A ONE-SHOT… IF IT'S GOOD ENOUGH I'LL MAKE A SEQUEL? I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS! :D
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NOTHING . . . DX
IT IS AN OOC BUT ONLY A LITTLE…
DEDICATED TOO SHOOKONES: SORRY I'VE BEEN NEGLECTING YA' BUT I'M BACK! :*))
The girl was sitting on the Exam Table waiting . . .
She just stared straight ahead, waiting for the evenly painted white rectangular door to just burst open with the results Negative. Waiting. . .
The door opened and the Doctor walked in with a Clip-Board in her hand jotting some notes, she looked up and smiled.
"Congratulations, Miss. Bulma Briefs you are 1 month along-"But she drowned out the rest.
Her eyes wide, she watched as the doctor hand her a white slip of paper and walked out.
She composed herself sucked in all her emotions like a sponge and walked out the doctor's office.
She was like a mummy walking within the crowds of people. All the while thinking, she walked a couple of more blocks and made it to her to her own little apartment she shared with her Boyfriend.
She entered and plopped on the couch, it hit her, and it hit her hard.
"I'm eighteen and pregnant, going to the best Ivy League College, Soon to be CEO of Capsule Corps, Has the Best Boyfriend anyone could ever ask for, I have everything going for myself and then I mess it up!" she yelled kicking the coffee table with her leg "SHIT!" she yelled out loud as the pain in her leg intensified, tears started streaming down her cheeks and rubbed at them furiously.
She got up but flinched and fell back on the couch but she was determined she walked-limped- to the computer desk and took out a piece of blank paper and a random pen she placed it on Dining Table and walked-limped-back to the couch, where she sighed.
It all started 1½ Month Ago . . .
"Vegeta" She moaned.
"Shit, woman you're so tight" He groaned out.
"Oh God!" she yelled out.
He groaned while Bulma tightened around him and they both climaxed.
Both coming down from their highs; Vegeta collapsed at Bulma's side.
"I love you 'Geta" Bulma said kissing Vegeta's cheek.
"And I you, Ōjo, now go to bed." Vegeta said wrapping his arm around her waist.
Bulma snuggled into his chest. "Um . . . 'Geta . . ." Bulma asked.
Vegeta grunted "What Ōjo?" he asked
"Well… What do you think about marriage...?" Bulma asked drawing lazy circles on Vegeta's chest.
"Let's not talk about it." Vegeta said ending the conversation.
"But what if we-"Bulma started but was cut off when Vegeta abruptly threw the cover off himself, getting off the bed and to the closet where he pulled on his sweat pants and a white t-shirt he walked to the door and looked back "Ōjo just go to bed" he said before walking out.
*Ending of Flashback
That was the first time they never used protection . . . they were in a rush and one thing led to another and now "I'm pregnant!"
Bulma heard the door open she turned to see Vegeta enter the house he had a smile on his face.
Bulma groaned and thought "Wow! What a coincidence! He has such great timing I thought he wouldn't be back for another week!"
"Ōjo, did you find out why you were sick?" he said by the closet taking off his coat and boots hanging the coat on the coat rack he walked across the beige carpet and leaned in to kiss Bulma on the lips, she turned which made Vegeta kiss her cheek.
"Whats wrong?" Vegeta asked. He just came back from a business trip in England with his father Vegeta Ouji Sr. the owner of Ouji Corp. for now.
"U-uh N-Nothing" Bulma croaked out clearing her throat.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed"Ōjo" Vegeta said venomously "Don't lie to me tell what's going on?" he said sitting on the couch beside her, she turned away from him. "Ōjo . . ." he said taking her chin in his warm-rough hands his eyes softened when he saw her face, tears were streaming down.
"Ōjo . . . Please!?" he pleaded looking into her big blue eyes.
"Promise me you won't get mad or leave me!" Bulma said clutching onto Vegeta.
Vegeta glared at her but nodded.
Bulma sighed and breathed in deeply, "Okay I'm not finding behind the Bush anymore I'm pregnant, and . . . I-I . . ." Bulma burst into to tears loosening the grip she had on Vegeta's hands she ran to the room locking the door. Falling to the floor, curling herself into a ball she cried.
Bulma heard a knock on the door it was Vegeta ". . . Ojo- I-" He sighed "I can't-"Vegeta mumbled.
She heard the door slam close and cried harder she felt pain in her chest, her heart was breaking.
Bulma stood shakily on her feet, walked to the closet and pulled out her suitcase randomly adding articles of clothes. Once she was finished she stood walked out the room with her suitcase in hand and her scarf, gloves and hat.
Bulma looked around for the last time and sighed. She sat at the dining table where the paper and pen she left waiting for her… Bulma laughed a bitter laugh. How did she know he was going to leave her?
She left it the paper for a reason. If he rejected her she would just simply write a letter telling him she left and if he accepted her she hoped he would've asked why there was a paper and pen the dining table while they were eating dinner together and she would've told him why and they would laugh and he would say sappy, loving words and they would cuddle.
Bulma laughed she sounded like love-sick puppy. She began writing eyes welling up with tears that once every while spilled on the paper.
Love the One & Only,
Bulma stood wiping the last remains of her tears and sealed the letter in the envelope with a kiss that stained the envelope with the mark of her red lip gloss.
Bulma laughed this reminded her of one those K-Drama's she watched while she was traveling to South Korea for business with her father.
Pulling on her brown-knitted Uggs and Light-Brown Pea-Coat and beige gloves that came in a set with hat and scarf, she pulled the hat on her straightened Lavender locks that were dyed with streaks of blue, wrapping her scarf around her neck Bulma picked up her plane ticket and looked around one last time, grabbing the handle of her suitcase she walked causing it roll along with her at the door she sighed "Goodbye… Vegeta." and with that she walked out into the cold snow falling in bits of clutters landing softly on her nose, lashes and then the ground. Waving her hand she called for a taxi.
One stood in-front of her on the curb; she entered pulling her suit-case in with her closing the door, she looked down at her lap. "Where are you off to Ma'am?" the driver asked.
Bulma looked up and smiled "Take me to the airport…" She said and off they went.
When she entered the Airport her Private Jet was already waiting for her, she entered sitting at the third row the door closed and the Jet took off. Looking out the window, she whispered "Goodbye…" and looked ahead.
It was hot since the Heater was blasting from all sides, so she removed her jacket.
Placing her hand on her invisible bump she sighed. How was she to explain this to her parents who were waiting for her return while on their business trip? What was in stored for her in the future?
She sighed again patting her stomach, "Next stop …South Korea baby… Hey at least you'll meet Grandpa and Grandma… and eat Kimchi Stew…" She whispered laughing at her own joke as the Jet went on…
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