Author's Note: Thanks for the great reviews.
Troy awoke to the sound of his alarm blaring, yawning he turned over and hit the off button. Wiping the sleep from his eyes he sat up and kicked the covers off. Standing up he walked over to the bathroom and started the shower. Running his hand through the water he stepped in, his shirt and boxers lay discarded on the floor. He changed quickly into a pair jeans and a gray hoodie, he walked into the kitchen and grabbed his text books off the table, shoving them into his bag. Grabbing a apple from the bowl off the counter and his jacket off the hook, he walked out the door and down the steps out of the apartment. The cold air hit his body and he pulled tighter at his jacket, he walked a few blocks before coming to the entrance of the hospital. He walked up to the front desk.
"I'm here to see Gabriella Montez." He told the woman and she typed the name into the computer.
"You'll have to speak with Dr. Ashworth before you can see Miss. Montez, I can page her if you would like."
"Thank you."
Minutes later the same doctor Troy had to talked to the night before appeared.
"Hello, I'm Dr. Ashworth." She said shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Troy Bolton."
"I believe we talked last night."
"Yes we did, is Gabriella okay?"
"She hasn't woken up yet but we are hopeful she will today, we're going to keep her here until Friday so we can monitor her carefully."
"That's good I guess."
"There's something else."
"What?"
"Mr. Bolton you may want to sit down, this won't be easy for you to hear."
"What? You said she was okay."
"Upon further examination we found that Miss. Montez was sexually assaulted."
"You mean she was - ?"
"Yes, I'm afraid she was."
"Oh God." He said running his hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry." She told him before leaving him alone in the waiting room.
Troy left the hospital and rode the subway to his next destination. He walked into the large building and sat in the back row and sat next to Chad.
"Cutting it close aren't you?"
"I had some things that I needed to check on."
"All right class let's begin." A man wearing a gray suit and tie said as he began to write on the chalk board.
Gabriella opened her eyes and felt a throbbing pain in her head. She tried to sit up but felt a burning pain in both her stomach and ribs. She rubbed her hand over her abdomen and could feel the bandages under her thin hospital gown. Gabriella looked up and saw a nurse enter the room.
"It's good to see your awake." The nurse told her checking her vitals and pouring her a glass of water, Gabriella took it gratefully.
"How do you feel?"
"My head hurts and I'm sore."
"That's to be expected."
Gabriella looked around the room and down at her battered body.
"What happened to me?"
"You don't remember?"
"No."
"Okay class that was good, I'll see you all tomorrow."
"Hey do you want to get something to eat?" Chad asked.
"No thanks man I'm good."
"You sure?"
"Yeah I have some stuff to do."
"Ok I'll see you tomorrow."
Troy arrived at the hospital and was told Gabriella's room number. Walking down the hallway he saw Dr. Ashworth standing outside her room.
"Mr. Bolton it's good to see you again."
"How is she doctor?"
"She's awake."
"Can I see her?"
"In a moment, we need to talk."
"Ok."
"Gabriella doesn't recall the attack, this could be an effect of the concussion or she could be developing post traumatic stress disorder. We have told her what happened but she still doesn't remember."
"What does this have to do with me?"
"I suggest you be careful, something could trigger her to remember."
"I'll be careful, can I see her?"
"Yes, you may go in."
Troy cautiously entered the room and saw her sitting up in the bed.
"Hey."
"Hi." She said giving him a small smile.
"I was wondering when you were going to stop by."
"I stopped by before but you weren't awake." He told her, stepping closer to the bed.
"Yeah I know, the nurses told me."
"Can I sit?" He asked pointing to the chair that was next to the bed.
"Sure."
"Did they tell you that your getting discharged Friday?"
"Yeah."
"That's not too bad, only three more days here." He said he reached out to take her hand but pulled back at the last second and began playing with the covers.
"I was going stir crazy today, I don't know how I'll survive three more days."
"I'll bring you some magazines or something tomorrow."
"Thank you."
Troy cleared his throat and looked at his watch.
"I should probably being going, I'll let you rest."
"Yeah."
"I'll see you tomorrow." He told her, wanting to give her a hug goodbye but did not know how she would react to human contact.
"All right."
Friday came and Gabriella was being discharged today. Troy had stopped by after classes and offered to take her home. They rode the subway in a comfortable silence and they reached her stop just as it was getting dark. Troy walked her up to the steps of her apartment and Gabriella dug the keys out her bag.
"If you need anything don't hesitate to call, you have my number."
"Thank you, for everything." She told him, looking insecurely at her feet.
"No problem." Troy said, controlling his urge to lift her chin up.
"Goodnight." He said walking away and waving goodbye.
Troy arrived home late, he cooked himself a quick meal and changed into a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. He sat on his couch before turning on the television, he watched tv for awhile before getting out his books and studying. After studying for an hour, he yawned and closed his books. He walked into his room and climbed into bed, letting sleep envelope him. Troy awoke to the sound of his cell phone ringing, rolling over he looked at his alarm clock and saw it was three in morning.
"Who could be calling me this late?" He thought.
Flipping the phone open he hit the talk button.
"Hello?" He asked groggily, still half asleep.
"Troy?" Asked a desperate voice on the other line.
"Gabriella?" Troy asked now wide awake.
"Can you come over?"
"What's wrong?"
"I remember."
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