Troy sat staring at the full plate in front of him. This was different, chicken, potatoes, gravy, milk, all in one meal. All in one day. And it was good. It was really good. He felt the warmth of the meal consuming his body comfortably.
"Thanks" He said, starting to get used to the feminine voice.
Maria Montez smiled at who she though was her daughter. The phone rang and she scurried out of the kitchen to answer the awating caller.
"Hello?..Oh hello Monique, no Taylor's not here..Well I don't know where she could be..Yes of course I'll tell her your looking for her if I see her..alright..bye bye.."
Maria returned to the room looking slightly confused.
"What was that about?" Troy question tilting his head slightly to the side.
"Gabby do you know where Taylor is?" Gabby he though. I wonder whats happening to her right now. He frowned.
"Gabby?"
Troy looked up. "Sorry..no I don't. Why?"
"Well, Mrs. McKessie said she was staying after school to tutor Chad Danforth and she hasn't returned home yet." Troy furrowed his brow in confusion.
He thought for a moment then figured Gabriella had Taylor's number on her phone. "I'll go call her."
"Mrs.Mckessie already tried that, dear."
"I'll try again." He said and hurried up the stairs to Gabriella's room.
Troy flicked open her phone and searched through her contacts. Most of which were chess club members and members of the decathalon team.
He found Taylors name and selected it, pressing the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" Came a panting voice.
"Taylor?"
"Gabby? Why are youcalling me. After this morning I thought you wouldn't...wouldn't.." He heard Taylor whisper a few giggles and 'stop I'm on the phone's "want to" giggle "Talk to me..."
Troy blinked in confusion. "No, I just was concentration on the prob-..who are you with?!" He exclaimed after hearing another fit of giggles. His eyes widened. CHAD!
"Just, a friend."
"Oh my god, your with- Oh my god!" He hung up and threw the phone on the bed. "EWWW!!"
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Gabriella had managed to escape to Troy's room today. Though she knew running would only make tomorrow worse, at least she would heal a little be before then.
Her stomach ached terribly. She hadn't eaten since yesterday. Gabriella, unable to sleep yet, realized she had a while and not much to do. So much time, so little to do.
She sighed and looked around Troy's trashed room. Well, at least she make her stay a little bit more comfortable.
Gabriella started by piling the stained shirts in one pile, then finding an empty basket and tossing the dirty clothes into it. Next she went through the things on the floor. Throwing trash in the bin and other things on the bed.
Gabriella pushed the mattresses back level with each other and found a blanket hanging out from the closet.
She then moved the trash bin into the corner and the dirty clothes basket at the foot of the bed. As for the stained shirts, she threw them away, those stains were a permanent part of Troy's past that would stay with him forever.
Gabriella sorted through the random Cd's, pencils, medals, and trophies she had removed from Troy's floor.
She stopped when she noticed a journal on the bottom of the pile. Gabriella sighed, there was no point to reading it. She knew all about Troy, what was happening, why it was happening, and everything else. She was Troy.
Gabriella lined the trophies across Troy's dresser, hung his medals on the wall, and stacked the Cd's in his desk drawer.
Gabriella gingerly placed the journal under his pillow, carefull not to make too much noise.
She skimmed the room with her eyes to smile lightly at her success. The room looked neat, organized, and almost normal. She finished her work by placing the blanket over his bed.
Gabriella sighed and looked at the clock by Troy's bed. It was ten o'clock PM. She layed the aching body she possessed into the bed, imagining that she was back home, under her comforter, in her own mind.
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Weeks past, and Gabriella and Troy had grown close, though pretending to hate each other whenever Coach Bolton was around to lessen the impact of Gabriella's beatings, and Albuquerque was in one of the longest droughts it ever had.
Troy sat on Gabriella's bed, used to the feel of the soft blankets, when he felt a strange wetness between his legs. He hadn't peed..he knew he hadn't peed.
Troy stood up and walked over the the bathroom paling at the sight between Gabriella's legs.
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Gabriella groaned in pain on Troy's bed. Another day, another beating. The saddest part was Gabriella was growing used to it.
She had started to do his laundry, and keeping his room clean, finding that the more she exercised the less it hurt.
Gabriella dropped her hand over Troy's phone when it rang, only to be greeted by her own frantic voice.
"Gabriella! Gabriella!"
"Troy" She groaned. "What do you want now?"
"Gabriella." He whispered urgently and paused. "Your bleeding.." Gabriella's eyes widened.
"Down there?"
"Down there." Troy confirmed.
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Sorry I just HAD to make it happen to Troy. ;) Last chapter I got about 5 reviews. Give me 10 and I'll be happy. :)
