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Trunks watched the blood run slowly down his arm. * That was nightmare number 1. Trunks you weakling. You can handle something like that. *


A smile crept over his face. But his eyes stayed cold. Then he went to the bathroom. He saw that he was wearing the same clothes as Friday. He wanted to wash everything away. All the memories. He turned on the water and took a shower in a t-shirt and jeans. The ice-cold jet of water calmed him. But then the memories came back. Again he heard that cold voice. He saw those glowing eyes again. Slowly he let himself sink to the floor. His gaze hardened and his mouth twisted into a straight line.




Vegeta opened Trunk's door. He was just going into his room when he heard the rush of water. He looked at the display on the door.* Water temperature 2 degrees. Now he's completely crazy. He opened the door. What he saw would probably have been weird under other circumstances. Trunks sat in the shower. with all clothes. His face was porcelain white, his lips blue and he had black shadows under his eyes. The look from Trunks scared Vegeta. He turned off the water. Trunks didn't respond. Vegeta asked: "Are you completely crazy now. What kind of number is this. He dragged Trunks out of the shower. Trunks still didn't react. Suddenly Vegeta slipped on the wet floor, fell down and accidentally pulled Trunks with him. Vegeta wanted to just getting up cursing when Trunks pushed him away violently. His eyes were wide open and he was trembling. "I'm sorry," vegeta muttered. He knew what Trunks was thinking. That had reminded him again. Trunks got up slowly. "Put your clothes on first. Otherwise you'll get sick too. "Trunks nodded. Vegeta admitted the things he had knocked over again. When he got into the room, trunks had already moved.He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans again. Vegeta was about to say something when he saw the long scratch on Trunks upper arm. It was very thin, but quite deep. No opponent had done that. "You're not visiting ..." he whispered. Then he saw the thin blade on the windowsill. "You weren't really on purpose ..."


Trunks nodded. "This is my punishment. Once for every nightmare. If I hadn't been so cowardly, none of this would have happened." Trunks said this tonelessly and without feeling. Vegeta shook her head in disbelief. Suddenly Trunks touched his head. "No ... not again .." "Trunks? What is it?" "My head ... hurts so ..." he managed to say. Then he collapsed. "My God. Trunks." Vegeta picked him up and let Trunks on his bed. Trunks cheeks were flushed and his breath rattled strangely. * He won't get sick again, will he? He really didn't deserve that. * Suddenly Bulma opened the door. "How is he?" She whispered. "Bulma! Call a doctor right away.He's just folded up and he's got a high fever. Hurry up! He cried. Bulma immediately grabbed her cell phone. She briefly described the situation to the doctor, who promised to be there in a few minutes. Bulma hurried to Trunk's bed. "Did he talk to you? Do you know what's going on?" Vegeta was silent. * If I tell her everything, I'll break my promise. But she needs to know what's wrong with him. * Vegeta told her everything in a few words. Bulma almost collapsed. "No .." she whispered. “That can't be.” The doorbell rang. Bulma ran quickly to the front door. The doctor examined Trunks and said: "He has had a faint attack. And he also has pneumonia. He has to go to the hospital immediately. Call an ambulance." .




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