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  • Chapter 3


    Hi guys ^.^ Thanks for the reviews... I really appreciate them!!!!!

    Sorry for the long time it took me to update... But here is a new chapter ^.~

    Ps. I�m starting an update list... Please tell me if you want to be on the list.

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    RICH AND POOR

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    Vegeta walked to his room slamming the door shut after him cursing loudly.

    ~ A wife? A witch to grow old with... An old wrench to yell at me!!!! ~

    Vegeta fell back on his bed and started massaging his temples.

    He sighed ~ this is gonna suck!!! ~

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    Bulma ran quietly through her house, hoping that her �father� had given up by now, that he�d be sleeping.

    She opened her bedroom door, unfortunately her �father� was in there, he sat in a chair by the window with his back turned to her.

    The moon that was the only light in the room shining in on him, Bulma swallowed hard.

    �I found you weren�t home,� he said coldly.

    �I-I was just....�

    �Was what? Trying to deny me something that�s rightfully mine?� He was talking loud yet not yelling.

    �You filthy slut! Who awoke those feelings in me? You! You did! And now you are trying to deny me it?�

    He raised slowly from the chair.

    �Have you been with someone?� He asked now walking towards her.

    �Have you? Whore!!!!!!!� He stopped right in front of her.

    Then he buried his head in her hair, Bulma shivered with fear and a tear rolled down her cheek.

    He moved his head to look her in the eyes, then raised her head with his hand, he kissed her on the lips, when she didn�t respond he stroke her across the face, and hit her in the stomach with his knee.

    She fell to the floor crying.

    �Tell me whore was he worth it? Was he worth this?� He walked over to Bulma and sat down in front of her, then he put his hand on her stomach, and an evil smile spread across his old face, suddenly he started hitting her hard in the stomach.

    �If you�re are pregnant we better take care of that now!!!!�

    Bulma cried begging for him to stop, but he didn�t listen, he just kept hitting and hitting until she started coughing blood up.

    �Oh no, my little baby, my little princess. What have I done to you? Oh little one I�m so sorry! But if you hadn�t just sneaked out, you know how mad that makes me!�

    He held her tight, Bulma tried to pull away but she didn�t have the power to move much...

    Her father laid her down and started to undress her, Bulma cried not wanting what was about to happen, to ever happen again, but it did.

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    When he was finally done he got his cloth back on, and ignored Bulma who was looking coldly into the wall, she was pale and looked sick.

    He left the room, satisfied.

    Bulma broke into tears again as soon as he was gone, ~ what have I done to deserve this? ~

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    Vegeta walked slowly through the hall filled with first class sluts, ugly/snobs or both.

    They were dressed as whores, first class though.

    As he walked by he received giggles and hopeful glares, he just returned with the death glare.

    �So see anyone?�

    �No!�

    �Brat give them a chance!�

    �Hmm... No!�

    The king sighed, �it�s only to produce a heir!�

    Vegeta shrugged, �not with one of those!�

    �Then I have no choice.�

    Vegeta looked at his father, �what do you mean?�

    �We�re having a party!�

    �We�re what?�

    �We�re having a party! Any unmarried young woman around your age will have to be there. Then you�ll get to choose between them...�

    Vegeta starred at his father, �you mean I should produce a heir with a low life?�

    The king nodded �that or choose one of those!�

    �Fine we�re having a party.�

    The king turned to leave, �I have allot to do, so if you�ll just take of the girls...�

    �But there are like a thousand, what do you want me to do with them?�

    �Be creative!�

    Before Vegeta could complain his father was gone.

    ~ Oh goody... ~ (That was meant to be VERY sarcastic ^.~)

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    Sorry for the short chapter, but I�m really busy >.< Don�t worry they will get longer ^.^

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