Hey Guys. Hope you's all had a good christmas. I'm sorry this is short i had a lobger one wrote out but i need to look over it and change some things. Well I hope you'l like it and read and Review please :)
I don't own High School Musical, Oh but how i so wish i owned Troy Bolton ;)
The calming rush of the tide crashed soothingly onto the high rocks where Gabriella Bolton sat on her "spot." It was hidden through the long sweeping dunes down at the beach where she played on when she was a child. The sound of the waves crashing onto the rocks was like a melody being played over and over again. She closed her eyes as she listened to the beautiful song the waves played, calming her. She came down to this sot when she needed to take time out of her busy schedule and to just be Gabriella. To just remember.
She remembered the first time her mum and dad took her down to this beach and while her mum sat on a rock and read a book peacefully, Gabriella and her father would walk about the beach hand in hand and she would ask every question she could think of. Her head looking up at her father while he gave her the answers she was most desperately waited for. He never let her down. He always knew the answers. Then he would pick up his little girl, his little angel and carry her sleeping form up to the car with his wife smiling at the loving scene of father and daughter. Together they went home. Their home.
She remembered the horrific day when she was sitting up in her room reading her favourite book "Wuthering Heights," when she heard her mothers earth shuddering cry. She raced downstairs to see a policeman standing at the door with his hat in his hand with an apologetic face. Her heart speeding up then stopping as the policeman uttered the heartbreaking news, "Sweetheart, I'm sorry, they couldn't save him." She tuned out after that. Her father couldn't be… Not him. He was so strong. Her Hero.
Gabriella breathed in the fresh air as she remembered coming down to this spot after her fathers funeral. She had her fathers favourite book with her and she sat in between the dunes reading "How To Kill A Mockingbird," her heart melting, and tears rolling down her fair cheeks at the thought of not hearing her fathers voice again. Of not asking him the question she needed to know, Why did he leave her?
Soon Gabriella met someone who made her life feel complete again, Troy Bolton. He helped piece her life back up together and make everything alright again. He loved her for all that she was and never judged her. He still didn't. She remembered the day of her wedding when before the big rush, he took her to her fathers grave and held her as she cried knowing that he wouldn't be there for one of the most happiest days of her life. But as she walked down the aisle towards her loving, soon-to-be husband she smiled through her tears as she could feel his presence walking beside her.
Now here she sat after a year of marriage to her perfect husband. Her life had been so perfect 3 months ago. Herself and Troy found out she was pregnant, and Troy was beyond happy. She was too, they were going to be a family, and she was going to do everything she could to give her child the life she had. A family who loved it no matter what. Troy quickly became the concerned parent and didn't let Gabriella lift anything and precautions were taken everywhere. Care was taken wherever she went, and what ever she done. Tears flooded in Gabriella's brown orbits as she remembered the heartbreaking scream she let out earlier that morning, the same she had heard her mother scream out, and how Troy came rushing down the stairs, worry and concern painted across his face. It soon turned into shock as they both saw the puddle of blood at her feet. The next couple of hours passed quickly and Gabriella sat frozen in her place as the doctor came over to Troy and talked to him in a low whisper. She saw his eyes well with tears and her heart broke at the thought of her Troy in pain and how she caused it. She watched with caution as her husband walked slowly towards her and crouched down before her and said the same words the policeman had said all that time ago, "Sweetheart, I'm sorry, they couldn't save him." She ran. Gabriella ran to this spot after Troy spoke to her. She lost their baby, Their hope.
So now Gabriella Bolton sat in her "spot" thinking over her life and how useless she felt that she couldn't give herself and her husband the one thing they wanted most. A child. She looked out onto the sunset over the ocean and asked her father one question hoping he would give her the answer, Why did they take her child? She crouched herself into a little ball, rocking herself as she tried to comprehend her lose. Their lose.
She didn't hear the shock intake of breath of her husband as he arrived and saw his wife in this state. She didn't feel his strong hold as he pulled his distraught wife into his embrace. She cried for her lose, as a mother and for Troy. She cried as she realised that he couldn't get a daddy's little angel like she had been. Her husband just rocked her and whispered sweet nothings in her ear, telling her it was alright and that he was here. She looked up into his cerulean eyes and saw the pain and concern in them but also the love for her in them. She knew by the look in his eyes that he didn't blame her and he voiced her concerns by telling her that it wasn't her fault and that he loved her. He picked her up into his strong arms and cradled her like a baby, showing his love and devotion to her. He walked them to the car and together that went home to face the troubles and the pain together, as a family. Not to blame one another but to comfort each other and move on but not forget the child they have lost. To show each other how much they loved one another and the happy memories that their life will bring in the near future.
So what did you's think?
i just want to say a major thanks to my friend Steph who helped me with this. Love ya :)
