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Summary: Gabriella and Troy Bolton, a happily married couple in Tucson, teach together at the local high school. In one solid year, they have grown to be the most likable teachers in town. Christopher Jones, a junior who has been transferred to Gabriella's class, soon takes an inappropriate liking to Gabriella. Causing nothing but destruction in her life, he soon becomes a threat to the couple and their lives.
The Seduction of Christopher Jones
Chapter Nine
Gabriella sat across from the detective in the questioning room, rubbing her flat stomach. She had been sitting there on the metal, cold chair for nearly an hour and a half. She was getting annoyed and anxious. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be with her husband and start planning for their baby.
But then again, she wanted to end everything with Christopher. She wanted her life back. She wanted to be back at her beautiful home with her husband. She wanted to be able to find out the gender of her baby in a few months and start painting their guest bedroom. She wanted to plan the soccer games, academics, and family vacations. She just wanted a normal life again.
The detective finally walked in, holding a folder. "Hello, Gabriella."
"I'd like to go home," said Gabriella. She was still rubbing her belly.
"I can't let you go yet," he said. He sat across from her and sighed, folding his hands on the table. "Tell me."
"Tell you what?" scoffed Gabriella.
"How did you meet Christopher?" he asked.
Gabriella sighed. "He was my student. He got transferred into my history class. I was told that he was a smart and popular kid. I thought nothing of him."
"Anything else?" asked the detective.
"He came to me and asked for tutoring. He explained that he wanted to stay caught up so he could keep playing basketball. I accepted. I wouldn't turn down a student who needed help. I found it to be very platonic," she explained calmly.
"But, it wasn't. Correct?"
Gabriella rolled her eyes. "Obviously not. It was a big mistake."
The detective paused. "How is your marriage?"
Gabriella looked at him strangely. Why did he have to ask her about her marriage? "Everything is fine. We love each other. Obviously, my husband is worried about me. Especially now that we are expecting."
"I offer my congratulations," commented the detective.
"Whatever."
Troy crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his foot impatiently. He checked his phone and sighed. He was growing completely anxious. He wanted Gabriella home and he wanted to start caring for their child. He wanted to have his happy marriage back.
"Troy."
He turned around to see a man his height, but slightly older. He had shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. He had the same build as Troy, too. He was McKenna's husband. He was a defense lawyer and Troy felt it was best to call him up for this case, especially since they were good friends. He knew he could trust David.
Troy shook his hand. "Hey."
"Don't worry, okay? We're going to win this. Christopher has nothing against us. He's just a kid. We have a woman that a whole town trusts," explained David.
Troy chuckled dryly and shook his head, sighing. "David, this couldn't have come at the worst time."
"Why?" he asked curiously.
Troy paused. "Gabriella is pregnant."
David smiled and nodded, hugging him. "Congratulations, man."
"Thanks," said Troy, stepping back. "We need to win."
"We will. I will win this case for you, your wife, and your baby," promised David, nodding.
"How did things start?" asked the detective.
Gabriella wasn't up to reliving the moments with Christopher. "He started flirting with me and harassing me. He'd keep trying to deny it in public, though. When class would be over, he'd stay behind and try to kiss me and stuff. I told the principal, but he didn't really believe me. Troy told his parents, too. Now, here we are."
"Why did you run, Gabriella? If you are innocent." The detective looked at her curiously.
"What do you expect?" shrugged Gabriella. "I was scared. I have a sixteen year old boy harassing me by any way possible and he is stronger than me. I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't go back to that school."
The detective simply looked at her. This was a young woman that had so much more ahead of her in life. She had a family to raise and prepare for. She had a college fund to plan. She had a wonderful career to continue.
"I want to believe you. But, you have to understand. I can't decide all of this. I can't say whether or not something is right or wrong. I can't choose the winner. That's why all of this must go to trial," he explained gently.
Gabriella watched as he stood up and sighed with a shaky breath, walking over to him. "Am I going to jail?"
He looked at her. "Not if you win."
They walked out of the room, but she stopped him. She lowered her voice to a whisper. "Off the record, okay?" She waited for him to nod. "Do you believe me?"
"Off the record, I know something isn't right. There is a missing piece to the puzzle," he said.
Gabriella nodded. "What's your name?"
"Lance," he said.
Gabriella nodded and walked away, quickly heading towards her husband once she spotted him. She was quickly enveloped into his arms tightly, smelling his sweet and musky scent. She nuzzled her nose into his neck.
"Are you okay?" asked Troy, rubbing her back.
Gabriella sighed heavily and looked at him. "I'm fine. I just want all this to be over."
"It will be," said David, touching Gabriella's back.
She turned to him and smiled, hugging him. "Hey, David. I assume you're going to help us?"
"Of course," he said. "I'm going to make sure that I make your family safe again." He paused and smiled. "By the way, congratulations."
Gabriella smiled and touched her stomach. "Thanks. It happened at the wrong time, though."
"Things happen for a reason," said David. "And, I'll make sure that Christopher is out of your life for good."
Troy held Gabriella's hand. "We'll win."
Gabriella chewed on her bottom lip. "I don't want this to become major. I don't want this on the news or anything. I just want it to be over and done."
"I'll do my best," said David.
All they could do now was pray.
Pray and hope.
Author's Note: I am well aware that this chapter is way shorter than the other chapters and I apologize for that. The reason? This is one of those deadly, filler chapters. Think of this as the prologue to the drama that is about to come. Remember tomorrow! Chapter nine of "Wildcat Fever" will be a major curve ball (;
