Saving Her . . . .

A girl. A helpless girl.

-Gabriella Anne Montez crying in the corner.-

Always get bullied and hurt.

-Her father beating her badly until she bleeds.-

Yet, she tortures herself.

-Gabriella sitting in the corner of the room. Staring at the blade in her hand while tears rolled down her cheeks. A while later, she pierced a perfect cut across her wrist. Gabriella, all calm, placed the blade down while the blood oozed out and dripped on the floor.-

But what happens if she meets a nice, handsome-looking guy?

-"Hey, I'm Troy Bolton. I'm new here in Albuquerque," they shook hands but Gabriella was still stunt and thinking why he was talking to her in the first place.-

What happens if he finds out?

- "What happened to your wrists? They were fine yesterday," Troy examined the scars. "And are these caning marks?," he rolled up her sleeve to look at the bruises,"who did this to you?" Gabriella looked down, "My dad." -

He wants to save her.

- ~ Gabriella was about cut her, already healed, wrist when someone barged in and took her away from the blade. It was Troy. He came in from her balcony. "Gabby you can't keep doing this!"

~ "Dad, stop!" Gabriella cried. She cowered in the corner as her dad caned her in a drunked stupor. But then, he was being pulled back and thrown against the floor. Troy, coming to the rescue, he embraced a terrified Gabriella. -

But she doesn't want any help.

- ~ "Troy just leave me alone," she said emotionlessly. She quickly took the blade and created a deep, long cut on her wrist before Troy could even stop her.

~ "Just get out of here!" Gabriella demanded. She stood up and dashed out of the front door. Troy ran after her and found her in the park under the starry, cold night. He approached her. He saw a moist, wet face that tells him Gabriella was crying yet again. "You better not interfere with my problems," she whispered softly,"I don't want to get you into trouble." -

But he will not quit.

- ~ "Follow me," he led her downstairs to the kitchen. He wiped the blood flowing from her wrist. He bandaged it carefully. Then, their eyes met. Gabriella gave him a guilty look.

~ Troy pulled her into a hug. "Your fight is my fight."

~ "Why are you doing this?" Gabriella sighed. "I love you," he immediately answered. -

Hurt. Comfort. Love.

Saving Her...!