by Angelica Chapter 4: Liberate me and wipe away my sins.
I'm gonna get out of my shell Try without anybody's help To loose this heavy load And get my life back on the road I've seen the worst when I was down Only loneliness I found Now I'm climbing to the top And I ain't never gonna stop I'll carry on, though the road is long I'm gonna get myself together And I'll hold on, 'cause I am strong Gonna try to make it better, baby The rest of my life I'll take these chances Time goes by so very fast I'll share my fortune and my failure 'til there's nothing left And if somewhere down the line I'll find I'm running out of time I hope to God that I can say I made the best of every day 'Til then I'll carry on, 'though the road is long I'm gonna get myself together And I'll hold on, 'cause I am strong I'm gonna try to make it better, baby The rest of my life I'll take these chances Time goes by so very fast I'll share my fortune and my failure 'til there's nothing left after months of fighting and stubbornness she finally started to doubt.’’ I wonder if we really did bond ‘‘. Pan mused while brushing her hair. Despite her young age Pan moved out a couple of weeks ago. One person in this entire mess hadn’t changed her opinion of Pan. Marron had always been good friends with the girl. One evening she found Pan knocking down trees in a rage in the woods not far from her small apartment. She had decided to keep an eye on her from a safe distance, when Pan had vented all her frustration and anger her so carefully put on mask fell. Crying she curled into a little bal on the ground. Marron decided to carefully step in. She gasped when she heard what the one so happy teenager was muttering ‘’ why why can’t I just die? ‘‘. That night she decided to let Pan move in with her after hearing her story. Two months later Pan moved to her own apartment at the other side of town. It was the she could go without leaving town. She cursed the fact she could only get an apartment in this town due to her famous family. ‘’ Mom I don’t think I can do this anymore ‘’ the lavender haired man said to his mother. ‘’ Just look at her she’s been miserable for six months now, she won’t eat properly, only when dad and I force it down her throat.’’It was true; separation didn’t do well for the two women. Bra had been utterly miserable since they came back. Once she was a healthy looking beautiful young woman, now she was painfully thin as a result of doing nothing but train and not eating. Her ocean like hair started to fade. Training was the only thing that kept her mind straight. Escaping it was no option she realized when even in her grave ghost sparring sessions she started to deteriorate. It felt like she was being tortured more cruelly than anyone could imagine. Her soul and entire being seemed to die. Death now it even sounded good, never would it be salvage for her. The effects of the severed bond would follow her into death. ‘’ Vegeta we have to talk! ‘’ Bulma barged into the gravity room. ‘’ What is it now woman!’’ the irritated man shouted. ‘’ Have you looked at your daughter recently! I think its time for you to accept that they did bond. You bastard you’re letting your bloody own daughter starve.’’ Tear streaked she barged out again without waiting for a reaction. At first the Prince had been baffled then enraged and finally he decided what he would do. Feeling unusually guilty he flew up to his daughters gym and looked trough the window. He cringed at the site. The Princess looked hollow. She kept repeating a row of exercise’s over and over. The thing that scared him most was not that she was slowly killing herself, but the look in her eyes; she looked like she was being torn in two. Now a new dilemma formed itself. Was he going to let his daughter be happy in such a blasphemy of a relationship or was he going to lock her up and throw away the key? All kinds of thoughts ran trough her head sometimes they would all blur into one but as soon as it came to her there would be an incredible pain flash trough her body causing her to black out for a moment. She considered escaping more then once. After various attempts she gave up even when she made it a couple of miles away undetected her father would somehow ‘’sniff’’ her out and drag her back home. A door opened ‘’ what do you want’’ she growled nothing less but deadly. ‘’ Its that bad ‘’ were the only words he said, actually looking guilty. He turned around and stalked away. Stunned Bra saw him walk away. Father had accepted them at least enough to let her go out alone and see Pan. Still amazed at the prince’s approval she practically cheered and flew up to her room. In a flash she assembled her dearest belongings and stuffed them in a bag. Jumping out of the window she was now a woman with a mission. Finding her mate. Bulma and Trunks watched her go out the window. ‘’ Its probably the last time we see her at home mother’’ ‘’ It probably is but somehow I’m just glad that you’re father got over himself and granted her a chance to be happy’’ This little conversation took place in the garden while they watched a young woman do looping in the sky before speeding of. The post arrived! A grey haired lady walked over and dug a bundle of incicnificant letters out of the mailbox. A small postcard stood out. ‘’ Oh my she did hear me ‘’ Chichi gasped and sat down in her giant garden. Shaking she started to read the letter from her only grandchild. ‘’ Hello grandma I found a place to live and a job. I am at a little village at the eastcoast for now. Please don’t tell anyone where I am, I can’t deal with the pity parties for now. Not when I know everybody thinks this is all a fase and that I should move on. But I can’t the love between bra and me is real and I can’t forget it. How is she? I wan’t to be there but I can’t be so close and then not see her. Not when that bastard is keeping us apart. I know this is to much to dump on you grandma. I am safe and healthy * I still eat my vegetables* please don’t worry about me. Lots of love Son Pan. A single tear rolled down from a pair of black eyes ‘’ Yes offcourse I will keep your secret honey even when its killing me ti see my son so sad’’ She muttered and went back to tend to her flowers. A broken spirit lived in Son Gohan. After seeing the love of his life die and seeing his only daughter suffer from the results of a sayjin bond denied by other people. He gave up, only living for his work as an scholar. He became a ghost of himself. Not caring anymore, the only concerns left were three meals a day and sometimes actually sleeping. When his daughter decided to move out he gave her permission without bickering about her age. She had been so surprised and asked why. ‘’ I know how much a severed or denied sayjin bond hurts’’ ansewered Gohan. Pan flew out and said goodbye. |