Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life Through the Looking Glass ❯ So, Is This What Love Feels Like? Pain? ( Chapter 31 )

Chapter 31: So, Is This What Love Feels Like? Pain?

            ; I came home close to tears with only Trunks on my mind. I had so rarely been reduced to tears, and it was all because of him. In tow weeks he had done something no one else could; he gat into my heart. I don't know how it happened and perhaps I let down my guard, but there was nothing I could do anymore. I was in love with him, and now that I rid myself of Pan, I could truly be everything Trunks wants and needs. A loving wife, a carrying friend, someone he could depend on, someone he could trust, a model for the cameras, but most importantly, someone he could love. That meant more to me more than anything. I was his fiancée; now and forever to be Carina.

            ; It hurt to know that he couldn't love Pan, that I knew but I was no longer Pan. I was Carina. I loved him so much it hurt, but there would always be sacrifices in love, so I gave in. It hurt my heart to know that I am going against my morals, but the fear of spending the rest of my life without Trunks hurt even more. How could I win? Was I destined to roam the Earth in pain? It seems no matter what I do, it won't stop. If this is the love that all those movies, all those soap operas, the romance novels, and the fairy tales talk about, then I don't see why everyone wants to fall in love. It would just bring more pain. It just seems that the more I love him, the more it hurts. So is love pain or is pain love? Either way I've fallen hard.

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I got to school early. I don't know why, but after yesterday I felt like I had to get passed a crowd, and I did. When I reached school I parked at the closest spot I could find. When I got out, I grabbed my schoolbooks that were due today. It was the last week of school and everyone was in a bustle. I already studied, so I didn't need them.

Just as I had predicted, there were many stares, but I didn't pay attention to any of them. I went straight to my locker to dump off my books that I would return later on to the library. As I was at my locker, I was approached by three different guys, all trying to pick me up. I quickly turned them away. My heart wasn't a prize to be won; it had all ready been stolen. I was taken and that was all that mattered at that moment in my life. I loved him, and he loved me, that was all that I needed right now, and for the rest of my life.

 

I took the few items I needed for my first few classes, reminding myself that I had a few finals to take today, including one in my first class. Knowing Trunks would be there was hard for me, but I knew we would have to work our ways into this somehow. This was our lives now. Each other. And so, I made my way towards class. I walked as quickly as I could without making it obvious that I didn't want to be there. As always, there were stares, but there was also something I didn't expect.

 

“You fucking whore,” shouted out behind me. I knew instantly who's voice it was, and something told me it was directed towards me. I didn't want to think about it, but I also knew it couldn't be avoided for long. I stopped my pacing and turned around to see Marron. She was staring at me, and as always had her posse. I didn't want to fight her, okay, so I did, but I wasn't quite in the mood. I had too many things on my mind. And it wasn't exactly something Trunks' girl should do. All she was doing was staring at me. She wouldn't say anything, or even do anything. The bell was going to ring for class soon, and I saw many others were staring at us as well.

 

“Are you going to say something, or just stand there all day?” I asked sarcastically. I saw her flinch at that. I could see her seething underneath her obvious fake smile.

 

“I haven't seen you before so you must be the new girl,” she smirked. “I've never heard of anybody coming so late into a semester, but then again, I guess anything is possible. All the guys are just talking about you today. All I've heard was `New girl this' and `New girl that'.” Oh yeah, she was sweating all right. I don't know why. Did she know about Trunks and I? I had a feeling that whatever it was, I was about to find out.

 

“I'm flattered really,” I smiled and continued on with this charade, “but I've been going to this school for a while now. I guess I just haven't been noticed.”

 

“Really, because I'm sure you are not one to be over-look,” she said slowly and she stalked towards me with each word. Little by little, I could see the hatred seep into her eyes and before I knew it she had raised her hand to me, palm open. I knew instantly what her intentions where, and being a Saiyan, with years of training against a small human girl, I easily caught her arm midstrike. Her face was one of shock and annoyance.

 

“Now, now, that wouldn't be very nice would it?” I asked her sweetly.

 

“You fucking bitch! Trunks is my boyfriend!” she screamed. Everyone else around us was confused. But I knew what that meant. She knew. I didn't know how she found out, if Trunks told her or someone else, but she knew. I smiled. That was why she was so angry. She was jealous. And I was happy to know it was because of me.

 

“So you know,” I said.

 

“You fucking bitch, you stole my boyfriend!” she screamed again and with that, her other hand went swinging, but again I caught it midstrike. Everyone around us was stunned. Was it really over between Marron and Trunks? And was it all my fault. Well, not exactly, but I did have a big part in it. “Let me go! Get your hands off of me!”

 

“Why should I? If I did, then you would just try to hit me again. And we don't want that now do we,” I asked rhetorically.

 

“Of course I would try to hit you again. You stole my boyfriend!”

 

“Don't worry, he never really wanted you. I'll make sure you're invited to the wedding,” I said and pushed her back letting go of her arms, causing her to loose her balance.

 

She landed on her back, but quickly got up. Everyone was staring at her in shock. It really was over between Marron and Trunks. “You can't possibly love him. It's just an arranged marriage.”

 

Unknown to the two of us, that as she said this, Trunks had approached and was watching the entire confrontation. However, it was almost over.

 

I looked her straight in the eyes. My countanence didn't waiver, and I never flinched as I said what needed to be said, “I don't know how he feels, but I know how I feel. And right now, that's all that matters.”

 

She glared at me and I stared back. She approached me swiftly and her arm raised again to strike me, but apparently she hadn't learned her lesson. So, instead of just stopping her, I caught her arm once again, but this time I too raised my hand and I didn't slap her. I back-handed her and Marron screamed.

 

All mouths were dropped open staring from me to Marron, and back to myself. Had I really done it? Had I really done what I have always wanted to do? I suppose I had, but that didn't mean I was going to bask in the glory quite yet. She looked up at me in both fear and defiance. This time though, her jaw dropped as well. Was she shocked that I had hit her? I would do it again if it meant proving to her that, yes, I had done it. But that wasn't why she was staring in awe.

 

*RING*

 

That was the bell, and still no one moved. Marron still stared at me and I was just wondering what was wrong with her, until she said it, and it made sense.

 

“Pan?” she questioned. At that moment everyone was speechless. I didn't know what to do, day two and they already knew it was me. Well, the former me. When my brain decided to start working again, I did the only thing I could. I let go of her arm, turned and walked away throwing over my shoulder my response.

 

“Not anymore. The name is Carina.”