"Is that why that bitch pushed me?" Megan yelled as Troy placed his keys down on the coffee table. Is apartment was empty because Chad was stay late with Taylor to go over seating arrangements.
"No." Troy said as he looked over at Megan. "In fact she insisted that I tell you." He said hold a hand up in surrender.
"You weren't going to tell me?" Megan yelled as she threw herself down on the couch.
"What's the point in knowing I knew we were just going to fight about it?" Troy said as he walked into the kitchen.
Getting up from the couch she let out a shriek. "well you thought right, How could you keep this from me I must have looked like an idiot when I was trying to be nice to her." Megan said as she stepping into the kitchen to see Troy standing there with both hands on the counter top.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He said looking up at her "But I don't see what the problem is it was three years ago." He said fisting his hands on the counter.
"Because ex-girlfriends don't look like that Troy." she said point at an invisible person behind her.
"Look like what." He said trying to understand.
"Like a fucking Playboy Bunny." She screamed
"What does that have to do with anything?" he yelled back confused.
"Why weren't you going to tell me about her Troy?"
"Because she doesn't matter now."
"Doesn't seem like it when she all over you on the field." She said crossing her arms.
"I'm a man what am I suppose to do let her fall with me on top and not even ask if she is alright."
"Of course not, because you were too busy with the Chase!" She yelled as her hair flew everywhere.
"I loved her but now I'm with you, you're the one the one I'm taking to the wedding, the one I brought home, I care about you; I'm here with you." He yelled slamming a hand down on the counter.
There was silence as Megan looked up at him. There was anger in his eyes and she turned around to walk out.
Rolling his eyes he ran both hands through his hair and followed her into the living room where he saw her grab her purse. "Where are you going?" he said in low voice.
"I'm going home away from you." She said
"Why?"
"Because you loved her and you don't just fall out of love with some, especially if you don't tell your girlfriend about them in the first place." She said reaching for the door before she pulled it open she turned around and looked at him again. "And because in that sentence I was the but." She said before walking through the door and slamming it behind her.
Troy placed both his hands on his hips and looked up at the ceiling. Gabriella was right. It was his fault for not telling Megan. Walking over to the couch he let himself fall as he thought about Megan and what she was feeling. He couldn't just go after her not after the hurt he saw in her eyes. He felt like a heal and ass for saying what he did. He'd been with Megan for two years and now just because Gabriella was around he was going to throw it away. He loved Gabriella but they couldn't make it work he loved Megan and they could make it work. Rubbing a hand over his face he took a deep breath and got up from couch. He needed to do something walking over he grabbed his keys and headed for the door.
Looking down at the bottle of the glass she placed it back on the counter top. Looking up at the bartender she motioned for another glass and took a deep breath as she watch the bartender make her drink. She felt like shit and she couldn't take staying at the house. Gabriella pulled the clip from her hair and let it tumble down around her shoulders. She needed to get a grip on herself and recuperate. In the last week she'd become a Maid of Honor, Befriended her enemy for no other reason then to talk to some one other Troy, She'd helped put together a wedding, made amends with Troy, almost tried to kill his girlfriend and then seduce him and then threaten him. Letting out a long sigh she nodded in thanks to the bartender as he placed the glass in front of her.
This is what happened when men became a part of your life. Bar was almost deserted but she didn't expect a whopping crowd on a Wednesday night either. Night owl part of her missed New York and all the things she could be getting herself into. Instead she was sitting at a bar somewhere in Albuquerque listening to really old and horrible country songs coming out of a music box. She hated small towns.
" Excuse me miss is this seat empty?" said a man who was standing beside her looking up at him she noticed he was the same man who had been sitting at the end of the bar staring at her.
"Yes, and this one will be too if you sit down." She said lifting her glass.
The man was silent for a moment as he looked down at her almost as if he was trying to place her. "Haven't we met before?"
"Yes, I'm the receptionist at the VD Clinic." She said giving the man a fake smile. "How did those results come out." She said as if she were truly interested.
"Yep same smart ass you use to be." He said before sitting down. "Steve." He said offering his hand.
"Hello Steve, Good Bye Steve." She said moving to get up from her seat.
"Hold on there, Damn woman." He said lifting his beer. "First you kiss me then you kick me now three years later your trying to give me the brush off." Finishing his beer and looked at the Bartender and motioned for another one.
"Steven Conner?" she said as a vivid memory of this man being held back by Troy ran though her head.
Flash back~~~~~~
Taking a step forward he brought his hand up. He was going to smack her and she wasn't going to go down without a fight. Gabriella lifted her foot and kicked as hard as she could at his dick. She heard the pricing scream follow and knew she hit it but when she looked at him his hand was held in the air by another. Not sure what the hell was happening she took a step back. People were staring at the scene before her and she realized Troy was the one holding his hand.
"Connor I think you go to the nurse about that." Troy said with a chuckle.
Steven was about to bring his other hand around to grab Troy but as soon as he could think Troy jerk his hand around and brought it up his back making Steven scream again in pain.
"Bad move." Troy said.
People had gathered around the boys and Gabriella watched Troy and Steven with a new found interest.
"Now apologize to her." Troy said jerking his arm further back.
"Shit, I'm sorry." he grunted.
Troy jerked his arm back more "Say like you mean it."
Making a wincing noise Steven leaned his head back and then forward. "I'm really sorry Gabriella."
End of flash back~~~~~~
"Yep." He said grabbing the beer bottle as the bartender sat it down.
Thinking for a moment about her options she looked at him again and sat down. "So what bring you to the bar?" she asked cautiously not sure where this was going.
"My girlfriend pregnant." He said lifting the bottle up.
"Congratulations?" she said unsure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
"I guess now I got to marry her or something." He said looking at the bottle. "Make it right I guess."
Gabriella took a sip of her drink and set it down. "Seems like you have second thoughts?" she said dipping her finger into the puddle on the counter top from the sweat on her glass.
"Well I know it's mine cause the days add up right it's just I not sure about having it. Were both so young you know." He said shrugging his shoulders.
"You weren't so young when stuck it in there." Gabriella said as she raised a brow.
"Yeah I know." He said looking down. "I love her with all my heart and I really want to be good dad just don't know how?"
"Well do you have a job something that pays you enough to take care of a baby." She asked looking at him with serenity.
"No but I'm going to school to learn how to sell real estate." He said looking up at her.
"Well that's a start. When is she due?"
"In March." He said with a sigh. "I Graduate in May."
"Well I'm sure by then you'll be able to figure out something. I mean surly you can get a side job that just enough to pay for right now and put a little to the side." she said placing a hand on his shoulder. "If you want be there for the baby as much as you say you do then this should all be worth it. If you love her and she makes you as happy as ever than standing by her side isn't going to be that hard." She added looking at the bar top.
"I'm scared." He said lifting the bottle again.
"Trust me she probably just as scared shitless as you are she's about to become a mom and lose her figure all at once."
"She'll look beautiful even if she gains 200 pounds." He said with a smile.
"Then treat her right and work with her, neither of you are going to be able to do this alone and if you try it's just going to be a mess and your kid going to be the next Hannibal." She said then paused. "Work together and use the love you have for each other as a comfort because no matter how much your not ready or scared to death, that little baby is going to come out and he's going to be so weak and helpless , he'll need his parents." Watching him take another sig of beer she looked in the mirror behind the bar at the woman she was sure was herself. When the fuck did she become so wise? Looking back at him she waited for him to finish his sip.
"Well I'll tell you right now this isn't going to help." She said taking the beer from his hands.
"Guess not." He said in a defeated tone.
" Friedrich Nietzsche said that he who has a why to live for, can bear almost any how." She said with a smile as she looked at the beer sitting on the counter top. "and if you don't by that Robert Louis Stevenson said that everyone who got where he is has had to begin where he was"
Steve smiled as he looked up at her. "I'm sorry for what I did to you." He said looking a bit better then he had moments before.
"Every man is Destin for a few fuck ups every now and then. It's what keeps them humble." She said with a smile.
"You and Bolton still together?" he said pulling out his wallet.
"No that's a ship that's sailed right out of the harbor." She said looking back down at her own drink.
"Well it's a shame you two were good together. And if you ask me he needed someone like you just as much as you needed someone like him." Steve said as he got up from his seat.
"Story of my life Romeo." She said giving him a sideways glance.
"Well it was nice talking to you but I got a resume to adjust." He said with a smile.
"Glad to know I could help." She said waving a hand as he walked away.
Gabriella sat once again alone at the bar this time in complete bewilderment as she thought about the conversation and advice she'd given him. Where on earth had that come from?