Vegeta is done. At 5 years old and he already wishes he can run away with his face red hot and likely will be bruised by tomorrow as yet again he and his father went at it and as always, his father makes him shut up real quick. He wishes his mother was still here, she was the rock in this family for she can go toe-to-toe with his father and yet the man was completely smitten and allowed it. No, his mother had to die in childbirth of his baby brother, Tarble; leaving him and father alone without their queen. He hated father, he hated his brother, he hated everything and would do anything to run far from here where he can make sense on why his life is falling apart, so he did. The doors weren't locked, the night was here, and nobody would miss him if he ran far and never looked back.All Rights Reserved
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