Chapter 1
Troy walked past the graves, the graves he had past some many times before, but never took notice off. Why wasn't she here? He needed her, and she wasn't here… He sighed, he sat down in front of one of the graves. This was why he needed her so much, she was his best friend and now she was gone. Where did she go, where could he find her?
Troy got up, laying the flowers on the grave, looking at the tombstone once more, he swallowed his tears, not wanting to remember that awful day, that day, he would be dreading forever… The words on the stone were graved in his mind forever.
Jack Edward Bolton
Beloved Husband & Father
'The deceased never really leave us...'
Husband of Lillian Andrews-Bolton
Father of Troy Stephen Bolton
12-03-1963 † 26-05-2008
Troy walked off the cemetery, going away from that place, he made himself come there every Sunday, to remember his father, but it would be nothing more than that, he didn't want to feel the pain anymore, it had been two weeks, two weeks full of pain, sadness and misery, Troy had enough.
When he arrived home, there was nothing but an empty house, Troy had turned 18 three months before and he didn't even celebrate it, he didn't want to, his father had been sick, and his birthday was nothing compared to the sickness of his father. But he needed her, he needed her touch, her hand to hold him, her voice to keep him awake, her everything to be with him.
She was just his best friend, nothing more, but he wanted her to be… He liked her a lot, more than he had ever liked a girl before, more than he would ever like anyone else. He might even love her, but he would never say that, she didn't like him back.. why would she? He was the popular guy in school, who would want to date him? Yeah sure, cheerleaders would… He sighed, he was disgusted of cheerleaders and their obnoxious behaviour (sorry have nothing against cheerleaders, just in this story), they were fake and he hated it.
Troy had his phone in his hand, looking at her picture, the one that had been taken when they had met, that New Year's Eve at the Ski lodge… When they had sung together, they blended, like they had done nothing else but sing all of their lives. He sighed, he missed her so badly.
They had been going to school, like they normally would, Troy would pick her up from her house and then they walked to school together, but one day when he arrived at her place, it was empty, the cars were gone, the stuff was gone, the furniture removed, the house was empty and there was no note, nothing… He had been crying in her room all day, wanting her back, he missed her and the most terrible thing was that he didn't know where she had gone.
Troy got onto his laptop, looking up things, he logged on at his bebo-account: BBall-Bolton (as you know, it's not real!! But for those bold enough to think that ) and saw that he had been requested to become friends with a new person on bebo, he looked at the profile, it was pink, said: Something strange hanging in the air…, as the skin, and the picture was of a microphone. The name of the person was Filipine-Gurl, her nickname was Gurl for President.
He didn't know her, who could she be? (Is he really that dumb? xD) He looked through the account but there wasn't much to see, the account was really empty and not much had been posted yet. He shrugged, leaving a comment. 'Hey, Thanks for adding me, but who r u?'
Then he logged in on his msn account, seeing only Chad and Jason were online, he shut down again, he didn't want to talk to them, he never seemed to anymore.
Troy walked to the bathroom, taking a long hot shower, to shower all the pain away, if he only could… He sighed again, he had enough of being sad, enough of crying every single day, enough of missing Gabriella, he needed to find her and he would, he would and he wouldn't let her go again.
He took his phone again, going to Gabi's number, pressing the call button, he would try and talk to her. He heard the call dialling, and the call was received, but it was an answering machine. 'This is the phone of number 555-2956, please leave a message after the beep'
Troy sighed. 'Gabi? If this is still your number, can you call me back? I really need to talk to you…' He looked at his wall, tears forming in his eyes. 'Something really bad happened and I need my best friend… Where are you?'
A/N: That was chapter one.. it's not much.. but it's something… I promise I'll have Chapter two up this weekend… maybe tomorrow :) and chapter 5 of Are we Sure by then too :) Review!! They make me happy :D