Chapter IX

Two days later I found out that the man I was supposed to be with liked to torture the girls. In fact one of the girls he picked up didn't come back, but she wasn't from here. 18 claimed she had no idea she was just doing what Madam told her to do. I didn't really buy it but I told her to forget it.

18 took me to the visiting room where Bulma had come to visit with a surprise. There were three people in the room, not including 18 and myself. Chichi was there, Bulma was there and with her was a little boy about the age of Goten.

"Who is that," 18 mumbled.

Bulma looked around the room, "He's my son, his name is Trunks."

"You were never pregnant."

"Yes I was, I just wasn't aloud to tell anyone that he was mine. Vegeta's wife claims him as hers," tears where coming up in her eyes as she spoke.

"So why is he with you now," I asked.

"I'm not supposed to not supposed to be here. No one knows where I am."

"Out of all the places you could have ran to why did you come here," 18 said.

Bulma looked down at the floor and blinked out some tears, "I don't know anywhere else." As I looked at her I couldn't help thinking how helpless she looked and then I remembered what 18 said 'That's Bulma. If you want to get out of here, she's your role model.' But she didn't look like anything I would want to be like.

"What happened to your arm," I blurted out at the sight of her bruises.

"Vegeta's sadistic," 18 added, "Men need to learn that just because we make noises when we fuck you doesn't mean we like it."

"I guess," I mumbled. ChiChi hadn't said anything to me or anyone else when I got there, she was just staring at me. She was probably mad at me for hanging around Gohan.

"And what does Vegeta think about him," 18 asked.

"He's proud of him," Bulma sighed, "Vegeta's not the reason I left anyway, it's his wife that I can't stand. She treats me like a servant and says horrible things to me and now she the idea that she can raise my son."

"Why did you go with him if you knew he was married," I asked.

"I had no choice and I guess I sort of wanted to."

"Why?"

"Why not? I thought he loved me and it's a hell of a lot better than being here. I thought I loved him to but I just don't know anymore, I was really young."

"See Videl, you may think you're in love with someone but the truth is you're just young," 18 said.

"What are you talking about now," I scolded 18.

"Oh never mind."

"Are you planning on staying here now," I asked Bulma.

"Yes, as long as I can but I doubt it will last very long," she answered.

"Well Videl, why don't you go find her a room," 18 said looking at me.

"Okay fine."

I walked out of the room and went to search for a room. Bulma didn't say she didn't love Vegeta anymore so why did 18 say that to me. Gohan and I were just friends. She always did that stuff to me and I could never figure out why.

While I was walking I turned the corner and ran into a strange girl. She had blonde hair and looked about my age maybe a couple years older. Her face turned to the floor as soon as I ran into so I couldn't tell whom she was. "Look away," she demanded and I did, "I'm sorry miss." After she said that I heard her walk away. As soon as I couldn't hear her footsteps anymore I turned my head up to look around. I kept walking and tried to think of who that could possibly be. Out of all the girls I saw here I never saw anyone quite like her but somehow she was so familiar.

Just as the next thought crossed my mind I ran into another person, this time I knew who it was. "Do you stalk me on purpose," I said crossing my arms.

Gohan put his hand behind his head, "I'm not stalking you, I'm trying to find my dad."

"Well you can help me find a room, come on."

"I have to find my- wait find a room for what?"

I laughed, "For us Gohan what do you think?"

"Why do we need a room?"

"I was kidding don't get so nervous. But you can follow me if you want since you were already doing that already."

"I wasn't following you."

"Come on, Gohan I'll help you find your dad," I said pulling his arm.

"Okay."

It wasn't long till I forgot what I was supposed to do for 18 and decided to help Gohan. I tried to get Gohan to talk to me a little more but it didn't work much. He didn't seem to want to talk about anything, he was more determined to find his father so we kept looking. We looked in every door and room and couldn't find him anywhere. There was only one place left to look and if we were caught we could get in a lot of trouble.

"What would dad being doing in Maron's chamber," Gohan said as we approached.

"I don't know but it's the only place we haven't looked besides outside."

"So?"

"So let's look, come on."

I pushed my ear against the door to listen to see if I could hear his voice. "Do you hear anything," Gohan whispered.

As soon as I was about to shake my head I heard faint voices and I nodded as hard as I could, one of them sounded like Goku. Gohan moved me over and pushed his face against the door. "You would be very good for a first customer to my apprentice," Maron's voice muttered.

"I don't think so," Goku responded.

"What is that," Gohan whispered to me and I shrugged.

"Please get her away from me, I assure you I'm happy," Goku said.

"I don't care what state of mind you are in, you belong to me and so does your beloved. Do you really love her because all I see is your lust," Madam answered.

"Of course I do! That's not why I'm here! You cannot send any girl to that house ever again!"

"Oh, he has a soft spot for the girls, let's see if he has a soft spot for you. Or maybe that's not exactly what we are going for," As Madam said this I heard a girl giggle and I remembered the girl in the hallway.

"I'm out of here, I have nothing more to say to you," Goku said.

"You stole one of my girls away from me! The least you could do is give my girl some of your experience."

"No thank you, I'm leaving."

"You can't go," the voice from the hall said, "I think you're cute, what do you think of me?"

"That's nice but I don't think anything of you, only of ChiChi."

"Can she change your mind," Madam laughed.

"No, goodbye."

"We would take your son but he's younger than her and he wouldn't be able to show her what you could."

"Leave my family out of this."

Gohan grabbed my arm, "We better go." I nodded and we headed down the stairs. "Who was that other girl and why do they want my dad?'

"I don't know Gohan."