Hello, my lovelies.
So this is kind of random. Well, not really. I always see stories about how Sharpay is always getting the short end of the stick, Sharpay who is always pining after Troy, Sharpay who has to watch the one she loves love someone else. So I reversed the role. Now, it's Gabriella who is getting the short end of the stick, Gabriella who is pining after Troy, Gabriella who - well, you get the point. ;)
There will be another two parts after this, so keep on the lookout. Also? It would really make my day if you reviewed. :D
-sxg
Nothing Still
Part One
Gabriella pressed the bottle to her lips, but she couldn't bring herself to drink it.
She was intoxicated enough as it was. And quite frankly, she was beginning to become upset with the bottle. She had drank nearly all of it already, so why did she still feel her heart breaking inside? Somebody wasn't doing their job and Gabriella had high suspicions it was the wine.
Hiccuping, she tossed the bottle, unwittingly splashing some on her pristine sweater blouse, and watched it roll down the hill. Lying in the grass, eyes following the object as it ran away, she realized that perhaps she should not have done that.
"Gah... Darn it," she slurred, clumsily throwing out her hand as if to catch the bottle at the bottom of the hill. She laughed. "Wait! Come back you stupid thing!" She leaned over onto her elbows and glared. "Who told you you could do that?"
Pausing in her assaults, she realized something else. "Oh, right," she giggled. "That would be meeee."
Suddenly, a headache was upon her. It pulsed from her head to her toes. She grimaced and laid back down in the yellow grass slowly. But just the movement of it sent a wave of nausea through her belly. Combined with the pounding in her brain, Gabriella slapped a hand over her forehead in agony.
Oh, why did he have to do this to her?
Gabriella thought she was over Troy. And maybe deep in her heart she had always known that was a lie—but she didn't believe the news would hurt this much. It was unfathomable how hot she was burning from the heartache.
And now, at even the slightest thought of him, Gabriella felt breathless and crushed, like a two-ton rock was sitting on her chest. She was trapped beneath it, her head spinning and tips of her body tingling.
And with the amount of alcohol she had consumed, Gabriella had to squint down at her stained powder blue sweater just to make sure it wasn't really there. It wasn't. But her heart continued to hurt. She closed her eyes and rested her head back on the grass again.
She must have been lying to herself so long she confused it with the truth. And Sharpay. Gabriella had lied to her too. When Sharpay had first announced she was dating Troy, Gabriella swallowed the lump in her throat. "It's fine," she'd said. "I'm okay with it, honestly."
"Are you positive? I won't be with him if it's hurting you, Gabriella. You know that."
"No," Gabriella had taken her arm tenderly and looked her square in the eyes, "Don't you dare. I will be alright—I promise." Sharpay had given her a look and Gabriella had to muster up all her strength. "All my ties to Troy Bolton were cut a long time ago."
Despite the utter regret she felt, Gabriella didn't think she was lying because she didn't think the relationship would last. She lied in hopes that she wouldn't feel that way for very long. She thought it would end within a few months and she didn't want to deprive Sharpay of something so petty. She had slummed with her best friend.
Gabriella had cried herself to sleep that night and in the morning swore she wouldn't act so hideously again. But she had broken that promise so many times, she had lost her count and all her self-respect. Because she couldn't restrain herself from imagining herself in Sharpay's shoes every time they were around. She resented each touch and each glance. She had to fake a smile all the time. She lied and lied and lied.
But it wasn't all her fault. What was she supposed to do?
No, it was all on Troy. Why couldn't he have chosen someone else? Someone she didn't know? Somehow, he couldn't do that for her—no, he had to pick her best friend. He scarred what little was left of her heart. Promising to return to Gabriella but then forgetting to was misery enough. She already hated him for that. But falling in love with her closest confidante? That was cruel. It tore her in half. She fought with herself everyday. He made her want to hate Sharpay.
A tear fell from Gabriella's face.
She realized the worst part of it all. Troy had done her wrong so many times, but she couldn't bring herself to hate him all the way. It would be just another lie to say she did. Because, in all honesty, she was still in love with him.
And she didn't know how she was going to watch him marry her best friend tomorrow.