Hello fellow readers, reviewers and other important people lolz. This is a story that just suddenly came into my head and I just needed to type it down, hehehe. Please enjoy!

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'I hate you' the last words that had come out of her mouth, the words that immediately crushed his heart into soo many pieces. The words that made his body freeze and shake roughly. The memory would haunt him in his dreams, every night for the past 2 weeks.

He knew he deserved this, of course he did, he treated her like shit who wouldn't hate him for doing that right?

He lay in his bed, it had used to be theirs, his face was pale he hadn't eaten much since she left, and his eyes were grey and his hair was messed up badly, his breathing was shaky. He had just woken up from the same dream again. He didn't even want to blink if he did he would see her drive away from him, his eyes stayed wide open, but even then everything around him was a memory, a precious memory.

Around his wrist lay the only thing he had left of her, her wedding ring was hooked around a chain wrist band on his wrist. It no longer showed the sparkle that Troy would always see, he wanted it to be in its rightful place, but he knew it wasn't happening. He loved her with every piece of fibre in his body, she was the jelly to his peanut butter, the cheese to his macaroni, the love of his life! He loved her more than life itself, and he screwed up.

If he hadn't started stupid arguments with her, if he hadn't been so stupid to go to a bar, and then go all the way to a club and end up with some random hooker and take her to their home. If he just switched his brain on and thought about what he was doing it wouldn't have happened, she wouldn't have left him, they would be together in on their bed holding each other closely and just staring into each others eyes and stealing some kisses. But instead he laid like a corpse staring at what used to be her side of the bed, it was completely empty, lifeless. Alittle of her aroma had still lingered around the bedroom, it was 1 of the things that still kept him living.

He smelled her strawberry shampoo from her pillow, he remembered that they would bathe together when they were both stressed, she would grab his shampoo and massage his scalp gently causing him to sink into heaven, he would then do the same to her and kiss her neck tenderly and hear her giggle which made his heart beat in happiness. They would then go to bed she, would steal his t-shirts and his boxers, and he wouldn't complain, he'd say she'd look beautiful in his clothes and she'd kiss him and they'd fall into peaceful sleep holding each other tightly, at times he'd wake up in the middle of the night, just watching her sleep, breathe with a content smile on her face. He would listen to her heart beat, it was music to his ears, just hearing it beat,

for him.

Flashback

'Babe lets have a bath'

Her voice sounded tired but happy, and there was no way he would refuse.

The lights were dim and he had just lit a few candles which she thought was romantic of him.

Once the to were situated in the bath they felt their muscles relax. She had her head laid on his chest and he kept a hand on her waist as the other stroked her hair.

"I love you" her voice said tiredly.

"I love you to baby" he yawned as she suddenly sat up. "What?", she had just grabbed his shampoo and squirted the shampoo on to her small hands. She then gently sat on top of him as massaged his head gently, he groaned in pleasure as he sunk down into the bath a bit lower, feeling the most amazing feeling as she just giggled and continued. He loved her massages, she was like his own masseuse , her hands knew where to press, and she would know if he wanted it gently or alittle forcefully, and he wouldn't need to ask her and for that he loved her so much. She had then gotten a small bucket beside the bath and had dunked it in the water and rinsing the soap from his hair an still massaging it with on hand.

Once she was done he had sat up with both hands around her waist securely as he gave her a gentle kiss on the lips while he grabbed her shampoo, from behind her and pulling away.

"Turn around"

She did so while still sitting on him. He had put the shampoo on his hand and he rubbed her scalp gently, as she moaned softly and closed her eyes slowly making him grin. He soaped up every inch of her hair as he lifted it up alittle and reached down and kissed down her neck gently , he felt her giggle making him smile. As he continued to massage her temples gently.

Once they were done with the relaxing bath, the two were in their towels looking for a fresh pair of pj's, Troy had thrown a t-shirt and his boxers behind him, knowing that it would land on the bed. He then turned around to see his wife already wearing his boxers and just finishing putting on his shirt, she smiled at him cheekily and he grinned and shook his head.

"I ran out of pj's" she said innocently and he chuckled and turned around to find another pair of shirt and boxers.

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That night was peaceful, quiet, crickets were chirping soundly and Troy lay awake staring at his love, while he stroked her hair softly trying not to wake her up. He kissed her nose softly, then her forehead the her lips, she stirred alittle bit, but then he saw a small smile place on her face. Troy smiled as he held her closer to him, as he fell into a peaceful slumber by hearing her heart beat against his.

End flashback.

He sat up and groaned, and run his hands through his hair. It was late afternoon and he had been in bed since yesterday afternoon, he had managed to get atleast 3 hours of sleep. If not he had just thought about the precious memories they both shared. The bedroom was a complete pigsty, one of the memories had given a weak smile to his face.

She had been cleaning the house for the day, and he had been playing basketball at the park and it had been raining at some point. She had just cleaned the bedroom and she had been proud of herself, then he had come home wet and somewhat muddy grinning while he left a few muddy footsteps in the living room. She was angry, when he had come into the bedroom, they had argued for about 20 minutes and he had kissed her passionately on the lips, and both forgetting what they had been yelling about for the past few minutes, ending up on the bed while making love.. They shared their love for each other passionately that day. It gave him possibly the only smile after the past 2 weeks.

He remembered that horrible day so clearly, he remembered her yelling angrily and emotionally at him, crying and sobbing, she was infuriated and heart broken he could see it so clearly, she had gotten the wedding ring and thrown it at his feet like it was a piece of rubbish. She had gone around the house breaking and ripping anything in her way, occasionally throwing objects at his head, which he had dodged. She had smashed picture frames, ripped precious pictures right in front of him, she had said they had been nothing to him, making his heart sink right down to his feet, her words had stung worse that a bumblebee bite. He stopped her, desperately trying to talk to her, she had slapped him angrily while tears had cascaded down her cheeks furiously. She had started packing her bags, saying she'll send divorce papers soon, he had tried his best to stop her from leaving but, it wasn't helping. He had tears running down his cheeks, while he tried to hold her before she left him.

He saw one of the pictures that she hadn't destroyed which he had placed on the nightstand, it was their wedding day. She was it the most beautiful dress he had ever seen, it had hugged her body perfectly, her hair was in an elegant bun, and her face had the lightest touch of make-up, and he was in his best suit. The picture was taken from the side , the two had their foreheads pressed against each other while both smiling brightly at each other. The photo had made his heart want to explode, how he longed to hold her tightly in his arms, to feel her soft skin send sparks to his body. He longed to kiss her and taste her love, he wanted to know she was okay, he wanted her home always beside him.

He sunk down to hid pillow just looking at the ceiling blankly while hearing a knock on the door.

"Dude! Come on…you have to get off your stupid arse"

The voice yelled annoyed from behind the door, it was Chad, the brother he never had, although he had lectured him angrily and given him a punch in the eye he still stood by him. He was thankful, someone he still knew and loved would care for him. But Chad was sick of him lying and moping around, he had annoyed him countlessly telling him he needed her and should talk to her.

She stayed at her mothers place, he had visited almost 10 times a day for a week, he left countless phone calls, texts, emails even letters. Nothing had worked at all, he had lost hope that she would come home. But Chad wanted to keep pushing him, he was a brother to both him and her. He still had hope for the couple, Chad had been there watching every rejection he got from the brunette for the past week, he felt true sorrow for his friend, he knew what he did was sick, wrong and horrible but he knew he still loved her with his heart and soul. He could see it right through his eyes.

Chad had enough of waiting from behind the door, he had looked for the key at the top of the door frame, when he had gotten it he unlocked the door to find a pale grey eyed man lying lifelessly on the bed just staring at the ceiling.

"Man I know your still alive!" he groaned and faced his back to his frizzy faced friend.

"Go away Chad, leave me to wither away to a skeleton" he pulled the covers over his head as Chad rolled his eyes and pulled the blanket off the bed.

"Dude it's been 2 weeks, you can't just give up on her! You need her and she still loves you! So get up your dead ass, cause your going to see her tonight!" once he finished talking, Troy just lay there for a few minutes.

"If she loved me, she would have come home, she would have been here laying with me, I would be holding her and we would be happy, but she hates me now, they were the last words that I had ever heard from her mouth Chad! They haunt me in my dreams, in my head, it just broke me into a billion pieces" Chad sighed, as he sat on the bed and out his hand on his shoulder.

"Man, I know she still loves you, you know that too"

By the time he said that Troy stood up with tears running through his eyes as he looked at him angrily.

"No she doesn't Chad! She thinks I thought our whole relationship was a bunch of bullshit, she said never in her life has her heart broken his hard, and those words were like someone stabbing a sword into my heart a hundred times, it killed Chad! Okay! It killed me!" he had yelled at him, leaving Chad shocked and feeling sorry for his friend, he knew how much he was hurting. "I know what I did was completely sick, and I hate myself for it, but our relationship wasn't bullshit to me Chad! It meant absolutely everything to me, every minute of being together with her meant the whole world to me, every time we touched, kissed, hugged, talked, everything!"

Chad smiled knowing he was letting all his feelings out. He had kept them in too long and now he was finally letting it all out.

"I know man, now come on and get washed up" he led him to his bathroom, as the grey eyed man kept mumbling 'everything' shakily while he walked into the bathroom.

Chad had picked out his clothes, as he showered. Troy let the hot water, drip down him as his muscles relaxed, he washed his face under the water feeling himself refresh alittle. His heart felt dead, it no longer beat the way it used to. Once finished his shower he saw his bed was made, and his clothes lay on top of them.

He wore a plain white shirt and blue checkered shirt on top of that, and he had dark washed out jeans. His hair was wet, not bothering too dry it as he walked down stairs to see Chad watching TV.

"Ready"

He said it softly as his friend turned around from the couch and then turned off the TV.

"Great lets get going"

He dragged his friend outside and into his car, as the drove off.

"Where are we going?"

He was looking out the window with his head resting on his hand.

"You'll see"

He sounded excited as he kept driving.

They had stopped near a shop, it had flowers outside and inside of it, they bloomed brightly in the sun. They were at a flower shop.

They had gotten out of the car, walked into the small flower shop, he smelled all the different types of scents that made him wanna puke. He never bought her those types of flowers, she also hated the scent. He walked out trying to get the smells off his nose. Chad went out and went beside him.

"What's wrong dude?"

"Man why are we even here?"

"Well to get flowers for our wives, now come on!"

He was about to pull him in again but Troy stopped him and looked in front of him. It was the park they went to as teens. He walked over to the park, a saw a garden of daisies, she always said a daisy given with love is better than a hundred roses. They would go to a park when they were teens and he would put a simple daisy in her hair and they'd fool around like children.

Flashback

'Babe wait up!' the young blue eyed man chased after his girlfriend of 2 years. She was roaming around the park peacefully, enjoying the sun on her skin, the soft breeze, birds chirping and making it even better her boyfriend tagged along with her.

He walked beside her and held her hand and swung both their arms making her giggle at her boyfriends antics.

"What?" he was acting innocent.

"Your so childish Troy" she giggled as he imitated Sharpay's gasp and put on her pout.

"Hey that's my move, get you own pout" she giggled out as he just chuckled and kissed her cheek. Troy loved her dearly and wanted to give her the best of things, but he never could find a proper job, he felt ashamed that he couldn't give her the best gifts, but she always told him that she didn't need fancy objects of sorts she only wanted him by her side, which made Troy feel smile thankful he has the best girlfriend in the entire world.

They were walking past a garden filled with daisies, he pulled one out and held it out to her smiling.

"Sorry, their not like a hundred red roses, but I give it to you with my love" she smiled and took the daisy out of his hands and gave him a soft peck on the lips.

"Well I think one daisy given to me with love is way better than a hundred roses just for lust"

He grinned and pecked her on the lips and had gotten another daisy and put it on the top of her ear.

"What did I do to deserve a wonderful girl like you?" he questioned.

"I ask myself the same question everyday" she giggled as the continued walking through the park hand in hand.

End flashback

He picked up the small daisy and twirled it around with his thumb and index finger. Chad came running up to him.

"Man what's wrong with you, come on we gotta buy some flowers!" he said pulling his sleeve.

"Gabriella likes daisies" he mumbled.

"What?" no quite hearing it.

"Gabriella likes daises!" he said alittle louder.

"Well they have plenty of daisies in the shop now come on" he said trying to pull him in again.

"Dude there are plenty of beautiful natural daisies right here!" he said picking another one as Chad sighed.

"Whatever man, I'll just meet you up at the car" he said walking back to the flower shop.

He sat down on the park bench, he sighed and ran his hands through his hair as he pulled out his wallet. He had kept a picture of her in it, he smiled and traced his finger around her smiling face. He yearned for her, he missed her dearly wishing he could turn back time and stop himself from being stupid and losing the best thing that ever happened to him. He looked back at the flower and sighed again, he had found a piece of blank paper in his wallet, he had an idea, he got out his small pen that hung around his house keys, even they were a memory from her. She had bought it for him, saying that he was very forgetful and always needing to write things down and always looking for a pen around the house. He smiled as he wrote down a small message.

When he finished his letter he had laid the flower on it and had folded the paper. And putting it in his pocket. And walking back to his frizzy friend who was holding a bunch of different assorted flowers.

"Ready to go? Because, the sun is setting and we need to me the gang in 20 minutes" he said as he put the flowers in the back seat and got in the car. As he went into the passenger seat. "Dude where are you 'beautiful natural daisies'" he imitated as he just rolled his eyes and Chad drove off.

"Man she wouldn't want to see me" he said just looking out the window. As his friend just sighed.

"Man you don't know that for sure" he patted his shoulder sympathetically as he kept his eyes on the road.

"Where are we eating?" he was starving, but he didn't show it, he didn't feel liked he deserved to eat, he stuck to fruit and chip packets. He also found out he had a disease in his heart, it wasn't so serious yet, he had only figured out a few days ago.

"An old diner where we used to go as teens" his fizzy friend seemed excited. He sighed as he kept looking out the window, their wasn't a cloud in the sky, the day was beautiful, he should be happy, the day seemed perfect to other people, their were children playing, people running with their pets, and what Troy thought hurt his heart the most, the couples that roamed around, teen couples, married couples, old couples. They used to be once like that, but not anymore.

"Cheer up man, you get to see her tonight!" he was excited Troy didn't know why, he was actually nervous, he knew she wouldn't want to see him, not after what he did.

But who knows, cause love doesn't end that easily…..

There's way more, stay in tuned for the next chapter, hope you all enjoyed it,I daydreamed all this somehow lolz.