Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Chiana - New Orphan ❯ Love Clash ( Chapter 5 )

LOVE CLASH

 

Now this was not nice. After years of getting back at Vegeta it all seemed to fail, so I thought it were time to make up with him. Maybe our touch wore off. Anyway, nineteen years old now and I meet this wonderful guy. He respected me and everything, he really was the best.

 

However I could sense a lot of jealously from trunks, which made me worry about him more than usual. Whenever my boyfriend Derek came round, he would always go off with `important stuff to do.' This made me annoyed, how many times I tried to talk to him and all he said was “I'm fine, really.” As if he was, really!? But I couldn't very well force him could I?

 

The glorious day came and Derek asked me to marry him I agreed joyfully and set a date for the eighteenth of July. This made Trunks look even more depressed.

 

Me and Derek decide to move in together into a small but cosy house. But that's when I think something changed between me and Derek. We had made plans for a romantic dinner, just the two of us in our new house. He had to work so I was quite happy to make the food. Promised to be no later than seven o'clock!

 

Seven-fifteen and I was getting worried but then thought that he was just late finishing and I waited. Until it came to eight o'clock, I didn't want to be pushy, but when you're an hour late, what do you expect to do? I phoned his office he works in and I got another worker instead. I asked where he was and Bob, I think his name was, said he left with a bunch of his friends.

 

I still decided to wait and then it just got stupid! Half eight at night I got up and threw the cold dinner into the bin, blew out the candles and just to relieve stress, break a few of the plates and glasses. Once I had finished with destroying those things I went for a shower and relaxed myself and then went straight to bed.

 

In the morning I came down stairs and I heard a key being put into the lock. I opened it before Derek, obviously, could turn the key. He jumped back in surprise back gained balance. I could smell alcohol on him and a bit of perfume.

 

I slammed the door in his face and went into the kitchen to clear up my mess and make myself a bit of breakfast. Derek crept in and slid up the stairs trying to avoid me at all costs. Once he had had a shower and was ready for work, he was about to go out the door when I stopped him.

 

“Do you even know why I'm made?!” I shouted at him and he stopped in his tracks. He turned around a looked at me. Derek came over and tried to hug me out I pushed him away. He knew what he did, he went out and got drunk with his friends and completely forgot about our dinner. He begged for my forgiveness and like an idiot I accepted. He went to work and I had just realised what I had done, but I still loved him and I wanted to marry him. And besides, every relationship has a fault, that's what a relationship is I guess.

 

Unfortunalty he `worked' late again and I was on my own watching television until I decided to take a shower. I had given my friends and family separate keys in case of emergencies and I didn't notice that Trunks used this opportunity.

 

I was still in the shower as he crept up to my room and called for me. I got out of the shower carefully making sure that he wouldn't see any of my private parts and walked to my room where he was sitting on my bed staring at me with, I guess, love.

 

I asked what was wrong. “I needed to talk to you.” Trunks said while patting the space on my bed beside him and he continued, “I know I may have been acting strange but…” and to my shock he began to tell the truth, “…I guess I am jealous.” I stopped him as I wanted make sure I got the full reason why he was jealous. I don't quite know why, maybe to spite him or just to know why and be relieved that I'd have no guilty conscience, but what he said next, left me with a huge load full of the kind of conscience.

 

“I love you Chiana and I always have and I don't think I'll ever stop.” My friend in my life Trunks Briefs saying the three most wonderful words in history to me: close to my wedding day. After all this time, he couldn't tell me before!

 

I shout and scream at him to leave and he walks out my room, with one last glimpse at me with an expression of regret, that he should have never said that to me. I lie down on my bed and try to figure out what just happened and what is going to happen. By the way, my name is Chiana and I haven't had a totally happy life. It started out rough, but got better as I was: how you say, swept to my destiny by the current or wind as I don't live by the sea.