Troy went to Alberqeque for the weekend to visit his parents with Gabriella. Troy wanted Gabriella to stay at the hotel, because he didn't want her near his 'father'. When Troy pulled up to his parents house. he stuffed his keys in his pocket, and walked up the steps and walking in. "Hello..I'm here.."
His mother Rachel Bolton looked at him, "Sweetie! I've missed you!" she came over and gave him a big hug, she missed her son. "Hi mom.. how are you? I've missed you too." she smiled, "I am fine. now what is this that you said about you having a new girlfriend over the phone."
Troy smiled, "Mom.. she's.. she's an amazing girl.. actually, you remember the old laker captain? James Montez? well it's his daughter." Rachel gapsed, "Wow.. you have to let me meet her-" "Meet who?" His 'Father' walked in.
Rachel bit her lip. Ever since Jack cheated on her with Troy's ex-fiance, they never really got along, but she stayed with him because they had a son together.
But she would never let Troy know that. Rachel sighed, "Umm Troy.. He umm" Rachel looked at Troy, wondering if she should even tell Jack.
Troy looked at his mom, and then glared at his 'father'. "Jack." He said coldly, Jack nodded just as cold. "Troy. Whose Gabriella?" Troy couldn't have narrowed his eyes any further without them closing, but he managed anyhow.
"My girlfriend, who you'll never meet." "Troy-" Rachel said, he looked at her, "I'm serious mom, you can meet her..that's fine." He turned to his 'father' again. "But YOU can't."
Jack rolled his eyes, "Really? your still overreacting about that-" "Jack-" "I have every reason to overreact, and that's why exactly your not meeting this one.. she's is way to important to me!"
Rachel bit her lip, Jack rolled her eyes, "April didn't love you, that's why. If this really loves you, she won't even look at me-" "Your not coming near her!" Rachel bit her lip, "how..how about you bring her over for dinner Troy? what food does she like?"
Troy looked at her, "she's uh...she likes all kinds; she's not picky- except peanuts, that she's allergic to." Rachel nodded, "Well, nothing I have has peanuts in the recipe, so I'll make her a special dinner; can you please...try to behave with your father?"
Troy remained silent and stoic, not even looking at the man that helped conceive him. "Troy," Jack said, coming up to him. "Can we..can we please be civil with each other tonight?"
Troy glared at him, "Why? So you can move in on my girlfriend? And once again take her away from me?" "Troy-" "You think that I'm honestly falling for your bullshit this time?" "Son I-" "Cause I'm not, dad. I swear to you that I'm not. You stay the hell away from Gabriella, and when I bring her tonight, don't even speak to her."
Jack sighed, and Rachel sighed, but then said, "I'll go ahead and start dinner.. I'll see you tonight Troy.." Troy nodded, "You too mom. I'm going to go back to the hotel to Gabriella..and uh...tell her." Rachel nodded, and Troy left the house to return to the hotel room.
|This Time|
Gabriella had just got out of the shower, and came out of the bathroom in her white towel. the door flew open, and she turned around and sighed of relief, "I thought you were like a hotel employee." she giggled.
Troy smiled, and came over to her, and wrapped his arms around her waist, "You look beautiful in that towel." she giggled, "How was it with your parents."
Troy sighed, "My mom wants to meet you.. tonight.. for dinner." Gabriella smiled, wrapping her arm around his neck, and pecking his lips, "I'd love too...meeting your mom? Wow. am I expecting a suprise pretty soon?" she giggled.
Troy chuckled, "Mmm...I don't know, we have different minds, Gabriella..what surprise are you thinking of?" Gabriella giggled, shrugging, "I don't know...surprise me." Troy laughed, "maybe. But right now, I just want to see you out of that towel-"
"Troy!" Gabriella screamed in a playful tone, "we have dinner at your parents house.." he faked a pout, "we can always call in...say we're sick."
Gabriella giggled, "Nope. It's a committment." Troy chuckled, "Ok, but...after dinner...when we get back.." Gabriella giggled, "I'm all yours."
|This Time|
That night at dinner, His mother had made crab alfredo for dinner, and Gabriella and his mother hit it off really great. Jack stayed silent throughout the whole dinner. "So Gabriella, besides working at the diner, what else are you planning to do for a career?"
Gabriella smiled, "I'm actually taking some small classes at Stanford for being a lawyer, but I'd really like to work with fashion.." Rachel smiled, "That would be such a neat fantastic job..who are you influences?"
"I've always been a big fan of Mary-Kate and Ashley's Fashion.. they have such great taste.." Rachel smiled, and looked at Troy, "Why didn't you meet her sooner Troy? you better marry this one."
Troy laughed, "Yeah, well...I'm glad I met her when I did." Gabriella nestled herself into his side, grabbing the hand that was on her shoulder and giving his fingers a loving squeeze. Jack sighed, standing up and grabbing his plate, "I'm finished."
Rachel looked at him, "Jack-" "I'm not hungry." without any further word he walked into the kitchen, discarding his plate on to the counter after rinsing it off.
Then he went into the basement which was his and Troy's boxing ring when Troy was younger. Now it's just his room where he let's off a lot steam.
Gabriella bit her lip, "Did I do something wrong? was it something I said-" Rachel shook his head, "No sweetie, your fine.. he's just-" "An asshole." Troy muttered. Rachel looked at her son, "Troy."
Gabriella bit her lip, Troy had told her about what happened with his dad. But him and april are over, but she does understand about being hurt. but you can forgive but never forget. Gabriella looked at them, "I..um.. do you need any help with the dishes Rachel?" she asked.
Rachel smiled, "Oh that would be lovely thank you." She looked at Troy, "And Troy...please go easy on your father.." Troy narrowed his eyes, not saying in front of Gabriella; who is biting her lip and looking down at her hands.
Rachel looked at her son with pleading eyes, "go talk to him-" "I have nothing to say." "Troy, it might be a good idea to talk to him. He's your dad." Troy looked at Gabriella, "Ella, he's my dad, yes...but no, I'm not going to talk to him. I have to nothing to say to him."
She hated this, she adored her own father; they fought, yes, but they always made up. Her father always told her to 'Always forgive, but never forget; that way we can learn from whatever mistake was made in the past to make it better in the future'.
Gabriella sighed, but nodded, respecting his decisions, and picking up the plates and helping his mother with the dishes. After she had helped his mother with the dishes, Troy wrapped his arms around her as she washed them. "Did I tell you that you look absolutely sexy when your doing dishes.." he whispered.
Gabriella rolled her eyes, and turned around to face him, "Did I ever tell you that I loved you today?" Troy chuckled, "Yes." he cupped her cheeks, "I love you too." he said looking into her eyes. Gabriella looked at him, pecking his lips, "Will you please talk to your dad-" "Ella-" She smirked, "Do it Or I'll-" "You'll what-" she smirked, leaning up against his ear, "No sex..nothing.. "
His eyes widened, "Ella-" "Talk to him. For me..please?" Troy sighed, watching as his mother came in and started to help by drying the dishes.
He sighed again, "Fine, I'll talk to him...where er, where is he?" Rachel looked at him, "He's in the basement. It's still the same from when you were in high school."
Troy nodded, going through the kitchen, and down to the basement. Jack was down in the basement looking at some old photos of Troy when he was a little kid. Jack sighed, shutting the album and putting it down.
He heard someone come down the stairs and he looked up to see Troy coming down them. "Troy?" Troy looked at him, "I'm only doing this for Gabriella..."
Jack sighed, "I..uh..oh.." Troy looked at him, and went over to the pool table, Jack bit his lip, "So um..Gabriella..does she treat you good?" Jack said clearing his throat.
Troy leaned against the wall, "Yeah...she does. She's really great." Jack nodded, standing up, "Look, son, about April-" "I don't want to talk about her, she's caused enough trouble already.." Jack sighed, "I just wanted to tell you that-" "Forget it, she's old news-"
"She was drunk that night. We both were." Troy looked at him, "What?" his voice was barely audible, Jack nodded, "Son...April was drunk, but even before then she-she was looking at me. She didn't love you-" "Obviously, thanks for pointing out the obvious. Can I go?" "I'm trying to be civil with you..."
Troy rolled her eyes, "I just.. I want to go.. please." "Son-" "bye dad." Troy said leaving to run upstairs. Jack sighed, looking down at his feet. Gabriella and Rachel were talking in the living room, and Troy grabbed her hand, Gabriella looked at him, "Let's go." Troy whispered.
Gabriella nodded, and turned to his mother, "It was nice meeting you." Rachel hugged Gabriella, "Nice meeting you too sweetie.." Rachel hugged Troy, "I love you baby boy, and come visit more."
Troy nodded, "I'll try..bye mom, love you." Troy grabbed Gabriella's hand, and they walked outside to his car. Gabriella looked at him, "what happened-" "I just.. bringing up the past is all.." Gabriella kissed his lips smiling, "At least you talked to him.."
Troy nodded, getting into his car. Yeah, they talked. But they didn't accomplish much of anything, he sighed, pulling out of the driveway and on to the road.
Gabriella sighed at how quiet Troy was, "Troy.." "Ella..please? I don't want to talk about it." she bit her lip, resting her hand on his. "I just...you're quiet." "I'm thinking." "I'm worried."
Troy sighed, "You don't need to be.." Gabriella sighed, and looked out the window. Troy sighed, "Don't worry much about it, okay?" Gabriella sighed, and looked at him, "Okay.. Fine." Troy sighed, "Please Ella, don't be like that.."
Gabriella sighed, crossing her arms over her chest, looking at the window, "It's fine-" "Ella-" "You said you don't wanna talk about.. let's not talk about it.."
Troy sighed, pulling over to the side of the road and turning off the car. "Okay," he said, turning toward her. "You want to talk. Let's talk." Gabriella looked at him, seeing the anger in his eyes; but something told her that his anger isn't at her.
"Troy, what's wrong-" "Right now? Everybody in this fucking world is what's wrong...one blossom of happiness gets destroyed. And nobody cares. Nobody."
"Troy you're scaring me-" he shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose and banging a fist on the steering wheel. "Fuck!" "Troy-" "Shut up, Gabriella!"
Gabriella flinched when he yelled at her, she gulped, Troy started breathing heavily, resting his hands on the steering wheel. He then got out of the car, slamming the door, and rest his head on the top of the car side.
Gabriella sighed, getting out of the car, shutting the door behind her, and standing right behind him. he was still breathing heavy, Gabriella sighed, resting her hands on his arms, and hugging him from behind, "It's okay..I love you.."
He sighed, lifting his head and then laying his head on his fists again. "Troy..." Gabriella said, "...can we get back in the car?" She shivered and huddled against him. He turned to face her, his eyes dark blue almost black. "Gabriella...not now."
"Troy please? It's cold..it's going to start raining-" "Not now." He breathed out, rubbing his fists against his temples. "Just...let me..leave me alone for now." "Troy-" "Gabriella..not now."
Gabriella sighed, "I'm sorry.." Troy just leaned his forehead on the side of the car. breathing heavily, and Gabriella sighed, looking away from him, and looking down at her feet, Troy wouldn't look at her.
Gabriella bit her lip, Was he mad at her? a part of her didn't believe he was, but the way he was acting towards her, sure made it seem like he was mad at her. Gabriella sighed, pulling Troy in for a hug, and rubbing his back gently. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to get you mad at me..."
He sighed, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm not...it's not you." Gabriella sniffled, shutting her eyes real quick before looking at him. "Why are you mad?" he bit his bottom lip, shaking his head. "It's just...it's nothing. My dad." "I thought everything was-" "I don't want to talk about it." His tone is quiet. Eyes are brooding.
Gabriella sighed, deciding not to push him. "You want to go back to the hotel?" Troy sighed, kissing the top of her forehead, "Yeah.. that sounds good." Gabriella nodded, as they got back into the car, and drove back to the hotel.