Author's Note: I told you guys in my last chapter of Blame It On The Rain that I was making a new HSM story and here it is. I've already written four chapters and that was all today. This is kind of based on the song "Paradise" by Coldplay. I think this is something you are going to love. I've never really written this kind of stuff before but I hope you all enjoy my new story :)

Broken Paradise
written by missefron15

Chapter 1

She stared into the mirror that hung in her bathroom. The dark and malicious spots all over her upper body stared right back. The blackness overwhelmed her but the insanity of the dark purple concerned her. She placed her right index finger of the biggest spot and touched it. She cried out in pain. She couldn't contain her hurt or the feeling of being sore.

She didn't remember how she got this way. She knew how she got the bruises but she couldn't remember why she stayed so long. She wished for it to go away. The pain that she felt every day when a patient asked if she was alright instead of her asking if they were okay; the numbness she felt when she couldn't even get dressed in the resident locker room because she was scared of what the other residents would say about her.

She was scared; absolutely terrified.

She looked into the mirror and stared at the girl looking back and saw tears coming from her soft brown eyes. Her once long brown hair now cropped to her shoulders hung loose and curly but a strayed.

She couldn't even remember the last time she put a comb through her hair. She always had a pony tail hanging on her head that she never did anything to fix it, not like she felt pretty enough to do so.

She felt…lost; alone.

"Gabriella!" the voice that made her cringe every single time he spoke her name. She quickly closed the bathroom door and turned the shower on to make it sound like she was taking a shower. It didn't take long before the banging on the bathroom door started. "Open the door!" he shouted.

She froze up before finding enough energy to speak. "I'm taking a shower! I'll be out in a few, okay!" she hollered back, just hoping that he would get the message and leave her alone for a while.

The pounding on the door stopped. "Hurry up! We're late for work!" he yelled back behind the door and vanished so she could do her thing.

She grabbed her wrist watch and noticed it was four in the morning. He had an early shift at the hospital. She sighed and started to take off her clothing, deciding that she was going to go ahead and take a shower.

She peeled off her long sleeve shirt and noticed more bruises on her upper arms. She winced slightly when she brushed against the wall taking off her shirt. She threw it onto the ground and peeled the rest of her clothing off and stepped into the shower.

The hot water melted onto her light golden skin. The bruises burned from the heat but the water felt sensational. She couldn't remember the last time she had a hot shower. Week's maybe.

She started to wash her body slowly making sure not to hurt herself in the process. She failed miserably. The steaming hot water poured against her back as she turned around and leaned her head back.

She couldn't believe she let it get this bad. It was never like this. It would have never happened if he hadn't left her to attend his school in Los Angeles. She had it all with him. A great romance, the love of a lifetime as her grandmother liked to call it. Now she was empty. So empty that no milk carton could fill her back up again.

She was only twenty-five years old. She shouldn't be in this position at this age. She was a 3rd year resident at Albuquerque Fields Hospital here in Albuquerque, New Mexico. She'd always wanted to be a doctor ever since she was little. So when her letter came in the mail, she went for it…and he went away to Los Angeles.

She finished her shower and got out, clearing the foggy mirror; the image that stared back was the same. Broken and bruised. If he was here…she wouldn't be in this stage.

"Gabriella! God damn it! Hurry the hell up!" he pounded on the door and shouting.

She wiped her falling tears and nodded. "I'll be out in a minute, Henry!" she shouted out to him.

She glanced back in the mirror and thought back to a time where she was happy; where she felt alive.

Thirteen years ago…

"Gabriella, honey! Come inside for dinner before it gets cold!" the voice of her grandmother spoke. She looked down and saw her grandmother just shouting into the front yard like a crazy woman. She smiled to herself and shook her head and closed the current book she was reading.

She placed the book beside her and looked up into the sky that was slowly changing from a light blue to beautiful hues of pink and red. "It's gorgeous, isn't it?" she heard somewhat near her.

Gabriella looked over to the right and saw who was speaking to her and smiled. "It sure is," she spoke to him.

His bright blue eyes flashed to her soft brown orbs and smiled his perfect smile. "How have you been, Gabriella?" he asked, his eyes softening.

She sighed and looked down below her from the roof where she was currently sitting on right by her window sill. She didn't know how to answer his question. She was okay physically but mentally she was a wreck. "I don't really know, Troy." She spoke, glancing back into his ocean filled eyes.

He was sitting on his balcony looking up at her and he sighed. "I'm sorry what they did to you." He told her sincerely.

She laughed, "Why? You're not their only child they up and left." She spoke sarcastically.

He gave her a pointed look. "You know what I mean, Gabriella."

She sighed and shook her head. "You know what they said to me?" she spoke up after a minute.

He looked up at her once again and waited for her to speak. "Firstly they told me they got a divorce about a year ago…but just stayed together for me. Then my mom tells me she's moving away to Las Vegas and my dad told me the he is gay." She said with a shrug to her shoulders.

Troy stared at the young girl who looked broken from what her parents did to her and he couldn't ever imagine having to go through that kind of pain. He's been Gabriella's neighbor since she was born. He was only two-three years older than her, her being twelve and he just turned fifteen.

He couldn't believe the way her parents did her, just up and leaving giving only a little explanation to why they were leaving.

"I'm sorry they did that to you." He whispered loud enough for her to hear.

She shrugged her shoulders and he saw her wipe a stray tear. "Its okay, Troy. It's not like you have to deal with this mess."

He looked at her. "If it was me…I would want a friend to help me through it all…" he trailed off.

She looked at him confused. "I really don't have that many friends, Troy." She whispered.

He gave her a small smile. "You got me." He told her simply.

She laughed. "I do?"

He smiled with a nod. "Of course. I'm always here for you if you need me." He spoke with a white grin.

"Gabriella! Come inside!" her grandmother shouted.

"Coming Nana!" she yelled.

"Hello Troy!" her grandmother spoke.

Troy looked down and saw the woman that made him fear school sometimes. "Hello Mrs. Darbus." He shuttered slightly.

Rose Darbus looked at the young boy who was in her homeroom at the East High School and laughed. "Troy, I'm not going to hurt you, darling."

He shook his head, "I know that Mrs. Darbus."

"How many times have I told you to call me Rose when we're out of school?" she asked with her hands on her hips.

Troy gave a small smile to his teacher, "About a billion."

Rose smiled. "Well start calling me it then." She spoke to him and then turned her attention back to her granddaughter. "Gabriella, I'm growing older and hungrier. Come inside."

Gabriella laughed, "Yes Nana. I'll be there in a second." She told her.

Rose nodded, "You better. I'm counting the minutes." She spoke, pointing her wrist watch.

Gabriella smiled. "Mmkay." She watched her grandmother go inside and then turned to see that Troy was watching her. "What?"

"How is it that you are related to her?" he asked.

She laughed and shook her head. "That is my mother's mom. When my parents didn't want me, Nana moved in and now she's my guardian until I reach 18."

He smiled at her, "She frightens me sometimes."

She laughed, "You'll get used to it. I love her, so I'm not complaining."

He smiled when she laughed. Despite the age difference, he thought she was a gorgeous young woman. "I know you love her. I can tell."

Gabriella looked at Troy with insight. "We've really never talked before, how come?"

Troy looked at her and shook his head, "I really don't know. I guess I'm always busy with my friends and going to high school that I've never had the courage to talk to you." He told her.

She gave him a weird look. "Courage? What are you a secret agent?"

He gave her a weird look, "I don't know how that involves courage but I do want to be an agent. An agent for the FBI."

She raised her eyebrows, "You want to be an FBI agent?"

He laughed, "Yeah. I don't know, it's just a dream of mine."

"You've been watching too much White Collar."

"How'd you know I like that show?" he asked with a laugh.

"Maybe because your mom told my mom when she was still around."

He laughed, "That would be why."

She sighed and looked at him once more, "I think that's good that you want to be an FBI agent when you grow up."

He smiled, "What about you? What do you want to be when you grow up?"

She sat there for a second and then turned to him, "A doctor."

He raised an eyebrow, "Oh, you do now?"

She laughed, "Yes, I do."

He smiled, "That's good, Gabriella."

She looked at him, "You can call me Gabi instead of Gabriella. The only person who really calls me that is my Nana."

He looked at her, "Okay, Ella."

She raised her eyebrow at him again, "Ella?"

"Everyone calls you Gabi besides your grandmother. I'm calling you Ella."

Gabriella looked down with a small blush appearing on her cheeks. "I should get going before she starves to death," she told him.

Troy smiled and hopped off the ledge of his balcony. "I better go too."

She climbed to her open window and peaked at Troy once more before going in, "Thanks for talking to me, Troy."

He looked at her before going to his balcony doors, "Thanks for talking back." He smiled at her before they both went into their houses.

Gabriella walked into her bedroom, laid her book on her bed and headed downstairs for dinner. When she reached the dining room she saw her Nana sitting down at the table waiting for her. "Was your conversation good with Mr. Bolton?" her grandmother asked.

Gabriella blushed slightly, "Yes, Nana."

Rose smiled at her granddaughter's blush. "You like him, don't you?" she asked as Gabriella sat down next to her and began eating her pasta.

Gabriella looked at her and smiled, "Just a little bit, Nana."

Rose grinned at Gabriella, "That's good. He's a good boy."

"You know what he told me tonight? He wants to be an FBI agent when he grows up."

Rose looked on with interest. "He does?"

Gabriella nodded, "Yep and I told him I want to be a doctor."

Rose looked at her, "You do?"

She nodded and smiled at her Nana, "Yeah. Papa was a doctor and besides my parents, you've raised me all my life with Papa and he's always inspired me."

Rose felts tears building in her eyes at the thought of her late Husband Nicholas Darbus. He was a great General Surgeon at Albuquerque Fields Memorial Hospital here in New Mexico. "That's great darling," she spoke patting her granddaughter's hand. "Absolutely great."

Gabriella smiled at her grandmother and then smiled at the thought of Troy talking to her tonight. It was a really great day besides the fact of how bad the last two weeks have been. She finished her dinner and went upstairs to get ready for bed.

Her mind went back to her talk with Troy. She felt….whole again. Maybe he would be there to help her in the process. Process of moving forward again.

She would just have to wait and see.

She pulled herself from her memory, wrapped herself into a towel and opened the bathroom door to see that her boyfriend of two years was standing there looking at her. "You take way too long, Gabriella." He snapped at her, brushing past her and into the bathroom so he could brush his teeth.

She stood there silently and began to get dressed into her light blue scrubs. When she was finished getting dressed she saw Henry dressed in his dark blue scrubs. Light blue ones were for the residents. Dark blue for the attending's. Yes she was dating an attending. The lead cardio surgeon there is in New Mexico.

They walked down to his car and both got in and sat in the early morning traffic. During the lapse of silence she thought of him. She didn't understand why she was all of sudden thinking about him. She hadn't thought about him in almost six or seven years since he left her to attend training school for the FBI.

Henry didn't know her ex was in the FBI or that the fact that she had an ex. When they had first met on her first day of her internship, he asked if she ever had a boyfriend before and she lied and said she hadn't. She wished she hadn't lied, maybe he wouldn't be as mean as he was to her.

"Why are you quiet?" Henry's voice interrupted her thoughts.

She turned to see that his jaded green eyes were staring hard into her brown eyes. His black hair was all over the place and it looked like he just rolled out of bed. She finally got the courage to speak to him since the apartment. "Just thinking, Henry." She told him quietly.

He continued to stare at her, "What are you thinking about, Gabriella?" he asked, using her full name which only her Nana called her that.

Nana.

The sound made her want to smile. She hadn't seen her Nana in a year. Henry wouldn't let her see her only family member that meant the world to her.

She couldn't even really remember what happened the last time she spoke to her Nana. She knew her Nana was still working at East High School. She was only 70 years old and still healthy as a horse.

Gabriella wanted her Nana so much right now. "My Nana, Henry."

Henry's eyes grew cold. "Well stop thinking about that old hag, Gabriella." He snapped at her once again for the second time that morning.

She sighed, "I can't Henry. She's my only family."

"No it's not. You have me now." He told her and he turned his attention back to the road they were driving on.

Gabriella sighed and turned her attention towards the window and watched as the rain fell down. She pulled out her iPhone that her Nana had bought for her when she started interning at the hospital. She touched her photo app and looked at all her photos. The one that stood out most was the one that Nana had sent her two years ago of him.

His mother had sent a picture to her Nana to update on how he was doing and it had looked like he was doing perfectly fine. He was wearing black slacks, a white shirt that was rolled up to her elbows and his FBI badge was hanging on his belt buckle. He was smiling and in the picture and he looked happy.

She was happy for him. So happy that he was moving on and living his dream. She only wished she could have been living her dream out with him.

She closed out the photo app and went to her messaging. She looked beside her and saw that Henry wasn't paying any attention towards her and she continued to her phone. She discretely put her Nana's number into the message and wrote a quick message to her.

I'm sorry, Nana. I love you.

She pressed send and clicked her phone off. She knew her Nana wouldn't receive the message for awhile since it was almost five am in the morning; but she knew she would eventually get it.

After about fifteen more minutes in the car, Henry pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and they both got out and he locked the car. "I got to head in. I'm late." He snapped and left her standing there beside his car.

She sighed and walked inside, not caring if she was early or late. She went into the hospital doors and made her way towards the resident locker room. When she reached the locker room, she went inside and saw her fellow residents were in there and already getting ready for their shifts.

"Gabi!" her friend Taylor spoke when she looked up.

Gabriella looked at the dark-skinned girl and smiled slightly at her. "Hi Taylor," she spoke and smiled once more.

Taylor noticed something was off about her friend. Ever since they started their internship together she seemed fine until she got together with a fellow attending. "I thought your shift was at six?" she questioned.

Gabriella nodded, "Henry had to come in early."

Taylor rolled her eyes. No one really liked Henry Marshall as a person but he was a damn good doctor. "Do you always do everything he wants?" Taylor questioned her friend.

Gabriella went towards her locker and placed her purse inside as well as her phone. "No, I don't do everything he wants." She snapped.

Taylor was taken back by her friend's tone of voice. "Excuse me." Taylor spoke and continued to get dressed.

Gabriella sighed and turned towards Taylor. "Look Taylor…I'm sorry….I've just had a bad year and I'm taking it out on everyone…I'm sorry."

Taylor looked at her friend and sighed, "It's cool. I know you didn't mean it."

Gabriella sighed and sat down on the bench. She just wished this could be all over. She didn't know if she could take this any longer with Henry or herself. She just wanted to disappear…maybe she could. She looked at Taylor and thought of an idea.

She looked around and noticed everyone was minding their own business. "Taylor…can you help me with something?"

Taylor looked at her friend and sat down next to her. "Sure, what do you need?"

Gabriella took a deep breath. "I need a way out…" she trailed off and then pulled her long sleeve she had on under her scrubs to show Taylor the dark menacing bruises she had.

Taylor looked on in shock. "Oh my god, Gabi…" she trailed off and looked into her friend's brown orbs.

"Henry hasn't been very nice as you can see…I need a way out." She told her dark friend.

Taylor looked confused, "What do you mean a way out?"

Gabriella sighed, "He won't let me see my Nana. I haven't spoken to her in almost a year or so…I want to see her again but I can't with Henry around."

"Break up with him Gabi," Taylor spoke.

Gabriella shook her head, "I can't. It's not that easy as it sounds. He's got connections and he can get me fired from this hospital."

Taylor looked at Gabriella and sighed, "What do you need me to do?"

"I need to fake my own death," Gabriella whispered.

Taylor looked at her friend like she was insane. "Are you insane! You can't do that!"

Gabriella nodded her head, "Yes it is. There is a drug that I can take that will stop my breathing and make it look like I'm dead. It will slow my pulse and make it sound like my heart quit pumping."

"How long have you been thinking about this?" Taylor asked.

"Just now." She replied to her friend.

"What drug?" Taylor asked.

"Sodium Thiopental. It's what they use in anesthesia and also it's like a muscle relaxer."

Taylor looked at her friend like she was crazy. "Sodium thiopental can kill you Gabriella!" she whispered.

Gabriella looked at her friend with a certainty. "It can, but if you are there in the morgue to bring me back to life then it won't kill me. All you have to do it start my heart again and pump some air into my lungs."

Taylor sighed and looked away for a moment, "I can't do this alone. I'm going to need help. If I have to start your heart again, I'm going to need someone to pump the air, Gabi."

Gabriella sighed and looked around and noticed someone who could do the job. "Get Ryan to help you. Fill him in. I know he will do it. I just know it."

So what did y'all think about it? Let me know in the comments! :)

-Ashley