"Delivery for a Gabriella Montez," came a voice as I opened the front door.
"Another one?" I sighed, taking it.
"Yes," the man confirmed, it was the 3rd time he had been this week, the 16th time I'd got a delivery.
I signed for it and took it inside, handing it straight to Ellie.
"Put it with the others," I spoke.
"He's not gonna give up you know," she pointed out.
"He'll get the message," I claimed, "eventually,"
"He's already got the message Brie," she told me, "he's just ignoring it, you should talk to him."
"I can't," I insisted.
"You can and you will," Ellie ordered. "You've put your life on hold for me for way too long, your going to talk to him, and your going to talk to him today,"
"I can't," I tried to refuse as my cell alerted me that I had another message.
I picked it up, thinking I'd be glad of the reason to get away from my cousin, I was wrong, but I didn't notice it till I read the message.
U get the flowers??
Luv u, Troy
I sighed, looking at the message, I knew Ellie was right, he wasn't going to give up, it just wasn't who he was.
"You heard me singing, didn't you?" Ellie asked.
That got my attention; she'd known I was there?
"I heard you, I knew you were there," Ellie explained, obviously noticing my confused face. "I don't mind, Brent used to do the same,"
"Brent used to listen to you sing?" I questioned.
"All the time, he wasn't like a normal brother, he took an interest in my life," She smiled at the thought of her brother.
"Tyler did aswell, with me, not you, he used to always ask how I was doing at school, he asked about my friends a lot, mainly Troy, but, not so much now, now he barely speaks," I sighed.
"Not since I came anyway," Ellie mentioned.
There she goes again, blaming herself for my life changing, when's she going to get it through her head that this is not her fault, she was standing, gazing out of the lounge window, I wasn't expecting her to say anything, but she did, just a few words, "told you you'd speak to him, open the door,"
For some reason I followed her orders, now or never I guess, and I didn't have to make it easy for him anyway.
He hugged me as soon as the door opened; I pulled back, "no, your not forgiven,"
"Didn't Ellie talk to you?" He asked.
"Yeah, she did," I confirmed, "that doesn't make it okay,"
"What do you want me to do? Tell me what you want me to say and I'll say it." He started pleading.
"You don't get it do you Troy," I interrupted, "I don't want you to know what to say, I want you to mean what you say, and I don't want countless presents to make up for this, it won't work,"
"Taylor said, actions speak louder than words, so I figured…"He began.
"Actions, Troy, not presents," I said, remaining calm, "you can't spend money and expect me to come running, that will never be enough."
"I know," He admitted, "but you are so worth it, I'm sorry ok, I shouldn't have ever even thought what I did, I was wrong."
"It's not enough," I sighed, beginning to close the door.
"Gabi, please, I Love you," He begged.
That stopped me, did he just say love?
Sorry but I have to leave it there, because I have to update my other story.