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CHAPTER 1

Oh no. It was on its way. Again. Gabriella felt sick of feeling sick and throwing up. This had been going on for over a week now and she was tired of it. Gabriella ran over to the toilet and let it come out. After a few minutes had passed, she slowly walked over to the sink and washed up. She had to hurry now. If Eric couldn't use the bathroom in time, he would become aggressive again, and she was even more tired of crying and fighting than of throwing up.

Gabriella looked at herself in the mirror. 'What happened to me?', she thought. Her face was pale, obviously from being afraid of being beaten by Eric all the time. At the beginning, she thought that it maybe would stop again, that he had a few bad days at work. But the beating became more and more regular, like when she wasn't home in time, when she didn't do what he said or if she even dared to disagree with him or confront him with the fact that he was with a different woman almost every night.And now she was carrying his child, which was probably the most terrible thing that could have happened, since Eric told her over and over again not to forget birth control. He didn't want any children, they meant too much responsibility to him.

The day Gabriella found out about her pregnancy she felt like the whole world came crushing down on her. Just the mere imagination of how Eric would react scared her to death. She was convinced that if Eric ever found out about the baby, he would have his worst rage attack ever.

There wasn't a day that passed without the sweet thought of running away. But who could she run to? Her mother was God-knows-where in Europe, living the 'dolce vita' and not caring a bit about what was going on with her only child. Her step-mother had been sent off to psychiatry after years and years of abusing painkillers and anti-depressants, and her father died in a car crash the year after her graduation from college. And then she even lost Troy, the only boy she had ever loved in her whole life, because of a stupid mistake she made. She didn't't even love Eric when she had the one-night-stand with him, it was just the excitement of something totally new that made her cheat on Troy. She never regretted anything more in her whole life. But on the other hand, she never was more thankful that Troy finally managed to forgive her, and that the two of them were now best friends once again. But even if she had the bestest friends in the world, Gabriella stood in front of the mirror and felt completely alone. She never told anyone about what happened at home, after three years of living with Eric, she was the master of making up silly excuses or denial when she was asked what was wrong with her. She was just too ashamed to admit to anyone that she let a thing like that happen to her. But after what had happened last night, when Eric gave her a bruised lip because she forgot to bring him his beer, it should be really difficult to hide it from the others that she was beaten. He had never hit her in the face before, so they were approaching a new level. Absently, Gabriella wiped away the tears that had come running down her cheeks and threw the thought of leaving Eric away. She didn't't have the courage to do it, because then, he might really kill her.

"What takes you so long in there?" Eric's angry voice sounded through the door, and Gabriella quickly finished washing up, trying to cover her bruised lip from last night with some makeup, managed a smile and stepped out of the door in the sleeping room, where Eric sat on the edge of the bed, with the typical gaze he had when he was about to do it again. Gabriella's heart pounded like crazy when Eric stood up and came towards her. Surprisingly, he gave her a fat, smacking kiss on the lips that made Gabriella feel sick all the way again. "I'm going to be late for work, honey," he snarled and went into the bathroom. Honey. Gabriella disgusted that word. Who was she kidding? She disgusted Eric, she disgusted her life and now, being pregnant, she was trapped. "Jackass," she mumbled and put on her clothes, her mood lighting up a bit by the thought that she was off to work in five minutes or so.

Gabriella gave herself a final check in the bedroom mirror. Again, she looked terrible, but she didn't even care. The most important thing was that nobody saw her bruised lip, and she had managed to make it disappear the best she could. Quickly, Gabriella grabbed her purse and keys, and shouted through the room, "I'm leaving for work now!" She heard Eric turning the shower off and was afraid that she again had done something wrong. "Take care and be home at seven!", he yelled. Without answering, Gabriella left living hell and ran off into a day of short freedom.

Troy sat on his huge brown desk in his office, trying to get the article done he should have been doing last night when he came home. His eyes went to the photo on his desk. It showed Madison Baker, his cute blonde girlfriend he had been living together now for two and a half years, who was the reason that he didn't finish the article. Troy didn't remember a night in the last week when the both of them didn't fight, mostly about the fact why Troy worked so much and neglected Madison for it.

Troy's eyes wandered to another picture he had on his desk, showing him, Gabriella, Chad and Sharpay on their college graduation day. He stared at Gabriella for a long time, recalling how she urgently pleaded him to let her leave work yesterday a little sooner. In his mind, Troy compared the Gabriella on the picture with the Gabriella she had been since the day college ended. Her happiness had almost completely disappeared and she always had a look of fear in her face. Gabriella looked very unhappy, and worst of all, she always denied that she had problems when someone asked her what was wrong. Troy didn't want to admit it, but he still cared a lot about Gabriella. Forgiving her for cheating on him had been one of the hardest things he had ever done, but now she had become the most important person in his life. And knowing that she was hiding something made him crazy. But so far, it hadn't been evident what her problem was.

The ringing of the phone woke Troy up from his daydreaming.

"Bolton Classic, Troy Bolton speaking," he answered in his most professional voice.

"Hey, sweetie, it's me!" Madison practically sung the words into the receiver, which made Troy feel guilty, recalling that he just had made Gabriella the most important person in his life.

Troy cleared his throat and sat up straight. "Hey, Maddy, how's it going?"

"Just great. Sharpay and I just received the first pieces of our new winter collection, and it's just awesome! I tell you, Sharpay is the best designer in the country. No, probably on the planet!"

She sounded very happy, and Troy smiled. Since Madison and Sharpay had opened their own fashion store, he had to hear almost every night how great Sharpay was, and how talented and so on. In his opinion, the clothes the both of them purchased just didn't go along with his style, which was the reason why he had never bought something from them.

"I bet the clothes don't go with my Jew-fro, like they never do," he said simply, teasing Madison a little.

She laughed. "Yeah, well, no one has such a special taste than you… Listen, I have to go now, I just wanted to remind you that we have dinner reservations at seven tonight. Don't be too late again!"

Before Troy could answer, Madison had hung up.

Sighing, he turned his attention to the computer, when he saw Gabriella standing in the doorway, looking worse than any other day this week. She had a weird bruise on her lip, which she obviously tried to hide underneath a thick layer of make-up. Troy felt sick imagining what might have happened the night before. He stood up and came towards her.

Gabriella saw the concerned look on Troy's face and quickly gave him a huge smile. "Good morning, Bolton!", she chimed. Troy stopped on his way over to her. He knew that reaction only too well. Once again, Gabriella tried to deny that something was going on.

"Morning. You okay? What happened to your lip?", Troy asked, examining her beautiful face.

Gabriella smiled broadly. "Oh, nothing," she struggled a moment to find her words, "I fell. Stupid me. Had one of my rage blackouts, and bang!" Gabriella laughed insecurely. She paused a moment to see if he was believing her.

"Listen, I just wanted to ask how many copies of ' NBA special ' should be put on the next edition. The publisher called yesterday and I forgot to ask you then."

Never in a million years Gabriella would have thought that she actually would work for a Sports magazine Company, let alone for Troy Bolton, but right after college, when her whole world started to fall apart, and she didn't know where to turn, Troy took her in as one of his assistants, and since that day Gabriella officially worked in Sports magazine business.

"Those sports cravers totally freaking me out.", she joked, trying her best to hide her feelings.

Troy could take a hint when it was given to him. "Tell them we'll go with another 7,000 copies." Sometimes, the success of his Sports Magazine Company was unbelievable to him.

"Great." And with that, Gabriella left the room.

For a few moments Troy stood in the doorway and looked after Gabriella until she was around the corner and out of sight. Lost in thought, he strolled back to his desk, to finally finish the article on a review of the Lakers performance.

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