Most of you know that this story was deleted. I was wanting to make a different story with the same name so I got rid of the last one. I'm hoping you guys like this one better. I'm sorry there's not much to read. I kind of rushed it. Anyways, I hope you like this story. Read and review.

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical or the actors/actresses. If I did, Troy and Sharpay would be together... And Zac Efron would me mine, amen.

THE REASON

Sharpay laughed a little, and squealed, running down the hall of hers and Troy's house. She'd moves out of her parents' mansion after high school, and moved to California with Troy after he'd found out that she was attacked. The night of graduation she was raped by an unidentified man and Troy was one of the first people she went to because he was closest at the time, just down the street. Troy begged her to move with him, and she finally agreed. She's been living with him for two years now, and he, along with Gabriella, was helping her raise her one-year-old daughter, Sandie.

Sharpay ran into the living room, and she got behind the couch, on her hands and knees.

"Sharp-"

"Shh!" Sharpay interrupted Gabriella. "I'm hiding, you'll give me away."

"Mom!" Sandie shouted.

Sharpay stayed silent, and she peeked out from behind the couch, seeing Sandie run into the living room. She ducked down behind the couch again, and she saw Sandie's shadow creeping closer to the couch. She smiled, and ran out from behind the couch, scooping Sandie up into her arms, blowing a raspberry on her naked belly.

Sandie giggled uncontrollably and she squirmed, trying o get away from Sharpay. Sharpay stopped and she sat on the couch next to Gabriella, setting Sandie in her lap. "You wear me out, kid," she said, blowing hair out of her face.

Sandie giggled and Gabriella smiled. "You're way too cute, Sandie."

"Yep," Sandie said.

"Jeez, you're modest," Sharpay said. "Go have Daddy help you get dressed. And try to go pee pee so you don't have to wear a diaper."

"Otay."

Sharpay kissed Sandie's cheek and she put her down on the ground, running her hand through her hair as she ran off. "God I wish she didn't know how to walk."

Gabriella laughed. "You're the one that taught her."

"Yeah, I'm regretting it. She runs faster than me now. I'm getting old."

"You're nineteen, you're far from old."

"I feel old. That kid wears me out. I can't even imagine what my mom went through. I was the most hyper child alive, and Ryan was pretty wild. There was two of us at the same time, at the same age. I feel bad for them in a way."

"You shouldn't. Your parents didn't even pay attention to you."

"Still..."

"Still nothing, Sharpay. You were neglected. They didn't even help you out when you were raped. They didn't support you through Sandie's pregnancy. They didn't come to your baby shower. They didn't congratulate you when you gave birth. They didn't call on your birthday or Sandie's. They didn't even send you a card."

Sharpay shrugged. "Their loss..."

"It's your loss too, Sharpay... I know you want them to be more involved in your life. Especially Ryan."

"Ryan is involved in both of our lives."

"Sharpay, making a couple of phone calls every few months isn't being involved."

"At least he's staying in contact with me! He's showing that he cares! He loves me!" Sharpay snapped, getting up from the couch.

"He doesn't show it. If he loved you, he would have taken you into his own home."

"He couldn't, Kelsi's living with him."

"He's your brother, he could have figured something out. It's not like they aren't sleeping together. You could have stayed in his guest room."

"Are you trying to tell me you don't want me here?"

"No, Sharpay, I'm just saying Ryan could have been your hero instead of Troy."

Sharpay stared at Gabriella for a few seconds. "You're jealous," she whispered.

"Excuse me?"

"You're jealous that Troy took me in. You never liked me in high school, I don't know why I thought your opinion about me changed. You're just like you were in school," Sharpay said, letting her voice crack.

"I'm not jealous!" Gabriella said, jumping up. "Yeah, I didn't like the fact that he had you move in with him at first, but you would feel the same way if he were your boyfriend! You were constantly trying to make him turn his interest off of me and on to you! How was I supposed to feel!"

"No! I would have understood that you needed someone there for you to support you and help you out in your time of need!"

"Hey!" Troy shouted, walking into the room. "What's going on in here?"

"Ask your girlfriend!" Sharpay shouted, before running out of the room.

Troy sighed, and looked at Gabriella. "Gabi..."

"What?" Gabriella asked.

"Why are you giving her a hard time?"

"I'm not! I was just telling her that her brother isn't much of a brother because he didn't take her in!"

"Why did you bring Ryan up? You know her family doesn't talk to her. Ryan's one that does."

"Hardly. Troy, he calls twice every three months."

"That's a lot more than her parents. They completely shut her out, Gabriella. She's changed and they don't like it. She was raped. Cut her some slack."

"That was two fucking years ago, Troy! You can't just keep using her rape as an excuse! Neither can she!"

"Yes! She can! It happened to her, she was completely traumatized by it, Gabriella! She's still waking up in the middle of the night, screaming and crying and begging him to stop! She wakes up petrified!"

"Let me guess, you step into the rescue?"

"I'm the only one here!"

"Well, that's fucking great! I bet you cuddle with her, hug her, kiss her, and god knows what else with her!"

Troy stared at Gabriella for a few seconds, breathing heavily, trying to calm himself down. "Gabriella... If you think that just because she lives with me, that I'm cheating on you, you are sadly mistaken. Sharpay is my friend, Gabriella. I'm not going to just let her scream and cry. I comfort her."

"Whatever. I've tried to be her friend. I love Sandie with all my heart. But, if you're going to continue acting with her the way you have been, then I don't want to have anything to do with either of you."

"Then, leave."

Gabriella stared at Troy. Her eyes watered and her mind ran a hundred miles an hour, thinking of what to do or say. When she couldn't find the words or actions, she just let out a sob and ran out of the living room.

Troy heard the door slam shut a few seconds later, and he sighed, running his hand through his hair. He walked out of the living room and he went upstairs, slowly. He walked down the hall to his bedroom and he smiled, seeing Sharpay and Sandie cuddled up together on his bed. He walked over to the bed and he climbed onto it, laying behind Sharpay and wrapping his arms around her.

Sharpay sniffled. "Where is she?"

"She left. I think we broke up."

"Good."

"Stop."

Sandie started crying out of no where, and Sharpay sighed a little. She pulled her shirt up and over her head and she took her bra off, before Sandie started sucking on her breast.

"She's almost too big to nurse anymore," Troy said.

"I know... I only do it when she's not feeling good. She was fine earlier."

"I know. She was running away from me so she wouldn't have to put a diaper on."

"She took it off. She's gonna be a stripper when she grows up."

"That's mean."

"Or a whore."

"That's really mean."

"She likes to be naked."

"I noticed."

Sharpay stayed silent for a few seconds, before giggling. "You know, she masturbates."

Troy stared at Sharpay for a few seconds, and then to Sandie. "...You're not allowed to do that stuff until you're old, like Mommy."