Realize: by Ampy009
Chapter 6: Somewhat of a Happy Ending
Sharpay's Perspective
"Gabriella, if we want this baby back, we're going to have to work together. You have to realize that this is not something that we can fight over. This is something that we can work together on."
"I couldn't agree more."
I looked over at Troy. He was frowning, and it was somewhat obvious that he missed the baby almost more than anyone else in this room did.
For days, I was not depressed, but frustrated. I spent all of my spare time between work, and my personal needs, thinking of a way to save my newborn child. I looked in the mirror, and touched my own face. Gently sliding my hand from below my eye to the bottom of my cheek. I looked closer in the mirror. There, standing behind me in my bathroom doorway was the man. The man that was watching me. The man that wants to kill me. The man that has my baby.
"You..."
"Yes, Sharpay. It's me. In the flesh. But can you imagine that only so long ago, we first met. In the 1980's, I remember when you first took your sister away from your family. What was her name? Emily? You wanted her away from you, and you gave yourself that wish."
"No... No!"
"You asked for her to leave, because of all the pain and misery that she caused you! Isn't that it, Sharpay!?"
"No! Stop it!" I covered my ears, only pretending that this helped.
"But did you want this baby to leave you?" It was then that he pulled out a knife, and stared down at my baby.
"Please, don't hurt her..."
"Why didn't you beg for Emily, Sharpay? Hmm? Was it because you wouldn't mind the extra space in your closet? I'm going to hurt you, just like you hurt me!"
I stared at this man, crying.
"Please, don't... I know you won't do this!"
"You don't think I will? You don't think I slit this little girl's throat, right now!?"
I jumped toward him, and pulled off the dark jacket that was covering his face. I now knew who this man was. I now knew why he was after me. It wasn't the same man that was on the plane. It wasn't the man who wants to kill me.
"If you take this away from me, I will make your fucking life miserable, you son of a bitch."
"Then get your plans ready, because my life is about to get a lot worse."
"Dad, don't!"
"You can't consider me your father anymore."
And then blood started to drip from this man's face, as he dropped his knife. I dived for my baby, and caught her.
"We're all in this together." Gabriella smiled, and ran over to me. She gave me a big hug, and then pulled out her cell phone, to dial 911.
"Hello? Yes, my best friend and I just stabbed a man in self defense. No, he was threatening to kill my best friend's baby. 8909 Collision Lane. Thank you for your time, we suggest that you please hurry."
I now had my baby back, and this was amazing news. I wondered if my child would ever remember this.
"Lucky."
"What?" Gabriella had no clue what I was talking about.
"I'm naming her Lucky."
"Why...?"
"Because that's what she is."
"I don't think it was luck. It was all teamwork."
"Gabriella, you have no clue how much I can thank you."
"It wasn't me. It was all you."
"I guess it was a little bit of both of us? We both realized what we needed to do."
Thanks to for being a place to upload stories that were made by ordinary people. I want to thank the creators of High School Musical, and I want to thank Lacey for always being there for me. I edited this story all by myself, it took some hard work. This was just a short story, I'll be having a better horror story soon. I can't really even say that this story is a horror story. It's more of a mystery. So far, I'm not sure what the story will be called.