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Chapter 4
Vegeta was sitting on the couch in the recreational room. He was all alone, the others went out
to buy some supplies. He sighed to himself and laid on the couch. “I wonder who that girl was?
She looked so familiar,” he thought, staring at the ceiling. He then heard the door creak and he
got up quickly in surprise. The door opened and a blue haired woman came in. “It’s you...” he
whispered to himself.
“Vegeta?” Bulma gasped, her eyes starting to form tears. She ran to him and gave him a big hug.
“What have you been doing here?” she asked.
“Huh? What do you think you’re doing?!” Allan, er, Vegeta growled, pushing Bulma away.
“What’s wrong Vegeta?”
“Who are you? What are you doing here?”
“What?! What are you talking about Vegeta?”
“Vegeta? Why are you calling me that?”
“Because you ARE Vegeta. What happened to you?”
“I’m not Vegeta! My name is Allan!”
After that sentence, the others arrived. “Who is that girl?” John asked.
“I don’t know, she just came here,” Vegeta answered.
“How did you get in here?!!!” Joel demanded, grabbing Bulma’s shirt collar.
“I... was just looking... for... ...the police told me...” Bulma stammered, too scared to say
anything straight.
“The coppers?” Joey exclaimed. “She’s probably a spy, lock her up in the storage room!” Joey
ordered.
Joel pushed Bulma and she fell on the floor. He grabbed the back of her shirt and dragged her out
of the room.
“Vegeta! What are you doing?!!! Don’t let them do this to me!!!” Bulma cried as she was being
dragged away.
“In you go,” Joel chuckled as he tossed Bulma in a dirty, empty room. Bulma quickly got up and
ran to the door in an attempt to escape but she was too late, she was locked in.
“Vegeta! Vegeta! Get me out of here!!! VEEEGGGEEETTTAA!” she screamed, banging on
the door. “How can you do this to me?” she sobbed. She sank on the floor and curled herself
into a tight ball and began to cry.
“Vegeta? Who on Earth is Vegeta?” John asked himself. “Hey Allan, do you know who is she
talking about?”
“Vegeta is probably some guy that she thinks would come and rescue her,” Vegeta laughed.
“Yeah,” they agreed.
“Hey girlie! Doncha worry. If you’re lucky, maybe your Vegeta would come here and save ya,”
Joey said sarcastically.
Their comments only made Bulma cry louder. “When I get out here, I’m going to get all of
you!!!” she yelled through the door with a sob.
“What are we going to do with her?” Vegeta asked.
“We’ll decide later. Right now I want to take a nap, that raid last night was tough,” John yawned.
“Yeah man,” Joey and Joel agreed and went to the bed room.
***
Bulma turned to her watch and it was 12:00 in the afternoon. Her stomach then growled in
hunger. “Great! Not only I’m locked in this dirty room but I’m going to starve to death here as
well!” she sobbed. “I wonder why Vegeta let them do this to me. And it looked like he didn’t
know me either. I wonder what happened to him,” she thought and then the door opened.
Vegeta came in with a plate of food and a glass of water. “You hungry?” he asked roughly.
“What has happened to you Vegeta?” Bulma asked.
“For the last time, quit calling me that!” Vegeta snapped and handed the food to her.
Bulma just putted the food down beside her. “Vegeta, why are you doing this to me? Do you
even know who I am?”
“No, I don’t know who the hell you are!”
“Remember what we shared Vegeta,” Bulma sobbed, with tears flooding her eyes.
“I didn’t remember anything!”
“Remember what we felt for each other.”
“I felt NOTHING!” Vegeta snapped and stormed out of the room.
“What’s wrong with him? Could he have hit his head and forgot everything?” Bulma asked
herself. “There... there has to be a way to make him remember...”
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