Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical. Originally by EndlessDreamer1024. I just adopted it from her.
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(Taylor's POV)
Taylor walked into her apartment to find that her roommates were sitting in the living room of the apartment they shared. She wasn't expecting them to be waiting up for her seeing as she didn't tell them where she was going so she was surprised when she heard a voice call out to her.
"Taylor, where have you been?" Kelsi called out to her causing Taylor to grip her chest.
"Damn it, Kelsi! You scared the shit out of me!" Taylor said trying to regain her composure.
"Well excuse the hell out of us for worrying about our best friend!" Sharpay snapped getting up from her spot on the couch.
"Sorry, how did you know I was gone?" Taylor asked as she made her way over to the couch where he two friends were sitting. She put her purse down next to her and turned towards her two best friends.
"I heard you moving around early this morning and then all of the sudden you rushed out of her and slammed the door shut. I don't even think I heard your car door close before I heard the tires screech on the pavement," said Sharpay.
"My father was in a car accident and I had to rush to the hospital. He was in surgery when I got there. He pulled through the surgery but now he's in a coma and they don't know if he'll regain consciousness."
"What?" Kelsi and Sharpay said simultaneously. The bother of them rushed to Taylor's side and enveloped her in their arms.
"I'm so sorry, Tay! Why didn't you tell us?" whispered Kelsi as she held on to Taylor.
"I didn't want to wake you guys up with my problems," Taylor said sniffling a bit.
"Problems? This is no problem. Uncle Rob is like a father to both of us, this is definitely not a problem!" said Sharpay squeezing Taylor.
"I just…I don't know what to do. I can't lose him too," Taylor said, her tears starting to fall.
"You won't lose him; he's going to be fine, I'm sure of it. Uncle Rob is a fighter, you know that," Kelsi said, "Hey, why don't you lie down, you've had a long night and I'm sure you haven't slept a wink," said Sharpay pulling Taylor up to her feet. Taylor reluctantly agreed and went to her bedroom and fell in a restless sleep.
When Taylor woke up, she felt worse than she did when she went to sleep. Her body ached from all the tossing and turning she did. She knew she wouldn't be able to get a good rest so she got up and decided to shower before going back to the hospital. She made a point to tell Sharpay and Kelsi that she was leaving this time and they both gave their well wishes as they had other engagements to attend to, Sharpay and Kelsi both had a dress rehearsal to go to since Sharpay was staring in the play and Kelsi was writing the music.
She was so thankful to have them. They had been friends since the third grade when Kelsi first moved to Albuquerque and Sharpay had tried to boss her around. Taylor had already known Sharpay's ways and ignored her when she tried to boss her around but Kelsi didn't know any better. Taylor quickly came to Kelsi's defense and stood up for her. It wasn't until some older girls had tried to pick on Sharpay that Taylor and Kelsi really saw Sharpay the human being. Sharpay could handle her own around the other third graders, but this girl was in the 6th grade and she was as plastic as they came. It wasn't until the older girl shoved Sharpay to the ground and she was on the verge of tears that Taylor and Kelsi came to her defense and realized that strength in numbers was better than nothing. Eventually the girl backed off and Sharpay, in her own little way had said thank you. Slowly the blonde came around more often and the three of them became friends. Taylor remembered a time when her father said that God knew he couldn't handle the three of them being sisters so He made them best friends instead. Taylor smiled at the memory and then tears started welling up again.
Taylor could lose her father too; she knew her heart wouldn't be able to take losing both of her parents, not after-
"No," Taylor said aloud to herself. "This is about daddy, not her."
Taylor refused to think about the woman who decided after 11 years of marriage and 10 years as a mother that she didn't want it anymore and up and left them without so much as a note. Instead, she went ahead and took a shower and then went back to the hospital. When she got to the hospital, she immediately went to her father's room. She walked up to the room and found a nurse readjusting his IV and changed his chart.
"How is he?" Taylor called out to the nurse.
"Are you his daughter?" the nurse said in a heavy southern accent.
"Yes," said Taylor as she laid her coat against the chair and walked over to her father and kissed him on the forehead.
"He's stable as far as his chart says. There has been no change since the night before."
Taylor nodded solemnly and looked at her father. He was so pale and seemed so helpless. Taylor wished it was her in the bed, not her father, fighting for his life. He had been sick for the last year and although she tried to get him to see a doctor, she wasn't hearing it and the accident was just a blow to his failing health.
"Don't worry hun, Dr. Bauman is the best doctor in the hospital, your father is in great hands."
"Really? He because he seemed like a real asshole last night."
"That's just his nature. He comes off as a dick but his skills as a doctor make up for his shitty personality," the nurse said.
Taylor smiled at her. The nurse reminded her lot of Sharpay but the nurse was a brunette with grey eyes.
"I'm Taylor by the way," she said sticking out her hand for the nurse to shake.
"Renee," she replied shaking Taylor's hand.
"Nice to meet you Renee, and thank you for taking care of my father."
"No problem hun, it's my job, but more than that, I love what I do, now if you'll excuse me, I have more patients to tend to. Keep your head up Taylor, God knows what he's doing," Renee said before giving Taylor a small smile and leaving the room.
Taylor walked over to her father and pulled up a chair next to his bedside and sat next to him.
"Hey daddy, I'm back. Sharpay and Kelsi give their love and want you to get better. You know they can't function without you telling them that you feel for their future husbands every time you see them," said Taylor with a laugh.
"Daddy, I need you to wake up. I can't lose you too. I need you to walk me down the aisle when that time comes; I need you to be there to see the birth of your grandchildren. I need you in my life period Daddy!" Taylor took her father's hand in hers and laid her head on the bed against his hand. She cried silently before her head shot up. Her father wasn't the only one involved in the accident.
I'll be right back," Taylor said before squeezing his hand and going over to the nurse's station.
"Hi, I'm looking for the other person involved in a car accident last night. I don't know their name but I know that it was a two vehicle accident and I think they were in surgery last night. The other party was Robert McKessie."
"Taylor?" Renee said as she looked up from the file she was reading.
"Renee? I thought that were you but I didn't recognize you."
"Yeah, I change hairstyles throughout the day. This is number 3. You said you were looking for someone?"
"Yeah, the other party in my father's car accident."
"I can't give you that information, shug." Renee replied.
"You can't? I just wanted to see if they're alright, no harm, no foul."
Renee let out a sigh and began looking through the computer.
"I could lose my job for this," she said shaking her head.
"I promise I won't bother them, I just wanted to talk to them."
"Her name is Lucille Bolton and she's in room 214."
"Thank you, Renee, I owe you."
"No you don't, just don't cause a scene," Renee said with a smirk as she turned back to her file. Taylor gave the nurse a smile and then went towards the room next door to her father.
"Mrs. Bolton?" Taylor called out as she knocked softly on the door.
"Yes? Are you another nurse?"
"No ma'am, my name is Taylor McKessie; you were involved with a car accident with my father last night."
"Oh, alright. Well, come on in," Lucille said as she sat up in bed slowly.
Taylor got a chair and pulled it near Lucille's bed.
"You can come closer than that, I don't bite!" Lucille said beckoning Taylor closer. Taylor smiled at the woman and pulled her chair closer to the bed.
"Now you said that your father was involved in the accident as well?"
"Yes, his name is Robert McKessie. I went into surgery last night and fell into a coma."
"I'm sorry to hear that, dear."
"I-I just want him to wake up, he's all I have after my mother left us, we'll all I have besides my two best friends, but as a parental unit, he's all I have…and I'm a total stranger and you probably don't want to hear my life story so I'm going to shut up now," said Taylor as she moved to get up from the chair and walk out of the room.
"You don't have to leave, Taylor."
"I'm sorry, I'm dumping all of this on you and you don't even know me, you should probably hate me after what my father did."
"I don't hate you or your father, as long as he wasn't drunk, I have no animosity towards your father."
"Thank you, I don't know what caused the accident but I know he wasn't drunk, my father doesn't drink."
"That's good. It ruins the liver," Lucille said with a chuckle. Taylor went back to sit with Lucille and spent the time talking when Lucille noticed her son in the doorway. Taylor looked up and saw her son, the same person who called her a bitch the night before. Although she didn't like what she saw last night, she had to admit that he was attractive. The blue in his tie really brought out the blue in his eyes. Taylor let her eyes drift to his broad chest and shoulders and she bit her lip. The young man was more than just plain attractive. He was downright, fuck-me-where-I'm-standing-right-now attractive. She was brought back to reality by Lucille calling out to him.
"Troy, you're here early."
"Well, it's after 1, that's all that matters, isn't it," he said as he walked over to him. The baritone in his voice shook her to her core but she quickly shook it off because she didn't want to be in his presence longer than she had to.
"I should be going now," Taylor said as she moved to get up from the chair.
"Did I interrupt something?" Troy asked.
"No, I was just leaving. It was nice meeting you Mrs. Bolton and I hope your recovery is quick," Taylor said to Lucille as she left the room. She went back to her father's room and sat back in the chair.
"Damn," she said as she thought back to Troy. Last night she didn't focus on him much but today she had gotten a good look at him and he was fine! She sat with her father and texted Sharpay before hunger got the best of her and she went to the vending machine to get something to snack on. She went to the vending machine and selected a bag of M&Ms but when they were coming out of the machine, they got stuck.
"Son of a bitch!" she said as she hit the vending machine with her fist and tried to push it with her body but to no avail.
"Here, why don't you let…me?" Troy said as he bum rushed the vending machine to cause the dangling bag of M&Ms to fall.
"Uh…Thanks," Taylor said not really sure what to think about the man who called her a bitch the night before coming to her vending machine rescue. He could really do some damage with those blue eyes, Taylor thought to herself.
Troy got the M&Ms out of the vending machine and handed it to her.
"No problem, I think we got off on the wrong foot last night, um…what's your name?"
"My name's Taylor McKessie."
"Troy Bolton." Troy replied back as he shook her hand. "I just wanted to apologize."
"Why?" Taylor replied catching him off guard.
"Why? What do you mean why?" Troy countered.
"Why are you trying to apologize to me now? You should've apologized when you bumped into me," said Taylor opening the bag of M&Ms.
"I should've apologized last night? You bumped into me!"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me! I'm trying to be the better person here by apologizing for something I didn't do," Troy exclaimed.
"Well let me save you the trouble," Taylor said throwing the bag of M&Ms at Troy and walking away from him.
Why does he aggravate me so much? I hardly know him! And until a few minutes ago, I didn't even know his name! Taylor shook her head. She needed to get back to work on her paper and call her job at West High seeing as she hadn't notified her of her father's accident. She was a chemistry teacher and knew that she would be able to concentrate on her class and school at the time. She'd have to make sure that she had a sub for the length of time she was going to be out, which she didn't know yet.
She got her coat and kissed her father on the forehead before leaving out of the room. She saw Troy and frowned at him before saying goodbye to Renee and walking out of the hospital doors to her car.
There goes Chapter 4. I hope you all enjoyed it. If there's anything you'd like to see added in here, please let me know. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME & ATTENTION!
