So Sorry
Summary:
A misunderstanding leads Troy and the gang to desert Gabriella. Now they have to live with the consequences… (twoshot)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own HSM
A/N So I know this story line is really over rated and everyone does it but I thought why don't I add my own little twist to it! So here it is – my take on the whole over used story line. My summary is actually kind of crap but I couldn't think of how to write what my story was about without giving anything away. And the title is just blah!
This is actually a bit different to how I've written it – I am quite pleased with it because it is something different with how I've written it. I just want to know how you all like it – so please make sure you review. Tell me what you liked, what you hated, any improvements – those things are really appreciated and really help me when I write something else.
Walking into the clean room, the eight teenagers looked around – tears in their eyes. Neither of them had set foot in the room in so long – and how they had missed it. Regret washing through them mixed with remorse, they stood their in the dead silence, memories flooding them unwillingly.
"You don't actually believe her do you?" Kelsi asked, running her hands nervously through her auburn hair.
"Have you not seen the fucking pictures? It doesn't matter who tells us – pictures are worth a thousand words…" Troy's anger exploded unwillingly. How could she do that? How could she betray them all? Him, her friends – her school. Clenching his fist, he raised it and swinging it back, lunged forward making harsh contact with the locker door. An arm on his shoulder made him turn around, forgetting the pain throbbing through his hand as he looked into the watery eyes of Sharpay.
"Don't do that Troy – just. What are we going to do now?" the hurt and betrayal in her voice was evident as her brown eyes looked down not managing to believe what took place just an hour ago.
"She's a traitor – what else can we do?"
Trailing his fingers along the bedside table, Troy Bolton softly smiled as he caught sight of the 'Romeo and Juliet' book placed proudly in the middle of the table, a bookmark clearly evident amidst the well read pages. Picking up the book, he let his fingers trail over the cover before opening it, smiling at the message inside.
My darling Brie
I know this is your favourite book and I know you need a new copy
So here it is – enjoy it and may every time you read a word in this book you remember my words to you
I love you Brie – Forever and Ever
Love your boyfriend
Troy
XXX
Tears prick his eyes as he remembers the words he wrote months ago. And here the book was lying – on her bedside table given importance. Every word she read would have reminded her of his words to her. His harsh words to her.
"Hey Troy…" Gabriella Montez skipped up to her boyfriend, kissing him on the cheek before turning, radiantly smiling to look in her boyfriends eyes. Recoiling in shock at the cold glare she was receiving, Gabriella stepped back concern flooding her features as she looked questioningly up at Troy.
"What's the matter?" she asked, placing her hand on Troy's fore arm. As he shrugged it off recklessly, Gabriella's face turned from concerned to frowning.
"Like you don't fucking know?" Troy's voice was filled with venom
"I don't…" her voice was quiet, not knowing what was going on
"You can't do this Gabriella!" his voice roared, causing students to stare at the feuding couple. Gabriella glanced around and cringed as she saw everyone's lingering gaze. She moved to speak; however, was cut off by Troy. "You can't fuck Brad Winston and then come back to East High and tell me you – your boyfriend – that you want to wait because you don't feel bloody ready!"
Gabriella's face paled at the accusations Troy was throwing at her before flushing as she saw everyone looking intently at the new piece of gossip that would be sure to circulate the halls of East High within a matter of hours. Quiet murmurs broke out as Gabriella turned to face her furious boyfriend.
"Brad Winston – West High's basketball captain?" the voices whispered together as they all turned their attention back to Troy and Gabriella, all hoping to find out more information about this scandal.
"Troy, what the hell are you on about?" Gabriella asked, mortified that her boyfriend would harshly accuse her of sleeping with his enemy in front of the listening ears of East High.
"What am I on about? Maybe I should enlighten you…" Reaching into his backpack and after rustling around, Troy brought his hand out clutching a rectangular piece of paper. "Is this or is this not you about to suck faces with Brad?" Troy's voice dropped dangerously, causing the curious students to strain their ears as they were eager for more information.
Gabriella's face paled as she saw that yes – indeed it was her about to 'suck faces' with Brad Winston, Troy's long term enemy both on and off the court.
"I'll take that as a yes..." Troy smirked as he saw Gabriella look up at him, tears in her eyes and an expression of utter disbelief. "You know what Gabriella – for one crazy moment I thought that maybe you could have been the one for me. Now I know I'm wrong"
"Troy…" Gabriella voice cut through, breaking him off
"No Gabriella! You're a liar, a fake, a traitor! You're a bitch, a whore! Hell you're a cheating girlfriend!" Holding onto Gabriella's wrist tightly, Troy held it up roughly turning his attention to the shocked audience that had crowded around them.
"You hear this everyone! Gabriella Montez is nothing but a cheating slut. A cheating traitor – she's been sleeping with the West High Captain and bitching to them about us!" Troy knew he was being a bastard; however, his anger and humiliation of being cheated on by his love, blinded him to that fact. Looking sneeringly at the girl he thought he loved he saw that there were small trails of tears that had begun to trek down her face. That her eyes showed hurt and fury, that she was flushed – probably due to mortification. Dropping his girlfriends wrist harshly, he turned his attention back to the quietly sobbing brunette and lowered his voice.
"Don't you ever fucking come near me or my friends ever again…" with the last words of venom piercing through the air, Troy Bolton stalked off – not once looking over his shoulder to see that Gabriella had succumbed to the emotions pumping through her as she let her back fall against the locker and slide down, the taunting shouts from her fellow students blending into the distance as she relayed the venomous words that her boyfriend had just spoken to her.
Troy cringed in memory of how harsh he had been – how brutal. However, he wanted her to feel pain; he wanted her to hurt just like he had hurt. He wanted her to feel betrayed just like he was.
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Sharpay looked at the mirrored wardrobe that stood proudly against the wall of the room. Opening the door, the blonde smiled as she saw the clothes she had demanded that Gabriella get, to 're vamp' her image. Slipping her fingers in between the different textures, Sharpay closed her eyes as the memories appeared.
Noticing a crowd shouting at someone who she couldn't see, Sharpay Evans sauntered through the halls of East High towards it, hearing the sound of heels clicking against the polished floor. As the crowd saw her approach, they slowly parted a way for her – knowing that being that she was the Ice Queen of East High she would have a fit if she had to shove her way through.
As Sharpay walked through the path, she saw a petite brunette, huddled against the lockers tears pouring down her face. Her eyes narrowed as her face hardened at the sight of the girl who had betrayed them all.
Gabriella glanced up, and upon seeing Sharpay, she stood up and walked shakily over towards her.
"Shar… I don't know…"
"Cut the shit Gabriella…" Sharpay's voice was pure ice and at those words the mumblings of the throng of students died down to see what Sharpay was going to say. Gabriella looked confused at her friend – and fashion fixer – as she silently begged with her eyes.
Sharpay upon seeing the confused look enter Gabriella's eyes, snorted.
"You honestly think that you're going to have any friends left after the shit you've pulled? Everyone knows what you're like now – to think I actually spent my time helping you out with your horrible fashion sense disgusts me. You Gabriella Montez are nothing but a cheating, betraying slut! Bitch" Sharpay shoved past her once good friend, fury spilling through her at the fact that Gabriella had the nerve to act all innocence – like she didn't know what she was talking about.
Taylor sat at the familiar desk. The wood was covered in books and papers – all which Taylor recognised as the work and projects that had to be done. Smiling as she saw Gabriella's neat handwriting filling the pages, Taylor thought back.
Gabriella walked into the girls bathroom, tears still pouring down her face. Seeing Taylor standing by the mirror, Gabriella tried to leave; however, it was too late as Taylor had already seen her. The glare which had passed from Taylor's eyes through the mirror, reaching Gabriella sent chills down her spine and caused her eyes to fill up with even more tears.
"What do you want?" Taylor asked harshly as she continued to glare at the already broken girl
"Nothing…" Gabriella quietly murmured
"You know Gabriella. All this time you had me fooled. You were meant to be my bloody best friend – and then to know you're a complete and utter bitch…" Taylor didn't shout at Gabriella. However, that was in a way even worse. Taylor's voice displayed the hurt that she was feeling. And this made Gabriella feel even worse.
Chad sat down on the soft carpet, watching as his best friend and girlfriend looked longingly at the belongings that lay within the 4 walls, tears trailing down their faces. Chad too felt the tears prickle his eyes at the eerie feeling of being in the room. Looking at the walls, he felt himself smile as he saw that the walls were still holding random pictures of the gang. And then his smile dropped as he realised that there was no longer a gang – that there hadn't been for some time now.
Ripping his eyes away from the walls, Chad's brown eyes caught sight of a pink book stuffed underneath the bed, poking out between the sheets which reached the floor. Curious, Chad stood up and walked over to the book, bending down to pick it up. Holding the bursting book within his hands, Chad opened the front cover and gasped. His gasp attracted the attention of the other silent eight teenagers who looked at him inquisitively. Holding up the book, Chad whispered
"It's her diary…" those three words ripping through the teenagers as they too all gasped. Tears prickling her eyes, Kelsi leant forward and picked the book out of Chad's unresisting hands before flicking through carefully – finally coming across her desired date.
May 24th
Dear Diary
Today has been the worst. I woke up happy and now everything has been dashed. Something is terribly wrong.
Troy broke up with me today. I'm beginning to think that maybe he was getting tired of waiting around for me to be ready to sleep with him. He said that I had been sleeping with the West High Captain – Brad. Why would I do that? Why would I sleep with Troy's worst enemy? I'm a virgin and Troy should bloody well know that. Instead he went and accused me in front of the whole school, pulling out some photo shopped picture of me with Brad.
He was so angry – so scary. His tone, his face, everything scared me about him. In that moment I forgot that he was my boyfriend who I love, in that moment all that my mind would let me think was that my boyfriend was a flipping maniac - A Temperamental Bastard.
I was too shocked to even respond. When he pulled out that photo all I could do was stare. And he mistook my silence for a confession. But I didn't do anything! How could he possibly be so stupid? The photo was obviously photo shopped – it was a picture of when I was about to kiss Troy, placed on top of a picture of Brad obviously about to kiss someone else. And he was too stupid – too blinded by rage – to see it. Instead he went and humiliated me in front of the school – proclaiming false accusations. And now all I'm left to do is wonder where the hell I went wrong? What the hell did I do to deserve this shit?
Maybe Troy was just getting fed up – maybe this was the last straw. Because if our relationship was as strong as I thought it was, he would have come and talked to me. He would have asked me what the photo was. Instead he jumped to ridiculous conclusions. Maybe it was all an excuse. I thought that he was perfect. That he didn't care that I wanted to wait a bit to have sex with him. I'm not ready – and I thought he was ok with it. He obviously wasn't. I can still remember his words – they are replaying over and over in my head tormenting me.
"You can't fuck Brad Winston and then come back to East High and tell me you – your boyfriend – that you want to wait because you don't feel bloody ready!"
He put it so crudely. He obviously wanted me just for a fuck. He didn't want to make love to me like I had originally thought. And I wasn't giving it to him – he got bored and pounced on the first excuse he thought of to break up with me.
I guess I'd be better off without him in the long run. To know that he had such little trust in our relationship kills me. Right now my heart is aching in an unbearable way – but in the long run I know that I'll be better off without him. Right now I want nothing more than to jump in his arms and have him tell me that it was all a mistake and that he loved me. But I know that will not happen – and right now I'm breaking. But it's better for me to break now than for me to break later on.
After he had finished shouting at me, Troy just twisted the knife even more. He addressed the student population – telling them that I was a traitor, that I was a slut. Ridiculing me in front of others. And that just added the salt to the wound. Having him break up with me over some false accusation in public was enough. Having him ridicule me, humiliating me in front of everyone else was another thing. And even if we somehow got back together, which I doubt we ever would, I know that the fact that he could be such a cruel bastard would always be in the back of my mind. The image of my perfect Troy disappeared today – instead he transformed into a monster I no longer recognised. A monster I didn't want to recognise. And to know that the man I loved just vanished in those seconds is killing me.
I didn't just lose Troy today. I lost everyone – my friends have abandoned me in a fashion similar to Troy's. Sharpay added to the humiliation by degrading me further in front of the East High population. Taylor though was different. She looked at me with such fierceness – however, her voice portrayed hurt and betrayal – something which she obviously believed I had caused. The boys seemed to be following their captain – whether or not they believed it I'll never know. Kelsi and Ryan just followed Sharpay.
And in the end I have found out who my true friends are.
No one
It doesn't matter though – because I would rather have true friends than fake friends. Friends who wouldn't believe something without asking me about it. Friends who wouldn't degrade and humiliate me in front of others.
I may not have any true friends
I may have just lost my boyfriend
But in a weird sort of way, I am strangely happy – because I know that they weren't right for me and I found out now.
Lots of Love
Brie
So I am interested to see what you think of this. And the more reviews I get, the happier I'll be. And when I'm happy I'll want to post sooner (wink wink)
Anyway just tell me what you thought and I hope you enjoy reading this two shot!
If you're confused then don't worry - everything will be explained next chapter. I actually planned on this being a one shot but then I thought I haven't done a two shot. I mean I've done one shots and a four shot so I wanted to do a two shot. Next will most likely be a three shot!
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