𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 x

Chapter 15

6 years ago :

Strolling into the house, he quirked his brow seeing Tarble sat dolefully on the bottom of the stairs. Their parents voices muffled in the background.

"Mom and dad are arguing again," Tarble frowned leaning his head against the banister.

Vegeta sighed storming into the kitchen, he opened the kitchen door and glared over at his step mother who was snarling at his father.

"I drink because it's better than to sit and listen to you!" She sneered and turned her attention to Vegeta, she clicked her tongue and folded her arms. "Oh look, your interfering son has come to join in to tell us off."

"If you don't like each other, then why the fuck are you staying together?" Vegeta scoffed at the pair who avoided his eye contact.

"I don't know who you think you are talking to but-"

"I'm talking to a stuck up bitch who gives no fucks about my father," a sharp sting was felt at the side of his face as she had slapped him. He gave her a glowering look whilst placing his hand on his cheek.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that! You know you are a waste of space, who will amount to nothing!"

Vegeta glanced at his father and sighed as his father avoided his eye contact. He averted his attention back on his step mother. "And you are nothing but a desperate whore!"

With a light chuckle she lunges into him gripping him by his top, and pulling him into her face. "get the fuck out of this kitchen right now!"

"Or what?!"

"Son, do as you are told!" His dad groaned massaging his temples, still avoiding his sons eye contact.

"You are allowing her to speak to me like this?" He frowned at his dad as he shoved his step mother off him.

"You started it, now get the fuck out!" She snarled pointing towards the kitchen door.

Ignoring her demand, he clenched his fists glaring at his dad, "I've been defending you, I've also tried to tell you that I know who she's been sleeping with behind your back!"

She let out a mocking laugh shaking her head at him, "you are delusional, your father knows I wouldn't cheat!"

"Oh, I'm the delusional one? You didn't say that when-" he gasped feeling her hand press firmly against his mouth, she pushed him against the door with a sharp glare.

"I suggest you choose your next words carefully before I slap you into next week for your disgusting attitude!"

Vegeta glanced at his father from the corner of his eye, he rolled his eyes seeing his father wasn't interested with whatever he had to say. He glared back at his step mother as she moved her hand away from his mouth and started to shove him out of the kitchen.

"Who has she been sleeping with?" Tarble asked as he started to follow his older brother up the stairs, "Vegeta, who is it?" He frowned as Vegeta ignored him.

"Doesn't matter, it'll fall on death ears with our dad," he mumbled as he opened his bedroom door.

"I can see why Bulma mostly spends time over her friends," Tarble sighed as he could hear his parents yelling at each other again.

"Yeah, but she always takes her mothers side anyway," he snarled and slammed the door behind him whilst fighting back his tears of frustration.

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Vegeta smiled as he walked into his bedroom of his new apartment. He was grateful Bulma had helped move him into one of the new builds close to the club. It had been a fortnight since Goku admitted his feelings towards him, the two felt more sexual tension between them as they had been busy with work and found it hard to find moments alone together when Chichi had been around. He found it frustrating as Goku had tried to sit down with her to end the relationship. Yet she was always so preoccupied on the phone, or fobbed him off with being too tired. If Vegeta had his way, he'd of just encouraged Goku to move in with him leaving her to figure it out herself.