the two got up to go to first period, Bulla had English it was her favorite and easiest class to pass in high school freshman and sophomore year but this year she hated it. The teacher was alright attitude wise but she wanted everything to be done in groups. It's not like group work is a bad thing but this class had all of the schools clicks except hers and most of the work involved performing it in front of the class in the form of a skit. She was all alone and because of that she was always thrown in with people that didn't want anything to do with her, she hated it. Her voice would vanish at their stares; tears would fill into her eyes. What did she do to deserve this?

The class ended and she ran out, keeping her eyes on the ground so no one could see the tears. She walked to her next class and sat down, Pan was in this class with her and sat down next to her, Bulla was trying not to break down not here, not now. Pan was talking about tomorrow, she turned and saw her friends face.

"Bulla, you okay? Bulla "

She snapped her head up and looked at her best friend.

"What Pan, did you say something?"

"You okay… your eyes…"
"I'm fine it's just allergies, we were outside before and I was under a tree that was starting to bloom"

"Well okay if you say so"

Since Pan was with Bulla for the next two periods her mind was distracted from the earlier events. Her smile came back and she was happy.

The day ended and Bulla left her science class to be greeted by Goten at her locker. He put an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek gently. "Hey Bulla, Pan told you about tomorrow right?"

"She hasn't shut up about it"

He started laughing as they walked out of the building. "Don't shoot me but I thought we could walk to my place instead of yours"

"That's fine Goten, my mom won't care she is busy with work."

They ran across the parking lot and stopped at the woods entrance. Neither spoke at first, one enjoying the others presence, the other in thought. After getting so far Goten stopped, it took a minute before Bulla realized.

"Goten what's wrong?"

"Bulla are…are you okay I mean last night you said all those things, and well I just wanna make sure your okay"

"oh that…" she looked at the ground then looked up at him smiling "I was just upset yesterday and I guess it just got the best of me, but now I'm fine really…you don't have to worry I'm not going to do anything stupid"

"Okay Bulla, but listen if you ever need someone to talk to just call and I'll come no matter what."

"Goten… thank you but I'm really, now come on catch up" she started running ahead, "Hey wait Bulla, come on!"

That night she sat in the dark confides of her room, her stereo blasting. The memories of before playing like a movie in her head. The pain had to stop she couldn't take it. This wasn't her, and she had to stop it at any cost. Standing up she searched for something, anything that could help ease the suffering. Her fingers slid over something pointed it wasn't really sharp but it might work. Lifting up her sleeve she took the edge and pressed down into her skin before sliding down to where her t-shirt ended.

I tried to kill the pain

But only brought more, so much more

She did this countless times on her arm then switched to the next. Tears filling steadily, she knew she wasn't bleeding and she had a feeling they wouldn't leave a mark in the morning but the pain she felt from the edge was somehow soothing to her. It seemed to help take the away from her troubles, at least for now.

This was what she wanted this won't help tear apart her family anymore then it already was and her friends would never know, because as long as she smiled they would never see the truth, no matter how fake the smile may be.

I lay dying

And I'm pouring crimson

Regret and betrayal

I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming

Am I too lost to be saved, am I too lost?

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I finished writing this chapter the night I went away and since I was gone for a week it sat and collected dust. I just want to let you know that music is a big part of my life so a lot of songs will be used. Please Read and Review and let me know what you are thinking of this story, please.