WARNING!!

This story may not be for everyone. It's about Trunks and his experience with drugs ...

You can't tell history.

I just had to write it because I myself unfortunately know someone who something similar happened. It's someone I know and I just built in the DBZ characters. I think everyone should know about something like that, because as illogical as it may sound, you get into such problems incredibly quickly. It's a one-part story, but I'd still appreciate comments. My other story will of course continue soon ...

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So this was my new life? Was that what I became? I could hardly bear it myself. I could hardly bear myself when I looked in the mirror of the dirty washroom. That pale face ... those dull eyes. It can't possibly be my face.

Slightly disgusted, I turned away but what I saw now wasn't much better either.

It's hard to bear soberly. Granted ... I hadn't been sober very often in the last week. As well as?

"Ey Trunks ... hate something else?" "Pull off Toshi. I'll keep my stuff" I hissed angrily and pushed one of my new "acquaintances" aside and left the washroom.

I pushed past the others more or less considerately, but even if I had knocked someone over, they probably wouldn't have noticed as close as they were all anyway.

I pushed the door open and took a deep breath. Fresh air ... it felt like an eternity to feel something like this. I rummaged in my pocket and found another pill. Better than nothing. I have to get some new stuff. Well, won't be a problem.

How did it come about that I was in such a strange circle of acquaintances, you want to know? This is quite a long story, and yet it has all happened within the last 3 weeks.And I've been here for a week. A week I can hardly remember. I guess it's because of those shitty drugs. You can't imagine how quickly you can become addicted to it. A week ... a week ago I ran away from home, I just had no choice.



Three weeks ago I had led a completely normal life. I had a girlfriend, Scarlet, who went to school with my best friend Goten. Small quarrels with my 14-year-old sister Bra and my father were the order of the day, but I don't know of any family in which this is not the case.

But then it happened. It was Tuesday two weeks ago ...



I was in town to get something for my mother and when I passed the park I saw them both. Goten and Scarlet in each other's arms, deep in a passionate kiss. I felt like my heart was going to burst into a thousand pieces.The two people I trusted the most! The two people who meant most to me had betrayed me so much.

I don't know exactly what I did after that. I ran away, just kept going.

And as it happens in such situations, so it happened to me:

When you're desperate, you end up with the wrong people. Well, those who found me were in the old building behind me, had made my first contact with drugs, and I stayed with them. I just couldn't go home, I didn't know how to face them now.

Did they look for me? I couldn't imagine they were worried about me. If they were really looking for me, they would probably have found me by now.



Well, THAT was my new life.

I walked the streets, rummaged in my pocket, and actually found some money.A miracle that it hadn't been stolen from me yet.

For 20 I bought "replenishment", as I meanwhile called it. Pathetic isn't it? Yes, I know myself. I AM pathetic ... and that's exactly why I didn't dare go home. My father got upset if you didn't get to his training quota, what would he say if he saw me now?

I realize that I completely crashed. Drugs, alcohol ... But once you get into this vicious circle, you just can't get out.

Without thinking about it, I went to the pub. At least one could endure all this a bit drunk.



At some point I stopped counting how many glasses I had already consumed, it would have been just too many. Everything else that happened now still seems so unreal to me.

I felt dizzy and just fell over ... but then I was caught.I made out the outlines of my former best friend, who looked at me in shock. "Trunks ?? Is that really you ??" "... Goten?" I muttered confused, but I was no longer able to think clearly. I just felt him pull me out of the bar and talk to me. "What happened? Where have you been all week? Well, you will hardly be able to answer right now." He flew into the air and I opened my eyes a little. Goten talked incessantly, it bordered on a miracle that I could even remember it. "Vegeta and my dad are already looking for you everywhere. Bulma is worried sick. I should bring you home first." Then I widened my eyes, I remember that very well. "No ..." I mumbled and apparently I sounded very shocked. I tried to free myself from Goten's grip, but of course, due to my condition, I had no chance. And suddenly the pictures of Goten and Scarlet came back to my mind.But at the moment I just couldn't do anything, my brain was completely foggy and besides, I wasn't angry with Goten. I was just hurt ...

"Trunks, leave that shit. Why don't you want to go back?" I couldn't answer because my eyes went black again and seconds later I passed out.

I just heard Goten say, "Then I'd better bring him home. Mom and Dad aren't there. And tomorrow I have to somehow get him to go home."



When I woke up, I was in Goten's bed. My head ached like hell, but that has been a permanent condition lately anyway. My clothes were on the chair and I noticed that I was wearing a Goten tracksuit. This lay in bed next to me and slept soundly.

My hand was trembling strangely and I was alternating between hot and cold. With trembling hands, I took one of the small tablets that I had kept in the inside pocket of my jacket and swallowed it.Shortly afterwards, I felt a lot better. But unfortunately only physically, because I knew what had become of me.

I was just completely exhausted, in that moment I became aware of it like never before.

And all out of a touch of despair that had come over me when I saw Goten and Scarlet. I got up and wanted to leave immediately because I just couldn't face my parents. But Goten had apparently woken up and in a flash he stood in front of me. "You didn't mean to leave, did you?" he asked and if I wasn't mistaken he sounded a little angry. "I Goths ..." "Trunks, do you know what Bulma and Vegeta have been through in the last week? And you want to keep doing that to them? What happened? Where were you actually." I turned away. "I ... saw you. You and Scarlet ..." I said quietly. Goten looked at the ground in shame. "Trunks, I'm sorry.Believe me, it was only once, she's with you after all. "" It's not about that anymore ... it's about what happened afterwards "I still spoke softly, it was so difficult for me to tell, but he wouldn't be able to lie to Goten." I can't go home ... never "Goten sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why? “I also sat down.” I can't tell her. Too much has happened to Goten this week, I can't face them anymore. "I just don't know why, but tears came to my eyes. Like in a movie, everything that had happened in the last few days happened in my mind and I just couldn't believe that it really happened to me, that I should be the one who seemed so strange to me. Goten looked at me startled. "What's going on? You can tell me. "I shook my head in despair." Why don't you just let me go? Just forget about me. "" Stop talking shit like that.You have to go home, what can be so bad that you can't go home? "

I sighed deeply and tried to hold back the tears, but I just couldn't.

Goten sat down next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Trunks, please! Tell me what happened. You don't have to tell the two of them what happened last night. I'll shut up too, I promise." I shook my head again. "If only it were ..." I stopped to tell the whole story and Goten just listened without saying anything. I was grateful to him for that, because if he had interrupted me it would have been even worse for me. When I finished telling Goten didn't react at first and I didn't dare look at him, I just felt terrible. Goten then just hugged me without saying a word. At first I was surprised, what was that like? After all, I was 15 and a boy, so you didn't get hugged. But somehow it still helped me, if only a little.“You got into something beautiful,” Goten said quietly. I did not answer. "But you have to tell the two of them, then they can help you. Together you can do it again." I shook my head. "I don't want to see her again. You don't know Dad, he'll despise me. I hate myself ..."

"Oh nonsense. If you saw Vegeta now ... He's always looking for you, he even lets my father help him. Trunks, you HAVE to tell both of them."

He talked to me for a while and slowly I was a little convinced of his words. Maybe I could get away from this stuff on my own if my parents support me. Maybe I wasn't as deep in it as I thought it would be.

"Maybe ... you're right."



A little later we heard the front door open. "Kakarott, you are just not looking properly! Otherwise we would have found him long ago." I heard the angry voice of my father and my heart tightened."Oh what, we can still find him. Just don't go crazy now. He's probably fine." "I SHOULD NOT COOL ?! HE HAS DISAPPEARED FOR 8 DAYS !! WE HAVE ALREADY LOOKED FOR EVERYTHING !!" "Vegeta, please Don't scream like that. That doesn't help either. "I heard my mother's voice now, too, it sounded terribly desperate. "Come on, we're going down." Goten said and I stood up, trembling. It was a terrible overcoming for me but slowly I went down the stairs. When I came into the living room, my mother turned to me, she seemed to hesitate for a second whether it was really me,