Stalker
by RabbitDork101
Summary: It started out great. And then one day he showed up. Endangering her friends, herself, and the love of her life. How can she escape? How can she cope with the dreaded loss of a loved one?
Disclaimer: I own... lemme think... nothing... hmmm...
Chapter One-Who
He knew she was in here. He saw her run in. He knew he could get her, all he had to do was get her away from her pesky boyfriend. He knew she was his, not Troy Bolton's, and one day, she'd know it too.
"Gabriella?" a voice cried out into the darkened room. "Gabi, if your in here, he's in here. Stay calm. Troy's on his way." It was a female voice, and if he had to guess it was Taylor.
The door opened, letting in a sliver of light, then closed, leaving the room in darkness. The dark figure knew Troy would be here soon, all he had to do was get the girl, Gabriella, then everything would be fine. The mystery man thought back to his days when Gabriella was his friend, along with Troy and then others. But, those days were long gone. There was no returning. He had chosed his path two years ago.
THUMP!
She's moving, it was amazing. He could tell she was to his left. All he had to do was reach out and grab her.
CRASH!
"Oww." He heard. She hit something. Blindly grabbing to his left, he felt his rough calloused hand come in contact with her smooth arm. Gabriella screamed, and threw her free arm widly behind her, striking the man in the face.
THWACK!
Skin on skin contact. The stranger stepped back in shock, loosing his grip on her. Knowing this was her only chance, Gabriella sprinted out the door.
'Damn it.' The man thought, as he watched the one he loved, run out of his life again. This had happened before. Now, he would plan for their next encounter. "Untill then my love." He said barely above a whisper, and crept out of the room.
Stricken with fear, Gabriella ran down the hall closest to her. Suddenly, she was knocked down. She had run into Troy. Relieved, Gabriella hugged him.
"Gabriella?" Troy asked, pulling her close to him. Feeling tears fall onto his shirt, he gently stroked her hair. After a few minutes, he placed his arm under her knees and carried her out of the nightmare.
That night, Gabriella sat in bed, thinking. Who could it be? Who was after her? Why? These questions zoomed in and out of her head before any answer could be thought of. Soon she fell into a restless sleep.
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Ok, this is just an idea. Tell me if you like it. Sorry if it seems like its from another story, I'm not trying to steal. Please review. Thanks!