Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Cry ❯ The Worst case Scenario...Almost ( Chapter 12 )

A/N: Hey you guys!!! What is up my home-dogs??? Lol, that was cheesy. Anyway, I know it has been a while, but I decided to update every Friday on BOTH stories from now on. As a special bonus, tonight you guys get an extra chapter on Cry. That's because it is my favorite story!! It's coming along better than I thought. But then again, it is my baby! LOL, it's my first accomplishment.

 

Now, it is time to get down to serious business. This chapter is angsty, big time; however, there are very good for reasons for why the characters act like they do. Those reasons will unfortunately have to wait until next chapter, lol I am so evil! No, that's not the reason; it has to do with story/character development.

 

Now that I have thoroughly explained to you my actions, on to the story!!!

 

Vegeta looked at Bulma in utter shock.

 

“What do you mean?” Vegeta said gruffly. His entire body shook with barely controlled rage.

 

“Well Vegeta, I have been on birth control for the WHOLE time we have been together, I even made it saiyan-proof, but somehow…” Bulma mumbled off incoherently. Vegeta was now glaring at her with a solemn mask, emotions totally unreadable.

 

“You are saying that you are with child?” It was a statement, not a question.

 

Bulma looked up sadly into his big dark eyes. Finding herself unable to speak, she limply nodded and lowered her head back to the floor.

 

He seemed to be thinking a while. A long while actually. For a whole fifteen minutes he just looked at her, staring with hidden emotion. For the first time in her life, Bulma knew what it was to be truly terrified.

 

“Get rid of it.”

 

It was an order, not a request. Bulma's body shook voluntarily. Tears started forming in her eyes.

 

“What?” Bulma practically screamed. She did not know why this was affecting her badly. All of a sudden, any previous thoughts of possibly giving up her baby flew out the window. All Bulma knew was that she was going to keep her baby.

 

“You will get rid of it,” Vegeta commanded in a strong, but low voice. His hands were now clenched tightly at his side. He was now shaking less violently, seeming to get his emotions under control.

 

Bulma lost it.

 

“Who says what say you have? Huh, Vegeta? You obviously do not know how things work here on earth. I mean, you have had two years to learn, but I guess you couldn't waste your time with those `pointless' things. Well let me tell you something, I am a woman and I make the decisions when it comes to MY baby. And you know what? I think I am going to keep MY baby. After all, it may be the only one I get to have. Even if he is an accident, and the child of a mass murderer, I am going to treasure him FOREVER!!!”

 

Bulma then broke down into tears, but she was not done yet. “After all, I have to have SOMEONE to treasure. You have NEVER made me feel wanted or loved, and now you have ruined my life forever! Not because I will have to wait to take over Dad's company, not because for the next eighteen years I will have change my life, my priorities, my everything to take care of him, but because now no man EVER will want to touch me now that I will have a child out of wedlock!!! Do you know how big of a stigma that is here!!!??”

 

Bulma was now shaking in her tears, holding herself close. Her head was lowered back to the floor, waiting for the worst to come.

 

“You will kill it, or I will kill it for you,” Vegeta stated in a deadly calm voice. He then lunged at her.

 

“No!” Bulma cried in a strangled voice. Vegeta tackled her to the ground. Bulma struggled against him as he pushed all his weight on her. She was laying face-down on the floor, trying desperately to struggle out of his grasp. His fingers were digging into her hips as she attempted to crawl away.

 

Vegeta pulled his body off her slightly so he could turn her over so that she was facing him. Bulma squirmed in his grasp as he proceeded to pull down her pants and pull up her shirt so he could get a full view of her new baby belly.

 

Then, he raised his hand and formed a fist. “Please Vegeta, no. I will do anything, just please don't hurt my baby. I'll…I'll do anything. Please Vegeta, Please!!!!”

 

“Shut up! Shut up woman! You made this mistake and now you are going to watch me fix it!” Vegeta growled angrily.

 

“NO! Vegeta, you made the baby too. It's YOUR baby!!! YOUR son!!!! Please, please don't hurt him! Please!” Bulma started crying loudly, in desperation. She was desperate to do anything to save her baby.

 

“No.” And with that, Vegeta went for the punch. His fist landed, right into her stomach, where her child resided. However, his punch was not nearly as hard as he planned it to be.

 

Bulma arched into him involuntarily as the effects hit her. She then proceeded to regurgitate what little she had for breakfast all over herself, as Vegeta had pulled back from her.

 

Taking this opportunity, she rolled over on her side, clutching her womb in pain. She was now crying in sorrow, knowing for sure that her baby would now die. Vegeta looked stunned, almost surprised at what he did, but quickly hid it as he leaned down to brush his mouth against her ear.

 

“Well, at least I finally know why you got so fat recently. I would have evicted you soon anyway,” Vegeta chuckled darkly. “I can not stand body fat, woman. You should have known that.” He pinched her waist cruelly.

 

Bulma turned to him. “Get out,” she stated, sniffling her fear down. “Get out or I will tell Goku everything you have been doing to me since last year, and I have no doubt he will dispose of you. Leave me. Leave my home!!!...And never come back. I hope you are happy. You have hurt me more than anyone else has in my entire life. I will never be the same person I once was, and it is all because of you. Now, I am sure you still have the old GR capsule I gave you. Leave in it. Go to some other planet and tear the sanity away from some other woman. If you somehow manage to make super saiyan, I hope you come back to help the others defeat the androids. Otherwise, stay away. And make sure you stay the hell away from me!”

 

Bulma then turned away from him again, for she had to throw up once more. Her stomach hurt so bad, it felt like the child was trying to fight back against the pain. She screamed in pain.

 

Vegeta looked at her with a solemn face. He pulled back from her and left the hallway for a few minutes.

 

Bulma just laid there crying in sorrow. She was so happy her parents were out of town for the week. That way she would have time to deal with this so her parents would never have to know that she lost her baby to Vegeta.

 

Speaking of the devil… “Bulma, I am leaving. I called a medical vehicle to take you to the hospital.”

 

Bulma looked at him with the most horrifying look he had ever witnessed. It was total, unrequited, undeniable, and unconditional love. He tore his eyes from her and stalked off. She heard the spaceship take off, shaking the earth under her house.

 

After a few more minutes, she heard the sound of the ambulance. She wondered vaguely how she would explain this to the nosy press. It was bad enough that they already badgered her about being a thirty-year old unmarried woman. She could only imagine what they would think about this.

 

She heard the elevator bing at the end of the hallway, and saw 3 paramedics walk toward her with a stretcher.

 

“It's ok, Ms. Briefs, we are going to take care of you now,” a young man told her as he started checking her vital signs.

 

“M-my baby,” Bulma said weakly.

 

“We know,” a young woman said gently.

 

“All right guys, let's get her on the stretcher and get her out of here before any cameras show up,” an older man said as he and the others picked her up gently and laid her on the stretcher.

 

Bulma was starting to lose consciousness, but one last thought crossed her mind before all became black.

 

`Why did he opt to save us?'

 

A/N: Okay, next chapter is all about how Vegeta feels, how he really feels, about this.

 

 

 

Again, thank you to everyone!!!