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Chapter 4
RICH AND POOR
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Bulma sat up; she had been lying on the same spot where her �father� left
her for hours.
She got up and put a dress on covering the most of her bruises, she was hurt
badly both physic and mentally.
She starred at herself in the mirror...
# �Who awoke those feelings in me? You! You did! And now you are trying to
deny me it?!?� #
She starred with cold eyes at herself # �You filthy slut!� # She slammed her
fits into the mirror screaming, it broke and when she looked at her hands again
they were covered in blood, she starred at the blood as it ran down her arms.
Then she picked a peace of the broken mirror up and looked at it closely; it was
very sharp. She held it in front of her wrist, then she started drawing small
air-circles around the spot.
~ It could all end right now! I could stop the pain... ~
Suddenly she heard a knock on the door; she dropped the piece and turned to face
the door.
Her hands were still covered in blood and her face was a disaster. It was
bruised and dirty, and her hair was a bloody mess.
Then her �mother� walked in, she closed her eyes in discuss at the sight.
�Come with me!� She ordered. Bulma obeyed and followed.
The older woman was shocked when she discovered all of Bulmas bruises �good
grief girl, what happened?�
�I was attacked by some strangers,� Bulma said through clenched teeth.
�That�s what you get for being a slut, girl!�
Bulma bit her lower lip keeping herself from telling the truth: # �If you ever
tell anyone our little secret you will go to hell for what you did, this is all
completely your fault! Entirely your fault!� #
�Now, I have one hell of a chance for you: The prince is holding a party each
night for the next 3 days, all unmarried girls has to be there, which means also
the ugly sluts, a.k.a. you!� (What a bitch huh?!?)
�The prince?� Bulma said in a little hopeful voice, she had seen the prince
and whoa...
�But he won�t choose you so while you are there, you�ll steel the crown
jewels! Me and your father (no it�s not a mistake, Bulmas �mother� is very
fond of herself...) will be there to make sure you won�t fail!!!�
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�For the next 3 days, starting tomorrow, you will get to choose between the
women at the party, you will choose the woman you wish to bare your heir...
And in 4 days, on your 18-year old birthday, you�ll get married to the woman.
This is not a marriage that has to last...
Then when 7 days have passed you will claim the throne and become king!�
Vegeta looked at the man in nice clothes rambling about Vegeta�s already
planned future.
He sighed ~ so today is my last real bachelor day, should I stay at the castle
as my father ordered, or go make fun of the poor people? Defiantly the poor
people!!! ~
Vegeta left the castle with two of his personal guards, ignoring the fact that
his father had ordered him to stay at the castle...
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Vegeta and the two other guys rode through the nearest town, creating fear
everywhere...
On the streets many, many people lived, dying from decease and/or hunger.
They all fell to the ground begging for Vegeta to spare them...
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Bulma heard all the noises through the kitchen window (of course her city was
the nearest ^.~ )
She dropped what ever she was doing and jumped out the window to find out what
was going on...
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�You two find me some food!� Vegetas two guards bowed and left.
Vegeta smirked and turned around just in time to see a woman jumping out of a
window.
The action scared Vegetas horse, which literally threw him of.
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Bulma landed safely at the ground, but when she looked up she saw a scared horse
and a pissed rich person.
�Oh my...� She muttered before she ran over to calm the animal down (no not
the rich person, the horse! >.<)
�I�m sorry sir. I didn�t meant to scare your horse,� Bulma said in the
sweetest voice.
�No I�m sure you didn�t, but you can freaking well see you did! What�s
this jumping out of windows anyway?� Bulma was sure she had heard that voice
before, but she couldn�t see the person because of the very large hat he was
wearing, the shadow from the hat was hiding his face...
Vegeta took the hat of. He looked at it and snorted �great it�s covered in
mud.�
Bulma looked at him one eyebrow raised �prince?�
�Huh? Do I know you?�
~ Great, one thing is that you�ve annoyed the prince, another is that he has
actually has seen your face.... Congratulations you�re the dumbest thief ever!
~
�Girl do I know you?�
Bulma swallowed the lump in her throat and made her voice very light �M-me? No
I don�t think so...�
�Who are you?� Vegeta asked walking up to her starring into her eyes like he
was looking for something.
�Me?�
�No, the mud. Yes you!?!�
�......... Late!�
�What?�
�Late, I�m late! Excuse me my lord, I have to um...�
Bulma starred into a pair of black onyx eyes, ~ so intense... ~
Vegeta smirked, then he discovered she had the same blue hair color as The Blue
Shadow, he reached out to touch it, but she jumped back when his hand came close
to the hair.
�Go! I have to go!� Bulma bowed and ran down the streets.
Vegeta starred after her ~ that movement was so familiar... Could she be The
Shadow??? No, she couldn�t be that stupid... Could she? ~
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Bulma ran faster and faster, her feeds had started to bleed, and tears were
running down her cheeks, everything was so confusing...
# �Hush little woman, I caught you!� #
# �Who awoke those feelings in me?� #
# �That is what you get for being a slut, girl!� #
# �WHORE!� #
# �Little one...� #
# �You filthy slut!� #
# �Princess!� #
# �You can freaking well see you did!� #
# �Shadow.� #
# �Bulma...� #
Bulma fell. Her legs had given under, she started rubbing her temples violently,
�stop it! Stop confusing me! STOP!�
# �Good grief what happened girl?� #
# �Slut!� #
# �My little baby...� #
# �Tell me that you like it!� #
# �Whore!� #
# �Just relax. It won�t hurt!� #
# �My little princess...� #
�STOP!!!!! please....� Bulmas voice broke and she gave into the tears.
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�ANOTHER DITCH IN THE ROAD, YOU KEEP MOVING...
ANOTHER STOP SIGN YOU KEEP MOVING ON...
AND THE YEARS GO BY SO FAST. WONDER HOW I EVER MADE IT THROUGH...�
Taken from the song �Two beds and a coffee machine� by savage garden.
Sorry if you hate song fics, but I can assure (what a nice word) you that this
won�t turn into one.
If you�ve ever, or someday hear the song, well then I hope you�ll
understand... (Plz listen to the lyrics.)
No, I have never been abused if anyone was wondering, but it�s a thing that
really bothers me, I really hate abuse of any kind! People who do stuff like
that, may they suffer, may they explore the same pain they�ve given to their
victims!
Now let�s make everything more fun... REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!