Chapter 6 – She was Wrong

AN: Hey guys! I am so pleased with the amount of reviews that I got for the last chapter. I am really happy that you guys are enjoying this story. Today I'm not going to blab on for you guys, and am going to get right to the story.

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Troy's P.O.V

"Okay, I propose we play a game?" Gabriella smirked.

"Haven't we been doing that for the past couple of days?" Yes, it's true. We have been locked in this room for a couple of days. In that time, we had gotten little food, but has been enough to keep us alive. What has been worrying me the most is that Gabriella's cough and fever have not seemed to go away. Instead, it seems that it is getting worse. She continued to insist that she was getting better. I was starting to doubt it. But for now, I decided to keep the peace with her. We hadn't gotten into a fight since the day she started her fever, and I planned to keep it that way. It was reassuring to just have a normal conversation with her. I haven't had a normal conversation with anyone in a long time. To bad it takes this situation for it to happen.

"Hello?" I was drawn from my thoughts by a hand waving in front of my face.

"What? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking." She smirked; boy she does that a lot.

"Was it about the game?"

"Right! The game. Anyway, I saw that we ask each other five questions." She looked at me curiously.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah seriously. You have a problem with that?"

"Isn't that a girly game?"

"So I'm in touch with my feminine side. Sue me." She giggled. Oh how I loved to hear that giggle. What's wrong with me? Was I falling for Gabriella? No way. Not possible.

"Alright then Mr. Feminine, let's get this game started. You go first."

"Okay." I pretended to think really hard. She laughed again. "Got it! What's your favorite colour?" She looked at me questionably. "What?"

"All that thinking for that question? What, hamster fell off his wheel?"

"Since when did hamsters come into the conversation?"

"You know. There's a little hamster in everyone's brain, and depending on how fast he runs around the wheel, changes how hard the person is thinking."

"Women." I mumbled.

"You know you love me." I blushed, sneakily scratching my head at the time in an attempt to hide it from her. She didn't seem to notice.

"You never answered my question."

"Hmm… blue." I laughed. "What?"

"I would have taken you to be a pink kind of girl." She laughed as well.

"Nah. That's Sharpay's category."

"Cool." We were silent for a little while.

"Is that how long it's going to answer all of the questions?"

"Depends on if you comment or not."

"You started it." She always made me smile. Wait, were we flirting? Again? Wow. I can swear I never thought that was going to happen again.

"Whatever. What's you question?"

"Um, what is something that most people don't know about you." I looked down. "Don't worry, I won't laugh." I looked back up at her.

"I like to sing."

"Really?"

"Yeah." I said sheepishly.

"Hey, it's okay. I love to sing!"

"Really?" Before she could answer, there was a click and the metal door was thrown open.

"Hey guys, how are you?" 'Boss' said in a mocking tone. As Gabriella and I had secretly decided, we were going to ignore him. "Answer me!"

Silence.

"I SAID ANSWER ME!" He yelled, and stormed into the room grabbing Gabriella by the neck. The look of fear in her eyes broke my heart.

"We're doing terrible. Worst we've ever felt in our lives." I answered quickly, hoping he would release Gabriella. Unfortunately, I had no such luck.

"And why didn't you do that the first time?" He said, and shook Gabriella to prove his time.

"Slow morning." I responded.

"You really are getting on my nerves boy. Maybe I should separate the two of you so that you can be punished." Fear spread through Gabriella's and my face. Before he could say any more, Gabriella coughed.

"Gross! I don't want to get sick!" 'Boss' said as he dropped Gabriella to the ground. She landed in a little ball on the ground. "I'm getting out of here. Hope you feel better!" He said, laughing as he walked out of the room and locked the door shut. I rushed over to Gabriella's side.

"Are you okay?" She shifted and looked up at me.

"Ye…no." She said as she clutched her forehead.

"Brie?" Yes, I did start using a nickname for her.

"My head. It hurts." I placed my hand on her forehead, to feel that it was even hotter than earlier.

"Brie, you're burning up."

"Mmm." She mumbled. Her hand was still tightly gripping her forehead. "Troy…" she mumbled.

"Shh it's okay." I gathered her in my arms and carried her to the cot. Once I laid her down, I saw she was shivering. I put her in my hoodie as well as covered her with both blankets, but she was still shivering. I honestly didn't know what to do. I'd never had to deal with someone who was sick before. I looked around the room, wracking my brain for any memories of what my mom used to do for me when I wasn't feeling well.

"Aha!" I quietly praised myself as I walked towards the bookshelf and grabbed one of the water bottles we had. Two days ago we have been given four, and we had only drunken one of them, so there were still three. I noticed that there was also a small rag, which I grabbed. Going back to Gabriella, I sat down on the ground beside her, wetting the rag with a tiny bit of water. I gently began dabbing it to her forehead.

"Mmm." She mumbled again.

"Does that feel good?"

"Yes." She whispered. I continued to dab the water-soaked cloth to her flaming forehead. We stayed quiet for a while, until she spoke up again.

"Troy."

"Yeah Brie?"

"You know how you were talking to me about singing earlier?"

"Yeah."

"Can you sing to me?" I smiled.

"Sure." And then I began to sing a familiar melody in my mind.

I love the way you smile

When I look in your eyes

I love the way you laugh

When I try to be funny

I continued dabbing her forehead while singing to her, her eyes staring into mine.

And how a tear rolls down your face

When I say, 'no one could ever take your place'

And baby when you sleep, I watch you, breathing

And Baby when you dream, I dream with you

Cause everywhere you are, is where I want to be

It's True

Everything you do

Makes me know how much I love you

She smiled up at me, and I couldn't help but hope that it was because she felt the lyrics of the song as much as I was.

They way you touch my lips

Right after every kiss

And softly whisper

That I be your everything

The way you pray our love won't die

Every night just before you close your eyes

I took my other hand and started stroking her head while I continued to dab the wet rag to her forehead. Gabriella's eyes slowly began to close, and I knew that she was really tired.

And baby when you sleep, I watch you, breathing

And Baby when you dream, I dream with you

Cause everywhere you are, is where I want to be

It's True

Everything you do

Makes me know how much I love you

And I believe, something's are meant to be

As sure as there is love

Yours is meant for me

Gabriella's steady breaths were heard, and I knew that she was now asleep. I was grateful that I had managed to lull her into a restless sleep, in hopes that she would heal as she slept.

And baby when you sleep, I watch you, breathing

And Baby when you dream, I dream with you

Cause everywhere you are, is where I want to be

It's True

Everything you do

Makes me know how much I love you

And baby when you sleep, I watch you, breathing

And Baby when you dream, I dream with you

Cause everywhere you are, is where I want to be

It's True

Everything you do

Makes me know how much I love you

I sat there for a while, watching Gabriella sleep. When all of the water was used up from the rag, I placed it and the bottle back on the bookshelf, ready to use when she woke up. I went back to the cot and sat down beside Gabriella, stroking her hair in a soothing motion. My thoughts swarmed through my head, but one seemed to be taking priority.

I was worried.

Gabriella had insisted that she was going to get better in a couple of days. That is was just a 24-hour cold.

She was Wrong.

As I continued to stroke her hair, I did something that I hadn't done in a very long time. Something that my parents had always insisted I go, but never felt a true need to. I always thought I was the 'bit man on campus', but I knew that this was not in my power. This was in the power of someone bigger.

As I sat there, I prayed.

Prayed that our families would remain safe. Prayed that we would get out of there safe. And, most importantly…

Prayed that Gabriella would get better.

If she didn't, the ending result would be disastrous.

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AN: Wow. The storyline is really starting to form. I know that I didn't include any Sharpay/the rest of the gang in this chapter, but I really wanted to set the storyline for Troy and Gabriella further along. I promise that I will include Sharpay and the investigation's progression in the next chapter.

As you can see, one of the major problems that they will encounter while kidnapped is arising. I hope you guys like this little twist.

Working hard to get the chapters out to you!

Luv all of you lots!

Xoxo,

Lar