Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe Today, Tomorrow Unknown ❯ Human ( Chapter 8 )

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Human, behave yourself you have burst at the seams

Let it all fall out, open your mouth

I'm numb. I don't want to move, I don't want to see, and I don't want to breathe. I just want to lay here. I am motionless. I feel all has been lost, but at the same time I have found out so many things. I've found out what kind of person Vegeta really is. I mean, I knew he was sadistic, but never to that degree. Or did I know? Since I had never had to be the girl in the bedroom with him, I don't think I ever cared. But now I know. Now I know what he truly is, and now I know what I truly was. I was a monster to those who just sought out my help. They'd beg me to help them, and I'd turn my cheek to them. I was just as bad as he was. But my eyes are finally open. I am in their shoes now. I'm scared.

How did I not feel or sympathize to all of the women who have pleaded for my help? Am I broken? Did I have a hand in killing them, too? Why do I have no human emotions? Have they been shut off? Am I so far detached from my own kind that I can no longer relate to anything about them? I can't believe myself. I would walk in here and the frightened women would look to me like I was a hero who could help them, but instead, I was the voiceless husk of a body who just cleaned up the mess they had made and then left them in there to get tormented even more. I guess I felt above them since I had been here longer than they had. I now know that I'm not above anyone. Just because I have been here all this time, doesn't rank me any higher in the eyes of the Saiyans. All of us are slaves, and all of us are human. I have lost what it was to be human. I had shut off everything just so I could survive here. That's not surviving, though. Instead of being who I was, I transformed into something completely different.

I am beginning to lose myself here. I feel broken, weak, pathetic, and used. I never knew that one persons' actions could completely change how another feels. Vegeta did it, though. Everything I have ever felt since I first arrived on Planet Vegeta up until just a few hours ago was gone and replaced by anger.

I don't want to be this way anymore. I have been shut off to everything for so long that it's finally time to come out of this body and transform it into something it should have been all along. I am Bulma from Earth, not Bulma slave to Saiyans.

I have to get out of here. I wont be one of his toys, I can't be. This is not the life I am meant to live. I will not be someone he just comes home to and fucks. I am worth more. Vegeta can go fuck himself, I don't care. I will get out, and there is nothing he can do to stop me. I will do all that I can to make it.

Often I lie wide awake, think of things I can make

But I don't seem to have the parts to build them

A tear slid down my red cheek as I looked up at the ceiling, nothing but anger showing through my cold eyes. I had been awake for what seemed like forever, just staring. There was nothing else I could do, since I was chained to his bed. God, being in this bed was disgusting. So many girls had been taken right where I was laying. It was gross to think about and to know that I was now added to that list.

I never knew I would be one of these women, that thought process actually never occurred to me. I thought I'd just live my life as a slave until I finally made my way out of here. Looks like that was no longer in the picture. Now, I knew I only had a small amount of time until I was put to rest like the ones before me. There was no way in Hell he'd keep me, there was nothing special about me.

Taking in a breath, my body thanked me for allowing myself to finally breathe. It was like I had forgotten how. As I felt the air deep into my lungs, I slowly closed my eyes. It was gone. Whenever I'd close my eyes, there was always a ray of hope lingering in my mind somewhere, but now it was gone. I wasn't defeated, though. There was no way I would go out like this. I had spent too many days in this place to give up on myself now, even though my body didn't feel like it could take anymore.

Opening my eyes, it was a shame to find myself still chained to the bed. How was I going to get out of here? My plans were to hijack a ship and cruise away into space somewhere, but now that I was going to be under Vegeta's lock and key, those plans were practically thrown out the window. I wish I could be thrown out a window, seemed a lot better than staying here. I was now jealous of my foiled plans; they got to escape and I couldn't. Figures.

Trying to clear my mind from the mess that was raging inside, I slowly began to sit upright on the bed. Every inch of my body screamed at me as I did so. Having sex with Goku now seemed like frolicking in the flowers compared to Vegeta's hardcore actions. It was ridiculous to think that I had sex with two Saiyans in the matter of 72 hours. Out of all the negative, though, I was glad that Goku was my first sexual experience. If Vegeta had taken me first, I would probably be put off of sex forever, but I have had both sides of it, so I knew it could be enjoyed. At least, I hoped I could still after this experience. Who knew how I'd react now.

I stopped moving when I became fully upright, my body thanking me for no longer moving in the process. As I looked around the room, I noticed the mess that I had made when I tried to get away from Vegeta. "There's no way I am cleaning this up." I spoke aloud as I continued to look around the room. It was true, he'd have to get a whole new person to come in and clean. I wasn't going to be his whore and his maid. I mean, I'd rather be the maid, but since that wasn't going to happen anymore, he would have to find someone else. "Nope, not touching it."

As my words left my mouth, I faintly started hearing small beeps coming from the door. My body became still. I didn't want to see Vegeta, I honestly couldn't stomach him right now. I could feel my core tighten in pain as the door unlatched, slowly opening in the process. My eyes lightened up when a frail human girl walked into the room. Rolling my eyes, I should have known Vegeta would have already been on top of things, there was no way he'd go without his room being in tip-top shape for round 2.

Looking at the girl, I didn't recognize her. Usually I knew who the human servants were, but I could not put a name to her face. She was most likely new. It wouldn't surprise me, since the Saiyans went through humans like we were nothing. My upper lip twitched at the thought of them thinking I was nothing. The twitch soon became a snarl.

Mindlessly snarling, I hadn't noticed I was still looking at the girl as I did so. Her body language was screaming 'discomfort'. She quickly glanced my way before darting her eyes back into the room. I probably scared her, but I could also tell that Vegeta had already given her the talk about not communicating with 'his' concubines. I wondered what I looked like to her. Hell, I wondered what I looked like myself. Most likely a pathetic, angry, snarling mess.

"Don't worry, I can't do anything to you," I tugged up my cuffed hand, showing her that I was bound, "I'm a bit on the chained side."

Glancing back at me, she looked at the cuffs that did in fact bind me to the the girl turned her eyes away from mine, I continued to watch her. Her slouched posture and cautious movements made me wonder if I had ever looked like that. Before entering this room, I'd always be on my guard, but did I look like that? I hoped not. It was then I noticed that her weasel like motions were that of being lost. She was looking for something; most likely the cleanup kit.

Human, I wonder why you're a better make than I could ever build or create,

You know not love or hate

"It's in that closet." I very weakly lifted my hand that wasn't cuffed to the bed and pointed to the closet. Her head quickly whipped around, not expecting me to talk to her at all. As she followed the trail my finger made, she walked over to the closet and opened it. When she grabbed the cleaning supplies out of it, she turned around and gently nodded her head at me.

"Why are you helping me?" Her voice barely made it above a whisper as she knelt to the floor to pick up various items that had fallen to the floor.

"It's about time I started helping people instead of hindering them." My voice remained monotone. It was true, though. If I wouldn't have told her where the obvious supplies were, she probably would have panicked which would have caused her to be late in cleaning, which would make her late doing other things, which would have ended up costing her life. I wasn't about to let myself deal another hand in killing.

"What do you mean?" She stopped to look up at me with curious eyes.

"Nothing." I replied as I let the crown of my head hit the headboard. She seemed to take the hint, ignoring me and continuing to clean. How I wished I could be her right now, freely moving around, not having just been raped by someone of another species. If this girl did replace me, she had it good right now, and she probably didn't even realize it. She had her own place to stay, lots of alone time, simple tasks, a body guard...

My eyes widened.

"Is there a guard waiting for you outside of those doors?" My head cocked back up as I looked at her intently. When her eyes met mine, it seems she was taken back a bit.

"I'm not really supposed to talk to you." She tried to move her eyes away from me, but I wouldn't let that happen.

"I helped you out and I didn't have to do that either. Just answer yes or no if there is a guard waiting for you outside those doors." My voice began to get louder.

"Yes." She sheepishly looked at the door and then back at me. "Can you please let me clean?" Her voice became a whisper as her eyes kept flickering back and forth.

"Nod your head if his name is Goku." I wouldn't let up. I needed to know if he was there. My heart began to race at the thought of him being just a couple rooms away from me.

My glare continued to burn into the girl until I saw her response. She shook her head. I slumped back into the bed at her reply. Yet again, hope was taken from me.

I left the girl alone and let her do her duties. My mind was on so many other things than her clumsily cleaning the room. There were so many things rumbling around inside of my thoughts that I couldn't concentrate. I was stuck in a never ending loop of confusion. Where was Goku? It was his job to guard Vegeta's main slave, why was he not here? Was he executed? Was he reassigned? Was he ever coming back? Would I ever see him again? Did he even care? My thoughts began to consume me. I no longer was able to hear the girl cleaning up the place, just the screams encased inside of my head could be heard.

I am so scared of what will kill me in the end

For I am not prepared

My eyes focused back open, it seems I had fallen into a brief state of sleep. The girl had turned off the lights in the process, so now I sat on the bed in the dark. My pupils were dilated enough to where I could see the silhouettes of the furniture in the room. My heart began to beat a bit faster, not knowing if Vegeta had made it in the room in my state of absence. My body didn't feel like it was being watched, though, which gave me some comfort.

Letting my body slump back down in a laying position, I used my free-motion hand to grab a little bit more of the covers and pull it up and over my head; cuffed hand included. I was alone, I had no idea how long it would last.

Again, I heard beeping from the door. It was as if the people knew exactly what I was thinking. My stomach cringed once more; even tighter when the door opened up.

Hearing the lights get turned on and the footsteps echo inside of the room, I was glad to have just pulled the blankets over my head. I heard things get thrown onto the surfaces of the furniture, letting me know that it was the Prince who had arrived. My analysis was correct when the blanket was slowly pulled off of my face.

"So you're awake." I stared harsh eyes up at the being above me. It was Vegeta. I didn't reply. "You know, I've never known you to be silent, Woman." He took the rest of the blankets off of me, exposing my damaged, naked body.

"I really need to use the restroom." I ignored his comments. "Unless you want me to relieve myself all over your bed, you should probably let me go." I had stopped caring. He had already done the worst thing he could do to me, if he was to kill me then I'd welcome it. At least I wouldn't be his sex thing anymore.

"Are you giving me an order?" Vegeta's voice grew stern as his eyes became more black.

"No, I am just stating that if I do not use the restroom here soon, I am going to end up leaking everywhere because I've been chained to this bed all damn day." My eyes matched his. I never thought I could ever be this daring to him, but here I was. It was as though he unlocked something inside of me.

A laugh escaped his mouth as his eyes lightened up. I was surprised at his reaction to me. Taking a key from the night stand that was just out of my reach, he unlocked my hand. As I slowly began to get up, he grabbed my wrists. "And how do you ask me politely?"

I winced at him holding my previously cuffed wrist. Since it was locked for so long, it was quite sore. Once more, I had to swallow my pride. "Please Prince Vegeta, may I use the restroom?" My voice was monotone once more.

He wasn't having it. Squeezing my wrists tighter, he spoke, "Want to try that again?"

I was in no position to argue. I had been holding my bladder for hours, which I was surprised I could do after all the torture my body was going through. "Please," I meant it, "will you please allow me to use the restroom?"

"That's better." He let go of me.

Standing up, I slowly managed to walk across the room, open the bathroom door, and shut it behind me. I so badly wanted to sink down to the floor, but I knew I wouldn't be able to get back up if I did so. Stumbling over to the toilet, I sat down and did my business. It hurt to even do that, but my insides thanked me when it no longer had to hold the fluid in. Using the wall to help lift myself up, I stumbled once more to make it to the sink to wash my hands.

I knew there was a mirror in front of me as I washed my hands. Trying my best to not look at myself, my curiosity unfortunately got the better of me. As I connected my eyes to my reflection, I took in a heavy breath and held it in for a moment. I had to muster up every fiber of my being not to cry. The person looking back was not me. I couldn't recognize her.

I let my head fall as I turned off the faucet. Closing my eyes tightly, it took all I had not to scream. I knew that if I was going to live another day, I had to swallow all of the pain I was enduring and transform it into a plan. I needed a plan right now, not an unplanned explosion.

Straightening myself up the best I could, I forced myself to walk normal despite the pain. I was not going to look weak to this man. I was going to survive, which meant I had to look like a survivor. I have seen all of Vegeta's victims and the first thing I notice about them is their broken spirits. I would not let him break mine. Placing my hand on the door, I opened it and walked out as if nothing had happened to me.

I hope I will get the chance to be someone,

To be human

"That must have been one magical piss." Vegeta spoke as he took off his body armor, leaving him in his spandex.

"It sure was." I stood in the middle of the room with my arms folded across one another, leaning more on one leg than the other. "Why now?"

"Why now, what?" He gave me his typical jackass smile.

Rolling my eyes, I unfolded my arms and placed them on my hips, not caring that I was naked. "Why are you now doing this to me? You could have done it so long ago, but you chose now to do it. Why?"

"Because you damaged my other one." His smile was still present as he walked towards me. I tried my best to not show him how uncomfortable I was at him being so close.

"Yeah, I'm so sure that's the reason." I rolled my eyes at him. I wanted to cross my arms again to cover my breasts, but I wouldn't let him know my emotions.

"So feisty today. I like it." His eyes changed from playful to hungry.

"Not feisty, just pissed off. You take me from my home planet, enslave me for more than a decade, and then rape me. I've had about enough."

"About enough?" his tail wrapped around my waist once more. "That means you still have some fun in you." His tail tightened, bringing me into him. "I wonder when I will push you over the edge." He began to take off his spandex while still holding me with his tail. When the top half of him was bare, he picked me up with his hands so he could take the rest of his attire off. It was obvious what was about to happen.

My stomach sank when I saw him take me back to the bed that I had just gotten up from. I didn't want to be back on there. When my back hit the mattress, I let out a heavy sigh to prepare myself for what was about to happen.

Taking his place on top of me, he started with a forceful kiss, breaking my lips with his tongue immediately. As he lashed his tongue back and forth in my mouth, I kept my eyes opened and just stared into him. If he was going to make me uncomfortable, I was going to try to make him uncomfortable as well.

What I had noticed about Vegeta is that he liked the unpredictable. Maybe that was something he craved, I wasn't sure, but I was going to give it a shot. I needed a plan, and it seemed this is what the plan was: Keep Vegeta interested in me until I can get myself the Hell off of this planet. I was in way over my head. The plan would either work and he'd keep me alive another day, or it would set him off and I'd be dead within 24 hours. Either way, I was ready.

Look what we've done,

Look what we've done

Breaking the kiss, Vegeta once again began to pull my hair. I tried my best to not show the pain he was causing me, but it was apparent. A gasp left my mouth from trying to hold the screams in. He seemed hungrier than he had been earlier, and I tried to seem uninterested. He was looking for a reaction, like he did from all of the other women. He wanted to feel like he had one. I was pretty sure that conquering a woman was more satisfying to him than his race conquering planets.

Letting go of my hair, he began to dig his hands into my lower hips, sliding me down more on the bed to be directly underneath him. The wicked smile then appeared. "You don't need to be warmed up." He spread my legs and forced himself in. I felt a new sort of pain.

The last time he did this, he at least did foreplay, letting my body get used to everything and having my natural lubricant. Not this time. I arched my back as my mouth hung wide open. It was then he began his drives in and out of me. At least my body produced some sort or adrenaline to make the pumps not hurt as bad, or he had severed my nerve-endings so I could never feel down there again.

As he drove in deeper and deeper, I tried my best to not scream or react to his motions. I had to do something to piss him off. While he continued his actions, I began to think of what could possibly hit him in his core.

I had it.

Taking both of my hands, I slid them between my body and his before I started picking underneath my nails. Trying my best to look bored, I began to pick away.

Everything stopped.

"Not interesting enough for you?" I could hear the pure anger in his voice as he flipped me over. Taking the cuffs he had previously unlocked, he forced my arms behind me and cuffed them. "Then I'll make it interesting for you."

He lifted my back end to be level with him as he kneeled on the bed, pushing my head into the mattress. He then re positioned himself and drove in. I started to panic, there was no way for me to breathe with my face planted into the fabric. My body began twitch. I started to try to yell into the bed, but my screams were only muffled. It was then Vegeta pulled my hair to lift my face out of the mattress. "How's this for interesting? Is this keeping your attention?" He drove my face back into the mattress.

When he lifted my head up again, I gasped once more for air. "Yes, this is keeping my attention!" I didn't want him to drive my head into the fabric again. This time, he pushed my head back into the bed, but instead of face first, he planted me on my cheek. I was finally able to breathe.

"Lets try this again." He flipped me onto my back once more. A painful yell left my mouth as I bounced on my still cuffed hands. Spreading my legs once more, he began to force himself into me. Leaning his head down once, he avoided my mouth as he went for my shoulder, taking in a good chunk of it and biting down hard. I didn't know how my body was taking this.

My eyes were wide open as he continued to bite down over and over in the same spot. I felt my shoulder become raw. Looking around with wide eyes, I noticed that my face was close to his shoulder, so I took in a chunk of his muscled Traps and bit down.

Letting my flesh go, he lifted his head from my shoulder as I let go of his; still thrusting in and out. A smile lit his face as he began to pump faster. It seems I had turned him on even more, which was not my intention, but since he was going faster, that probably meant that he was just about finished.

I was right.

After a few more hard thrusts, he was done. Lifting himself off of me, he rolled over to the other side of the bed. I stared at him. As he lay there covered in sweat, muscles glistening, and breathing heavy, I was sure my plan had worked. Sure I was cuffed and he hurt the living shit out of me, but I was alive. "Can you please uncuff me?"

Turning his head to look at me, he smirked before sitting up. Walking over to grab the key, he picked me up and flipped me onto my stomach once more. When my first hand became free, I was excited, nothing compared to when my second hand became free, though.

"I haven't had that much fun in a while." He flipped me back onto my back.

"You call that fun? I call that rape." I began to rub my wrists, still feeling the restraint around them even though they were free.

"You'll learn to accept it." He walked over to the box by the door, pressing in numbers.

"I don't think I'll ever learn to accept being raped, Prince Vegeta." I watched him, wondering where he was going while being naked.

He punched in a few more numbers before the box made a happy sounding 'beep'. Typing in some more after that, the happy beep repeated itself before he turned around and headed back to the bed, shutting off the light in the process.

"You say that now." He started to lay down in the bed with me, I hoped he wasn't a cuddler because I didn't want him to touch me. "Code is changed, you can now walk freely in here.

"Oh man, a room to free roam." Sarcasm made its way into my words.

"Want me to change it back?" The anger in his voice was apparent.

"No." I shut myself up before I got myself into trouble. I needed to remember who I was talking to. He didn't take sarcasm well unless he was the one dishing it out.

"Good. Now go to sleep, I've had a long day." I felt the mattress move as he rolled over to go to sleep.

It took everything I had to not comment on him. I'm sure his day of letting his dad do everything was a hard one while I was locked away by my wrist for hours on end being naked and exposed to random new strangers. I had to learn to keep my mouth shut if I was going to survive in this place. Rolling myself over as well, I desperately needed rest. Closing my eyes, it wasn't long until I drifted away into sleep.

I would give my life to be

Human

A/N: "Human" by Ellie Goulding, if any of you were wondering.

No beta yet, but I am still on the lookout! If this chapter seemed rushed, it's because it was. I know there are a lot of things I should have added, but I can get to that later. Thank you so much for all of your comments, you don't know how much I appreciate them all!