Forever, My Guardian Angel
by: LunarEclipse360
Disclaimer: I want to so badly
Chapter 6
Tuesday June 13, 2006
My cheek still stung when I got up the next morning. I walked into the bathroom to shower and I took one look in the mirror, wincing at the black and blue mark on my face. I sighed and turned on the shower. I took a five minute shower then went back in my room to change. I stood at my vanity, staring at the mark on my face and wondering what Troy will say if he saw it.
"He won't see it" I said to no one and grabbed my unused make-up. I applied it carefully to my bruised cheek then finished changing.
I ran downstairs and out the door minutes later. Troy was in the same spot he was yesterday, standing against his car, giving me his million dollar smile.
"Morning" he said as I walked up to him.
"Morning." our lips touched and he pulled me closer to him. "Troy..."
"Okay. Okay" he opened the door and I got in. Minutes later we pulled up to the school and he parked his car. "I'll see you in homeroom." he said as he left me at my locker.
"Okay." I opened my locker and took out the things I needed. I felt my cheek sting again and I winced.
"Gabriella are you alright?" I turned my head and saw Taylor looking at me with a confused and worried look on her face. I smiled and nodded.
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Alright well I wanna ask you something" she said excitingly
"Ask away"
"Chad and I are planning on taking a road trip this summer since it's basically our last summer as high schoolers. We wanted to know if you and Troy would like to come with us?"
"Well I don't know about Troy but I would have to ask my mother first."
"Okay well I'll let you get back to me and I'll see you in homeroom" I nodded and she walked away. I sighed, hoping my mother would let me go. I closed my locker and walked to homeroom.
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At lunch, I was walking to the cafeteria when someone pulled me into an empty classroom, closing the door behind us. I turned around and before I could speak, I was silence by the person's lips. I pulled away breathless and opened my eyes, only to be greeted by Troy's blue ones.
"What's gotten into you?"
"I've been waiting all day for that." he said and kissed me again.
"Troy" I said and pulled away. "Down boy" I said jokingly and he chuckled.
"Since when do you wear make-up?" he asked when he caressed my cheek.
"Um...I just thought I'd be different today and wear it." I lied, trying to look anywhere but at him.
"Gabi" he said, seriously and I looked at him. "What's wrong? Really?"
"There's nothing wrong." I said and walked away from me.
"Gabriella" he grabbed my arm and I stopped. "Please Gabi tell me"
"It's nothing Troy." I said softly as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him.
"If someone's hurting you please say something to me." he whispered against my neck and I felt tears sting the corners of my eyes. Troy has been nothing but there for me and here I am lying to him, again. I entwined my left hand with his right and turned around in his arms.
"Troy..." I said looking into his eyes. "I wanna tell you, I really do. But I'm afraid."
"Afraid of what?" he asked stroking my cheek softly "What's that?" he asked looking at my cheek. That's when I realized he saw the bruise and I covered my cheek.
"It's nothing"
"Gabriella that's not nothing. That is a black and blue mark. What happened?"
"I ran into a door that's all."
"You're lying"
"How do you know? You weren't there" I yelled and he looked at my in surprise. I was surprised at myself. I would never yell at him and here I was yelling at him. "I'm sorry" I whispered and ran out of the room.
I ran all the way to the nearest girls' bathroom, breaking down the second the door was closed. I was lying to him and it was hurting me.
"Gabriella" I heard him say from the other side of the door. "Come out please."
"Just go away Troy...please."
"Either you come out or I'm coming in." he said ignoring what I had just said. I didn't answer him, I just sat on the floor crying my eyes out. "Okay I'm coming in." he opened the door and walked over to me. He kneeled beside me and I just looked at him.
"Why do you put up with me?" I asked and he kissed my forehead.
"Because I love you and I would never leave you."
"Promise?"
"I promise with all my heart." he smiled at me then stood up. "Come on" he outstretched his hand and I took it. He pulled me up and into a hug. "If he's hurting you please tell me." he whispered into my ear and I knew who he was talking about. I nodded and he pulled away, wiping the tears from my face. "Let's go eat. I'm starving."
"Kay" I said and we walked out of the girls' bathroom. If there was anyone else around that would have looked really weird. "Troy?"
"Hm?"
"Are you going on that road trip that Chad and Taylor planned out?"
"Yeah. You?"
"I have to ask first" he nodded and that was the end of that. We walked the rest of the way in silence.
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Once I got home, I went straight into the kitchen. I spotted my mother at the stove and I took a deep breath.
"Mom"
"Hmm?"
"My friend Taylor is going on a road trip this summer and she wanted to know if I could go. So can I?"
"Sure sweetheart" I smiled but my happy moment was shattered when my father spoke up.
"Are there guys going?" he asked and my mother looked at me.
"It's just her boyfriend and...Troy."
"Then you can't go" my father said.
"What?"
"There's guys going."
"It's just Troy."
"And there's your friend's boyfriend."
"But I know him and he's really nice and he's Troy's best friend."
"I don't care you're not going. As long as there's guys going you're not going."
"Mom?" I looked at my mother, who had turned back to the stove. I knew what was coming and I was dreading it.
"You're father's right."
"But mom..."
"You're too young to go out on something like that with guys there."
"But mom you know Troy. You know he would never do anything to me."
"How can we be so sure?" my father asked "Guys think of only one thing and that's getting into your pants."
"But Troy's not like that. He's different from the rest of them."
"That's what he makes it seem like but he knows what he wants."
"You're wrong. Troy isn't like that. Sure he may think it but he doesn't act on it." I yelled and my father walked up to me. I knew what was coming but I couldn't move. The time went by so slow, it felt like forever when it was only a minute that he walked up to me and slapped me so hard I fell to the floor.
"You do not take that tone with me. I'm your father and I say you're not going." he yelled. I looked at him then at my mother before running up to my room and slamming my door.