AN: Thanks to those of you who reviewed!

I'd like to share that I went to the Aly & AJ/Jonas Brothers/B5 concert last night and it was great! Congratulations to Alyson Michalka for graduating high school one year early as Valedictorian yesterday!

As for the story…there's a bit of language in this chapter. Sorry. And I'm fabricating an older Evans Brother…so I own nothing but Bradley Wallace and Timothy Evans.

Now on with Chapter 3 of The Pain of Love…

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.Chapter 3.

My father was able to get my car back to the house and we walked in the house soaked in rain water.

"Sharpay. You need to be more careful." He told me.

"I know. I just…lost control. Sorry." I responded.

"Alright. Well, we'll go and find out how much it will cost to fix after the holidays. For now we'll just keep it in the garage and I'll park outside." He said.

"Okay. Hey Dad…Is Ryan around or did he go out?"

"He went out. He'll be home later. Why?"

"No reason. Just wondering. I'm gonna go up to my room. I'm kinda tired."

"Alright. Good night!"

"Good night!" I walked up to my room and closed my door. I grabbed my journal and sat down in my butterfly chair.

December 20, 2006

Dear Journal,

It has been a long day. I just crashed my car into a tree in the pouring rain. Just my luck, I suppose. Now I don't have a car for a while, which sucks. Anyway…Good News! Troy stayed home! I was so happy. Brad pushed me but apologized quickly after Zeke saw and said something. I really think Brad wanted to be alone just to hit me. But…I'm glad we didn't go to his room. It hurts to love him…It really does. I left earlier than I thought I would but that's only because I was nervous, in case Brad did anything. Well…I'm tired so I'm gonna go to sleep. I'll write more tomorrow.

Love Always,

Sharpay

I shut my journal, took a shower, changed, and went to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke to the sound of voices coming from downstairs. I looked at my clock. It read 7:00 am. I got up and got dressed before going downstairs to see who was there.

"Aunt Sharpay!" I heard and saw my 4 year old niece, Jemma, running toward me, her blonde pigtails flying behind her. I picked her up and looked up to see my 28 year old brother, Timothy, and his wife Julie. They were here for the holidays from Arizona.

"Oh my god! I didn't know you guys were coming!" I said hugging my brother.

"That's the point of a surprise. You're not supposed to know." Tim said in a sarcastic tone.

"Mom, Dad, and Ryan are still sleeping." I told them.

"Oh really…well…Come on Jemma…Lets go wake up Grandma and Grandpa." Tim said. We all walked upstairs and to my parents' room. Tim put Jemma on the bed and whispered "Now jump."

"But you said I'm not supposed to jump on the bed." Jemma whispered back.

"It's okay Jemma…Listen to Daddy." Julie said. Jemma looked at me with her big blue eyes. I nodded and she started to jump. My parents shot up.

"Grandma!" Jemma yelled and jumped into my mom's arms. "Grandpa!" She gave my dad a hug.

"Jemma." My mom said.

"Hey mom." Tim said giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "We'll let you get ready now…see you in a little bit."

We all left the room.

"Hey Jemma…why don't you go in and wake up Uncle Ryan too." I told her.

"Okay!" She exclaimed with a big smile. She ran into Ryan's room. I smiled at her. About a minute later, Ryan came out in a pair of flannel pajama pants and a t-shirt carrying Jemma.

"Hi Tim…Hi Julie." Ryan said.

"Hey…How's it goin'?" Tim said with a smile.

"Okay…until your daughter scared the crap out of me." Ryan responded.

"Well…You have Sharpay to thank for that." Tim told him.

"You're here 15 minutes and you're already accusing me of things." I said to Tim.

"You probably told Jemma to do that." Ryan said.

"Maybe…" I said.

"I thought so." Ryan said and walked back into his room. Tim, Julie, Jemma, and I went back downstairs.

"So Shar…How ya doin'?" Tim asked when we got to the living room.

"I'm doing okay." I said.

"Are you still going out with that Brad kid?" he asked.

"Yea."

"Never did like him."

"Why not?"

"I don't know…He always seemed like he was gonna hurt you…and I don't want anyone hurting my little sister." He said.

"No…Tim…Give him a chance…He's a good guy." I said nervously. Just then my mom came downstairs.

"Hello Tim…Hello Julie…How are you guys doing?" She said. I ran out of the living room and up to my room. I sat on my bed and felt a tear run down my cheek.

December 21, 2006

Dear Journal,

Tim is here. He just showed up this morning. We were talking about Brad. Apparently, Tim doesn't like him. Tim told me that Brad always seemed like the kind of guy that would hurt me. Good judge of character on Tim's part I guess. Right now, I'm crying. Crying for Brad…Crying for me…and crying knowing that nothing in my relationship with Brad will ever change. I'm gonna go now. I'll write more later.

Love always,

Sharpay

Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I shoved my journal back under my mattress and buried my head in my pillow.

It was about noon and the phone rang. Tim picked it up in the den.

"Hello?" I heard him say. "Yea…Hold on." He handed me the phone telling me it was Brad.

"Hey!" I said into the phone.

"Hey Baby…how was your voice lesson?" Brad asked me.

"What? Oh…My brother flew in today so we decided to cancel." I lied

"I wanted to know if you wanted to go to the mall with Troy and Gabriella."

"I'm not sure…I think we might go out today…I'll find out and let you know…I'll call you back."

"Okay…I love you."

"I love you too." I hung up the phone. I talked to my parents and they agreed to let me go to the mall.

At around two o'clock, Brad, Troy, and Gabriella came to pick me up.

"Hey babe…" Brad said as I got into Troy's car.

"Hi." I said.

"What's up? How's your brother?" He asked.

"Pretty good. Jemma got big…They seem happy!" I told him.

"That's good." We talked on the way to the mall, mostly about my car accident. Troy pulled into the mall parking lot.

We were in the mall shopping for a while and we were going to American Eagle before we left to go back to Troy and Brad's house. I was looking around when I heard some one call my name. I looked up to see my vocal coach's son, Tyler. I smiled.

"Hey Ty!" I said giving him a hug. It had been a while since I'd seen him. It seemed as though every time Ryan and I went to his house for a lesson, he wasn't there.

"What are you up to?" He asked.

"Just shopping." I said. "I haven't seen you in so long…you're never home anymore?"

"It seems like I'm always busy lately."

"You have no time for me anymore?" I pretended to be sad.

"Aww…You know I love you."

"I know…but what's not to love?" We laughed. Just then, I saw Brad looking over. He walked up to me and put his arm around my waist.

"Hey babe." He said kissing me.

"Hi..." I said without kissing him back. I saw the anger in his face. He let go of my waist. "Tyler…this is my boyfriend Brad…Brad…this is Tyler…He's my vocal coach's son."

"Hey!" Tyler said.

Brad ignored him. Tyler gave him a weird look. "Shar…we should go…Troy and Gabriella are paying."

"Um…Yea…Sorry Ty…I have to go." I told him.

"Okay…It was nice seeing you." He said. I smiled.

"You too." Brad grabbed my hand and I walked away with him giving Tyler an apologetic look. "That was rude." I told Brad. He said nothing.

We left the mall a few minutes later and Brad didn't say a word to me. I knew he was jealous, even if Tyler was just a friend. Troy drove us back to their house. I followed Brad up to his room without a word. Once we were in his room, he locked the door and I walked up to him.

"Brad…he's just a friend." I said looking into his eyes.

"Just a friend?! Bullshit!" He said pushing me to the floor.

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