"No she can't be!" Tears welling up in his bloodshot eyes (from no sleep) he could barely hold them back.
"I'm sorry Mrrrr… Bol-ton, the seizure was to hard on the brain and she's in a coma." He didn't look sorry his eyes were wandering looking like he had something better to do then comfort someone who had just lost the love of their life!
It felt like his world had stopped spinning. He thought he was going to faint. His love. No, his world, has been put in a coma! He leaned next to the old, creaky hospital bed. Troy couldn't quite think of what he should say. What does a person say to someone who might not even be able to hear them, none the less answer.
"Hi Gabs, I don't know if you realize this but your in a coma." Tears started streaming down his face. "I've never told you this but, I love you. I hope you love me too. I guess it's easier to say because I don't know what you'll say and I may never know. But at the same time it's harder because I want to know what you'll say. They said…" He had to gulp several times before he could get the next part out, "They said they had to take you off life support if you didn't wake up within a month. Oh, god please wake up I don't want to see you die!"
"Troy, it's time to go get dinner. It's you favorite ravioli." Mrs.Bolton had appeared in the doorway. Her black hair wrapped up in a tight bun on top of her head. She walked over to Troy I know this is hard on you sweetie, but just try to forget about it for 5 minutes. I'll leave you alone why you say good-bye but not too much longer.
After his mom walked out he decided not to make his mom mad so he found the right words to say good-bye. He wiped a piece of hair from her forehead; it was damp, most likely from sweat, but still soft like she just dried her hair. "Gabs I have to go now but I'll be back, please, try, for me, to wake up." He kissed her on the forehead and walked out looking back at one last glimpse of Gabriella. At least until tomorrow that is.
At dinner Troy wasn't in the mood to talk all he could think about was how Gabby looked so pale, still, and un-happy. It was so unlike her. He was used to this joyful, colorful, altogether happiest person he's ever met.
"Troy dear you're a growing boy you have to eat something! I know this experience is rough on you but Gabriella would want you to eat SOMETHING!"
There she went, Troy knew this was going to happen with someone or multiple people. The old they would want you to, even if they would've hated the idea. Its like peer pressure times ten!
"Mom! You say you care about my feelings and me then you go and crush me like a bug! Everyone knows the 'they would've wanted you to' excuse never made anyone feel better or make them do something! It just makes the person who's hurt hate the person who said it more!" Troy stomped upstairs to his room to go blast some rock! He had no food and wasn't really that hungry. He truthfully had no idea why he had told his mom he had hated here. He knew he loved her but he couldn't bring himself to say it! Right now he was just having a hard time thinking. He could barely think when he had nothing going on in his life but know his love had been put in a coma! It was a serious time for Guns N' Roses!
The wrong song came on the CD number 16 on Use Your Illusion. Its name was Coma. As soon as it came on tears streamed down his face. This used to be his favorite song but now it was just something to put his mind on what he was trying to keep it off of.
He sung along dedicating every word to Gabby:
Hey you caught me in a coma,
And I don't think I wanna,
Ever come back to this... world again,
Kinda like it in a coma,
'Cause no one's ever gonna,
Oh, make me come back to this... world again,
Now I feel as if I'm floating away,
I can't feel all the pressure and I like it this way,
But my body's calling, my body's calling,
Won't you come back to this... world again?,
Suspended deep in a sea of black
I've got the light at the end, I've got the bones on the mast
Well I've gone sailing, I've gone sailing,
I could leave so easily,
While friends are calling back to me,
I said they're, they're leaving it all up to me,
When all I needed was clarity,
And someone to tell me,
What the fuck is going on?... goddamn it,
Slipping farther an farther away,
It's a miracle how long we can stay,
In a world our minds created,
In a world that's full of shit,
Help me,
Help me,
Help me,
Help me,
Bastard,
Please... understand me,
I'm climbing through the wreackage,
Of all my twisted dreams,
But this cheap investigation just can't stifle all my screams,
And I'm waiting at the crossroads, waiting for you,
Waiting for you, Where are you?,
No one's gonna bother me anymore,
No one's gonna mess with my head no more,
I can't understand what all the fighting's for,
But it's so nice here down off the shore,
I wish you could see this 'cause there's nothing to see,
It's peaceful here and it's fine with me,
Not like the world where I used to live,
I never really wanted to live,
Zap him again,
Zap the son of a bitch again,
(Guitar Solo)
You live your life like it's a coma,
So won't you tell me why we'd wanna,
With all the reasons you give it's, it's kinda hard to believe,
But who am I to tell you that I've seen any reason why you should stay,
Maybe we'd be better off without you anyway,
You got a one way ticket on your last chance ride,
Gotta one way ticket to your suicide,
Gotta one way ticket and there's no way out alive,
And all this crass communication that has left you in the cold,
Isn't much for consolation when you feel so weak and old,
But is home is where the heart is then there's stories to be told,
No you don't need a doctor, no one else can heal your soul,
Got your mind in submission, got your life on the line,
But nobody pulled the trigger, they just stepped aside,
They be down by the water while you watch 'em waving goodbye,
They be calling in the morning, they be hanging on the phone
They be waiting for an answer when you know nobody's home,
And when the bell's stopped ringing, it was nobody's fault but your own,
There were always ample warnings, there were always subtle signs,
And you would have seen it coming but we gave you too much time
And when you said that no one's listening, Why'd your best friend drop a dime?,
Sometimes we get so tired of waiting for a way to spend our time,
And it's so easy to be social, it's so easy to be cool,
Yeah, it's easy to be hungry when you ain't got shit to lose,
And I wish that I could help you with what you hope to find,
But I'm still out here waiting, watching re-runs of my life,
When you reach the point of breaking know it's gonna take some time,
To heal the broken memories that another man would need just to survive, (thanks to lyrics. c o m)
He couldn't stand anymore of the song he changed to a new CD. He looked in the mirror he's cheeks red and he swore the tears where going to be permanently tattooed on his face. He didn't know if this crying attitude would stop or carry on. He figured for the next few days there would be a lot of this on account of everyone at school would be coming up to him at school asking where Gabby was.
Sure enough the next day was pure torture. Zeke, Taylor, Chad, Ryan all asked about Gabriella. Even Sharpay was a little concerned. Every time someone would mention Gabby's name he would burst out in tears. Which looked a little weird since Gabs was in all his classes and in attendance every period he would cry for at least ten minutes. Then his teachers had to go through the whole what's wrong speech. This only made him cry harder since he would also recap the whole thing in images in his brain.
If it wasn't her name it was stuff that related to her. Her favorite food at lunch (Chicago style hot dog), her favorite color (yellow or cream) which was on pretty much every wall in the school, to her least favorite color (red) which happened to be the color of their school! So this stuff was hard to avoid. It was like the lord wanted him to torture but there was no sign on how to fix all of this. Just signs of how it was hurting him.
Then the worst thought of all crossed his mind. He would need a new girlfriend after a while. But he didn't want another girlfriend he wanted his Gabby! He wanted the soft black hair that he could run his hands through, the soft body he held close to him when they hugged or kissed, and especially her beautiful deep eyes that made him melt!
Sharpay! Ya, that was it. His new girlfriend would be Sharpay! There's no way she could say no. Sharpay had been crushing on him for years. Plus, he had figured when he started dating Gabby that it wouldn't be forever. He decided a long time ago the real love of his life had been Sharpay he just didn't want Sharpay and him to break up when they went to different colleges. The only difference was now he ended up falling in love with Gabby. But he still loved Sharpay; well at least somewhere inside him he still loved Sharpay.