A week had passed since Troy and Gabriella had arrived at Albuquerque. Things were not going well with Troy and his parents and Gabriella knew that it was because of her, but, Troy kept insisting that it was not true.
One morning, Troy walked into the room from the balcony. By the look on his face, Gabriella knew that something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing," Troy replied. "It's just my dad."
"Troy, maybe you should just do as your dad say and marry her," Gabriella sighed. "It'd be better that way. You would be on good terms with your parents."
"Do you want me to marry her?" Troy asked.
"Of course not!" she exclaimed.
"I don't want to either, Ella," Troy said. "All I'm saying is that, I'm not a kid anymore. I make my own decisions and it isn't my decision to marry some random girl my parents picked out. I'm going to decide who I marry. Not my parents, not my friends. Me!"
"Troy," Gabriella began.
"I'm just going to clear my head, alright?" Troy said. "I'll see you later."
He walked towards the door grabbing his keys on the way.
"Troy!" Gabriella exclaimed and he turned around.
"Yeah?" he looked at her expectantly.
Gabriella jumped up from the bed and rushed over to him. Troy caught her in his arms as she kissed him passionately.
"What was that for?" he murmured when she pulled away.
"I love you, Troy," she whispered. "And, I always will."
"I love you, too, Ella," he said, a bit confused. "I'll see you in a bit, alright?"
Troy left. Gabriella sat on the bed. She did not want to come in between Troy and his family. She knew that he loved them and she knew that he would be upset if he did not speak to them. Finally, she packed all her things and after writing a note, she left.
When Troy came back, he was surprised to find the room empty. He was even more surprised to find that all of Gabriella's stuff had gone. He spotted the note on the bedside table and picked it up. It was filled with Gabriella's neat handwriting.
Dear Troy.
First of all, I want to say that I love you and I want to thank you for all you have done for me since my mom died. So, thank you. You're probably wondering where I am and why I left, right? I left because I don't want to come in between you and your parents. They are important, Troy. We both know it. And, I want you to be on good terms with them or else, you will regret it later. I'm not going to keep you from being in our baby's life. It is your baby, too, but, there's a good eight months before that, right? Please don't try to contact me or come looking for me. If you love me, just give me sometime alone. And, please don't worry about me. I'll be fine. And, I will come back, Troy. But, Troy, please remember, I meant what I said earlier, today. I love you, Troy. And, I always will.
Yours forever,
Gabriella.
Troy sank onto the bed as if his knees had given away. Gabriella was gone. He did not want her to leave. He wanted her there, right next to him, because that was where she belonged. And, how could he not worry? He was already worrying about her. He decided to try and find where she was, but, then decided against it. She told him not to and he would respect her wishes. It did not matter if it killed him inside as he did what she wanted him to do.
A/N I am really sorry for the late update…all this time I've been thinking that I have put this chapter up. I didn't check and I'm really sorry. I'll put up another chapter, now and hope you forgive me
