Chapter XIII

The events that just took place confused me a little but ChiChi seemed to understand. Was Bulma dead or did she just feel she had to hide her daughter? The note did say that the child was all she had left but why did she give it to ChiChi, 18 never said anything about them being friends but then again she never said anything about anyone being friends.

"What does it mean Gohan? Why would she give your mother the baby when she already has one to raise?"

"I don't know. I guess they were friends but my mother hardly talked about her."

"Your mother doesn't really do much talking considering she's always glued to your dad."

"Whatever," he mumbled.

"I was kidding."

"I know."

I sighed, "So now you have a little adopted sister I guess, are you happy about that?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Okay," I got up and went to the door, "well I'm going to go see 18 I guess."

"Okay."

"What's your problem?"

He looked up, "What do you mean."

"That tone of your voice after I said something about 18. What's wrong with 18?"

"She's 18! I just don't like her but it doesn't matter it's not going to stop you from going."

"Yeah I know but I still wanted to know what you didn't like about her or rather why you don't like her."

"I just don't like her, she lies and she's mean and I don't know she's just stupid."

"Well whatever. It's not like I do things that she says anyway so I guess you don't have to worry about that."

"I guess not," he sighed, "but don't go just yet."

"Why?"

"I need to talk to you."

"About what?"

"This whole thing. Listen, I found out what happened with my parents and it turns out my mother found out about Madame's girl trying to get with my father but she found out a twisted version. Madame wanted it to get around so she made sure my mother found out by telling one of the girls that my dad slept with the young girl. My mother, was of course, upset by this because she didn't know who she should believe. I know that no matter what is said or who said it that they have to be lying because my father would never do that to my mother. But anyway, he was locked out of her room the other day while she thought about what to do. Eventually she let him in and talked to him I guess."

"Yes, I saw him down the hall talking through the door but what does that have to do with me."

"Well since Bulma gave my mother the baby I don't think that they are going to leave."

"That's good isn't it?"

Gohan shook his head, "I wanted to leave, I want to leave. This place is doing nothing for us but separating us. I wanted to leave with you though, I want to leave with everyone."

"But I can't leave.'

"Why not! Is this what you really want?"

I shook my head, "You don't understand, this is all I know. This is all I have ever known. Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, but I know that's it's not right for you to be here. We need to leave."

"Gohan, we've been over this."

"If we don't leave what's going to happen to us. What's going to happen to you? Do you think that I'm not worried about what it will be like? I'm talking about leaving my family behind and all I'm asking you to do is leave this stupid job."

"That's not true. This place is my home it's the only home I know and these people are my family, I don't know anything else!"

"Neither do I!"

I sighed and looked at the floor. I knew he was right but what would happen to us. "Gohan if we left, we could never come back."

"You want to come back," he asked and shook his head, "I think that if we left it wouldn't be long for my father and mother to follow and find us."

"I don't know Gohan. Can I think about it?"

"What's there to think about?"

"A lot. Please let me think about it."

"Fine."

I put my arms around his neck and hugged him. He was right about leaving, it was probably the best thing to do but I just didn't know how we were going to do it. Madame might not care if we escaped but we would never be able to come back if there was something we needed. We could never come to see his family if they chose to stay. It sounded nice to be able to just depend on each other but at the same time I wasn't sure that it was going to work.

Three nights later Tina made me see a customer again and I hated every second of it. I couldn't help thinking of Gohan sitting somewhere knowing what I was doing even though he had to understand. He must have been upset with me when I was gone because I couldn't see him okay with it. My silent recover after the man left was interrupted by noise in the hallway. Madame was yelling at a man but I decided I didn't care anymore and fell asleep.

A/n: sorry about the delayed updates but I got distracted so I couldn't write. I'll probably finish up this story soon but I thought about writing maybe a prelude for Goku and ChiChi or do a sequel and do something with Bra what do you guys think?