Dangerous
Chapter 8
I sat on the floor of my room and looking at nothing. It was weird. Whenever there was something you didn't want to see or watch, you could just run away. But whenever there was something inside your head. You couldn't do anything but relive it. Relive that moment that changed you for the better or worse. I pulled my knees to my chest and set my chin on them closing my eyes. I heard the front door open and slam along with many other voices.
After breakfast Sharpay and Taylor went to pick up a shipment. Troy and Zeke along with other workers went someplace. Everyone decided it'd be best if I just stayed home. Of course Chad wasn't around Troy made him go with them. Troy didn't want him anywhere near me. I got up and went downstairs seeing Taylor and Sharpay talking and laughing.
"Hi princess!" Sharpay said. I slightly smiled at them. Taylor waved at me and smiled then opened up one of the black suitcases.
"Holy shit, there's so much." Taylor said. "How did they get this much through security?"
"I have no clue." Sharpay whistled then smiled.
"What is it?" I asked them confused.
"Weed." Sharpay said and my eyes widened. She and Taylor looked at me.
"Have you ever smoked before?" Taylor asked me softly taking out a bundle of marijuana.
"Uh, no." I said softly.
"Do you want to?" Sharpay asked me sitting me.
"N-N-"
"You can't be innocent forever, especially if you're with Troy." The blonde said.
"I-I'm not-"
"You are." They both said together. I looked at Taylor as she rolled me a blunt. I wasn't going to smoke. I didn't want to. I could be innocent, because I wasn't with Troy. I was Troy's. Not in the relationship way. In the possessive way. He owned me. He branded me.
"Just try a little bit." she said and handed it too me. I looked at the blunt between my hands.
"Inhale slowly then breath out." Sharpay instructed.
"Guys I don't know. Will Troy be mad?" I asked them nervously. We all knows what happens when he gets mad, especially at me. The two girls made eye contact with each other. Taylor's eyes had a 'I don't know will he get mad?' look. While Sharpay's had a 'I don't care let's let her have fun' look. They looked at me and shook their heads.
"Most likely, but who cares he's a dick." Sharpay smiled. I slowly brought the blunt to my lips. Sharpay bit her lip trying to hold in her excitement as she lit it for me. I breathed in then tried to breath out but ended up coughing. Taylor had a panicked looked on her face.
"Oh my gosh!" she said. Sharpay looked at her and Taylor sighed. I continued coughing and Sharpay took the blunt out of my hands and patted my back. I recovered then looked at Sharpay unsure. I needed the release. I needed to get those horrid images out of my head. I didn't know exactly what would happen, but I knew I wouldn't think about that day. Think about him. I wanted to forget it. I wanted to forget it all. I closed my eyes then opened them looking at Sharpay.
"I want to try again." I said and the two girls eyes widened. Sharpay handed me the blunt and I took it out of her hands. I breathed in then blew out smoke and smiled. Sharpay and Taylor cheered for me. I giggled and smoked again.
"What are you doing?" Sharpay asked me.
"I'm smoking." I said and giggled. I smoked once again.
"What are you thinking!" Taylor hissed at Sharpay. "When Troy gets back she's going to be high off her ass! That blunt was huge!"
"You made it!" Sharpay hissed.
"You influenced her to smoke." Taylor hissed as I smoked the blunt once again. I looked down the blunt was almost gone. Did I really just smoke this much already? I brought the blunt to my lips and inhaled then exhaled taking the blunt away from my lips then laughed. Sharpay's head snapped at me and she took the weed away from me. I laughed harder. I had to admit. I felt like I was flying. Like I was in a glass plane going over New York and I was looking down at everything all of the building and the skyscrapers. Or maybe I was a bird.
"Her eyes are bloodshot red!" Taylor hissed. "How do we explain this!"
"Calm down. He'll be fine." Sharpay said.
"Easy for you to say." Taylor said. "I don't wanna end up like Ch-"
I stood up then saw stars in the room. Why were there stars in the room. Sharpay and Taylor's argument was quiet. I couldn't hear them anymore. I realized I was in the backyard. I never knew there was a backyard. I saw butterflies in the backyard and ran up to them. They all flew onto me and I giggled.
"I love you butterflies!" I laughed. The butterflies were all different colors and sizes.
"She's high off her ass." Sharpay mumbled. "This isn't good." The blonde was beside me and the butterflies disappeared. I giggled and hugged Sharpay. I loved her so much. She was such a good friend.
"I love you Sharpay, soooo much." I said and poked her nose.
"We're gonna die." Taylor said in front of me.
Suddenly the backdoor was opened and I saw him. Troy. He looked furious. He walked up to us and I immediately attached myself to him once he was in reaching distance. He was perfect. Ugh.
"I love you Troy." I said and cuddled his arm. "You maaake me so happy!" I laughed.
"What the fuck were you thinking!" He shouted. I saw his veins popping out. Uh oh. He was mad. I giggled and covered my mouth. He looked at me. His gorgeous blue eyes full of anger and frustration. "Get the fuck in the house." he snapped to me. I laughed.
"I'd rather be with yoooou." I sang and he rolled his eyes. He looked at two girls.
"Uh,we just uh-" Taylor stuttered. Sharpay rolled her eyes.
"It doesn't matter-"
"I don't fucking want her doing drugs-" Troy shouted.
"Weed is a plant. Hence the Weed Plant." Sharpay said sarcastically and I laughed again. Troy ripped his arm out of my grasp and grabbed my roughly. I laughed. It was so sexy when he was all assertive and dominant. I giggled and fell limply into his arms.
"Take your ass inside Gabriella." he yelled at me and I wrapped my arms around his neck. "This is fucking why! I should-ugh!" he yelled frustrated. He put me over his shoulder and I laughed some more.
"Troy you're gonna make me wet!" I laughed harder.
"Shut the hell up!" he shouted.
"Oh my goodness, you can't yell at a high woman. It going to wear off anyway, so stop freaking out." Sharpay scoffed.
"We're going to sleep." Troy said huskily.
"Sleep." I whined. "I don't wanna sleep." I punched his back as he walked up the stairs.
"Why do you act like a 5 year old." he hissed. He laid me down on the bed then laid beside me.
"Troy." I whined.
"Goodnight." he said.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
"Hi Miss Montez." Mr. Andrews said. He was in his mid-thirties. He was my favorite teacher.
"Hey!" I smiled and he smiled at me. His smile made my stomach turn and I suddenly felt the need to leave. "I'll come by tomorrow, Anna is wait-"
My sentence ended early when he shut his classroom door and pulled the blinds down. I just stared at him.
"W-What are you doing." I asked about to cry. He came toward me and I ran past him to his door. I tried to jingle it but it wouldn't budge. I felt hands grabs my waist and lift me up. I let out a scream.
"SOMEBODY HELP ME!"
He threw me onto his desk and smirked at me.
"Now Miss Montez." he said as his hand trailed down my body from my cheek.
"Please stop it. Please don't do this." I cried. His hand stopped at my belt buckle.
"Why? You're going to enjoy it just as much as I will." he said and his lips went to mine.
I jumped up awake. Startled. I closed my eyes. Never getting high again. I looked and saw Troy not next to me. I sighed running my fingers through my hair.
Why couldn't I forget this? I felt like I was in that same hole I was in when I was 15. When this first happened. Every dream and thought felt more real. It felt like he would walk through the door any minute now and just do it again. I felt tears roll down my eyes. I didn't bother wiping them.
I got out of bed and went downstairs. No one was down there once again. I sat on the couch in the living and pulled my knees to my chest. My chin sitting on knees.
It was the same feeling. The same feeling. That feeling that made me almost end my life. I felt disgusting. I felt dirty. I couldn't wash this dirt off. It wouldn't go away. It didn't matter what I did. Nothing worked. The feeling of Mr. Andrew's hands on body felt real. The feeling of Chad's hands on me felt real. I cried and covered my face.
I heard the door open and looked over seeing Troy walking in. He was wearing a white wife beater and basketball shorts and Nike running shoes. He was looking down at his phone with his earphones in his ear. He didn't notice me sitting on the couch and I didn't want him to notice me. I hugged my legs and buried my face into my knees.
"Why aren't you upstairs?" A voice snapped at me. I looked and saw Troy standing at the bottom of the stairs. I didn't say anything I just hugged my knees tighter. I didn't want to talk I didn't know what to say. He sighed and walked over to me.
"What?" I said softly. He didn't reply. He just scooped me up bridal style into his arms. We got to my, our, his room. He laid me down on the bed and laid beside. His arm went around my waist pulling me into his chest.
"Where did you go?" I asked him quietly.
"I went to the gym then went running." he replied. His finger was trailing up and down my bare arm.
"Stop leaving me." I whispered then fell asleep.
Whenever I fell asleep in Troy's arms or whenever he sleeps beside me. I always sleep good. I sleep through the night. I woke up the next morning and yawned. I saw Troy wasn't there. I frowned and got up going into our bathroom. I opened the medicine cabinet and saw a little orange bottle. I locked the bathroom door and picked up the pills. I closed my eyes and put them back.
I felt all of the memories rush back into my mind. Mr. Andrews. Chad. I don't know why I couldn't just forget both of those stupid memories. Why I can't just stop thinking about them. How come whenever I close my eyes I have to remember what they did to me. I started running myself a bath. Baths were always relaxing. I looked under in the cabinet under the sink for some shampoo and conditioner then spotted something. Razors. I took in a deep breath.
I have never cut myself before. I was always afraid of the pain. Of feeling the pain. But for some reason. I wanted to cut myself. I wanted to drain all the blood from my body. I grabbed on and looking at right wrist. I sat on the floor and crossed my legs. I put the razor on my skin and applied pressure. Blood began oozing out.
I didn't even feel it. It was like I was numb.
I made another cut on my right wrist. Then another one. I switched hands then looked at my left wrist. I put the razor on my skin and made a cut. Then two more. I watched the blood come out of my wrist but felt nothing. I felt no pain. My head felt dizzy. I felt like I was about to pass out. I dropped the razor and leaned back on the wall. My eye lids became heavy. The I closed my eyes.
Troy's POV
I was sitting outside beside Zeke.
"Where's Gabriella?" Taylor asked us confused.
"I don't know. She might be sleep or something." I snapped at her. She rolled her eyes.
"Your bathroom is flooding!" Sharpay said panicking.
"Flooding?"
"I-I think Gabriella is there." the blonde said. I heard her name and I got up running up the stairs. I walked to my bathroom and saw the carpet outside the door soaked. My heart starting beating faster, and my palms got sweaty. She had to be okay. She is okay. I tried to open the door but saw it was locked. I cursed to myself. I broke the door down then my heart stopped. She was unconscious.
"Oh my gosh!" Sharpay cried as she ran into the bathroom behind me. She turned off the water. I ignored her. I looked at her wrists there was blood everywhere.
"I'm going to fucking kill Chad." I gritted. She started acting depressed once he almost...I picked her up and laid her down in my bed. Taylor ran over to us with her medical supplies. She began working on stopping the bleeding on her wrists. While I held onto her. What the hell was she thinking. Why would she do this to herself. I ran my fingers through her hair. She tried to kill herself. Taylor sighed as she wrapped her right wrist then began working on the left one.
"I'm going to kill Chad the first chance I get." I snapped. Sharpay shook her head.
"This doesn't have to do with Chad, Troy." she said sighing.
"How the fuck do you know." I hissed. She rolled her eyes and picked up a cigarette. She lit it then began smoking. As she let out her first puff of smoke she began speaking.
"Because, I do." she hissed back then sighed as she smoked the cancer on a stick. I glared at her and she began explaining herself. "I was talking to her one day, the day after Chad..you know.." she hesitated then looked at me. "She gave me this look in her eyes, like she had baggage but for some reason she can't let it go."
"Bullshit." I snapped and scoffed rolling my eyes. Taylor finished her left wrist then smiled at her.
"She should be awake in a few hours, maybe even this evening." Taylor said. "You should listen to Sharpay, she actually knows what she's talking about." Taylor walked out along with Zeke leaving me, an unconscious Gabriella, and a smoking Sharpay.
"You're full of bullshit." I scoffed and she rolled her eyes.
"Well what if when she wakes up she tries to kill herself again, what if when she wakes up she does kill herself." Sharpay snapped at me her voice full of venom. "You and I both know how you feel about her. I know you're gonna feel like shit when her blood and her death is all on your hands."
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled knowing she was right. "You don't anything about her!"
"I know more about her than you do!" Sharpay yelled. "I know for a fucking fact that you care about her! You care about her to much to let her commit suicide! You care about her enough to not trade her for Evelyn and she's like a sister to you!"
"Shut up!" I yelled at her louder. She put her cigarette out then looked at me standing up.
"There's only one person who has answers for us, and we'd be lucky if she even talks to us." she said quietly.
"Who?" I asked her.
"Anna."
A few hours later I stood at the door of her penthouse. I knocked on the door at least three times and she had yet to answer the door. Sharpay decided she'd stay with Gabriella just in case if she woke up. The door opened and I looked up seeing Anna. Her eyes widened and she shook her head.
"I need to talk to you." I said. She gulped and opened the door wider. I followed her and close the door behind me. I followed her to the living room and sat down on the couch across from her. She looked at me nervously as she fiddled with a pillow that was on her couch.
"What is it?" she asked me quietly.
"It's about Gabriella." I said and she nodded. "She tried to kill herself." I blurted out and Anna tensed up. She looked like she was going to cry. She shook her head.
"Is she okay?" she asked me as she hugged her pillow tighter.
"She's unconscious right now." I said and she closed her eyes.
"Why did she do it?" I asked her and she shook her head. "Anna." I snapped.
"I can't tell you. I'd rather her tell you then me. It's not my place." Anna whispered.
"Why not." I hissed at her and she flinched.
"You just don't understand." she snapped then changed her tone. "You don't get it. She's never opened up to anyone, about this. Not even to me. I only know the basics. She almost tried to kill herself twice when she was 15. Once she tried to drown herself during a bath and the last time was with pills." she said then hesitated. "Before she could even do anything I stopped her." Anna had a tear running down her face. "After the second time she tried, well succeeded in acting like it never happened. She just ignores it." Anna speaks. "We even tried sending her to a therapist and psychiatric. She didn't talk to any of them."
I stood up and decided to leave. Anna let out a breath of relief as I walked out.
I walked into the house and went to my room. I saw Gabriella sitting up.
"What the hell is wrong with you." I hissed at her. She just looked at me and shrugged. "Do you want to fucking die."
She didn't reply she just stared at her bandaged wrists. She started crying. "Gabriella what the fuck were you thinking!" I yelled at her grabbed her arms. She looked at me and cried harder.
"She's never opened up to anyone, about this. Not even to me."
Anna's voice rang in my head as I stared at the brunette. If I wanted her to open up. Then I guess I had to open to her. I let go of her then sighed. I opened my mouth and began telling her a story only James Evans knew.
"I had a sister." I say and she looked up at me. "Her name was Anabella."
Woot Woot! Cliffhanger! There's more about Troy you guys don't know and same for Gabriella! I decided to go in a whole direction than I planned to do. Don't worry, you guys will love it! I'm sorry for not updating last week! I had a very busy week, but now school is winding down and I'm almost done. (Good thing!)
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