Shattered Reality

Disclaimer: SLASH. Don't like it? Don't read it. And I don't own anything either.

Warning: rating is mostly because of language. My Ryan muse has quite a potty mouth... in this chapter alone, the f-bomb is dropped a whopping 7 times. haha


Ryan Evans threw open his bedroom door, banging it hard against the wall, and then slammed it shut. His eyes were raging and fists clenched hard, his knuckles white from being clenched that tightly.

He ran over to his desk, picked up a picture frame, and hurled it across the room. It hit the opposite wall hard, causing the glass to break, raining shattered glass shards all over his floor. That didn't faze Ryan at all. He began tearing down picture after picture off of his bulletin board, ripping them to shreds. No face, not even his own, was left recognizable after he was through with all the pictures. The only thing left on his board was a ticket stub, which his eyes fell on, and lingered for a few moments. He reached out a shaking hand and unpinned it.

Looking at the ticket stub in his hand, Ryan's mind drifted back. That ticket was from East High's performance of Twinkle Town, Troy Bolton's first venture onto the stage. Over the course of the show, Ryan and Troy had gotten to be pretty close friends. During the final dress rehearsal, Ryan had confided in Troy that he was gay. To his surprise and delight, Troy revealed that he was bisexual, and the two wound up kissing. It had been a monumental thing for both Ryan and Troy, as it was both of their first kisses with a boy. And since that day over a year ago, the two had been inseparable.

"Well, until now," Ryan thought to himself, both sadly and angrily. Ryan's mind slowly returned to his present reality.

As the ticket lay in his hand, the total extent of what happened finally dawned on him. He slowly surveyed the damage of his room, still shaking and breathing hard. Looking over at the broken glass and shattered pictures, Ryan sank down on to the floor. Banging his head against the wall and closing his eyes, Ryan muttered, "I hate my life."

Earlier that evening, Ryan checked his watch and smiled. It was a quarter to five on a slightly chilly Sunday in February, and he had just gotten out of work. There would be plenty of time to see Troy, his boyfriend. Ryan was supposed to work until six-thirty, and Troy started at seven, so the two couldn't see each other that day. Now, this changed it.

Ryan dug out his cell phone from his back pocket and dialed Troy's number without even looking at the keys, while walking to his car. The phone rang and rang.

Voice mail picked up. "Hey everyone, it's Troy. I'm not at my cell, so leave one! Later." BEEP.

Ryan smiled into the phone, and began his message. "Hey sexy, it's me. Got out of work early, so I'm gonna drop by your house, ok? Well, I'll see you soon. Love ya, bye."

By that time, he had arrived at his car. He unlocked the door, threw his cell on to the passenger seat, and started the engine. He drove to Troy's house almost unconsciously, since he had driven there well over a thousand times. Troy's house came into view, and Ryan could see his boyfriend's car and house lights on, so Ryan knew he was home.

Ryan parked his car, and let himself into Troy's house (Troy had given him a key a few months back, saying if you know I'm home, just come on in). The foyer was dark, and the only light came from upstairs where Troy's room was. Ryan smirked, and decided to scare him.

He slowly and silently crept up the stairs, careful to skip the third step, as he knew it creaked. When he reached Troy's bedroom, he stopped as he heard a small moan coming from inside. Ryan smirked again, happy to catch his boyfriend jerking off.

His cheerful mood disappear when he heard a vaguely familiar female voice softly moan, "Oh Troy, you are amazing…"

"No, no… He can't be… wait a second, that was Sharpay's voice! Holy shit…" Ryan thought to himself, growing angrier by the second. "They are dead!"

Ryan took a deep breath, and as loudly as he could, slammed the door open.

A very shocked, half-naked, and sweating Troy and Sharpay quickly pulled apart from a kiss.

"Ryan!" Troy choked out, fumbling to separate from Sharpay and pull his shirt back on. "I…I can explain…"

"Bullshit," Ryan spat out disgustedly. "How the fuck could you do this? And with Sharpay, my TWIN SISTER!"

Troy bit his lip guilty as Sharpay tried to say something. "Ryan, I…"

"Shut the fuck up, Shar. I don't want to hear it."

Sharpay blinked, not used to Ryan being so forceful, but shut her month.

"Troy, does this past year mean nothing to you? Don't answer that. Just tell me one thing… How long has this been going on? How long, Troy?" Ryan asked, his voice portraying how angry and hurt his was.

"…Two months…" Troy answered quietly.

Ryan stared at the two for a few seconds, seething in anger. "You know what? Fuck you both." He turned on his heel, and ran out of Troy's house, hopped in his car, and sped away back to his own home.

Back in Ryan's bedroom, Ryan was still slouched against his wall, hating his life. All of a sudden, his cell phone vibrated in his pants pocket, causing him to jump. When he say the number on the caller ID, he cursed and threw the cell to the ground.

"I hate you Troy!" Ryan screamed to no on in particular. "You lying, cheating bastard, you ruined my life!"

A few seconds later, his cell beeped, indicating he had a message. Although Ryan did not want to hear it, he cautiously picked up his phone and dialed his voice mail.

"You have one new voice message. Message one:"

"Ryan, please talk to me. I fucked up, I know. I'm so sorry. I… Please just let me explain! Please Ry, I still love you. I swear I'm sorry. I just… I'm sorry. Please call me back Ryan, please. Bye." Troy's voice sounded so desperate, but Ryan didn't believe him.

Ryan harshly shut his phone. "Love me? Hah. Fuck you, Troy. Fuck you!" He threw his cell across the room, hitting his dresser with a loud thump.

Ryan then heard a soft knock on his door. "Sharpay, if that's you, go the fuck away!"

"Ryan please…" Sharpay's voice pleaded with him.

"I said, go away! Haven't you done enough already?" Ryan spat out.

On the other side of the door, Sharpay let out a small sigh, hung her head, and silently backed away from her twin's bedroom door.


A/N: this is very different from my normal fluffy slash stuff. XD. Actually, a majority of this chapter was written over a year ago, originally for a Newsies fanfic, but I had abadoned it when I got block on it. But last week I was flipping through my writing folder, found this, and realized it would work perfectly for HSM. So I tweaked it and made it work, and fininshed it :-)

There's a second chapter, which I just have to proofread/edit, so that should be up within a week. I hope you all like my angsty side. hehe

Now, REVIEW :-)

-Laura