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Chapter 10.

Troy looked at his sports bag as it stood there, on the pavement. He didn't understand what had just happened. Did Gabriella just throw him out!? How the hell could she do that to him? Where was he supposed to go? How was this gonna work? Would she ever let him back in?

He sat down on his bag, and looked at the big house. He somehow knew that she wouldn't let him back in. This was for good. She wasn't going to forgive him, he knew it. He had gotten himself into a serious mess, but had hadn't been able to control himself. Sharpay was just… she was just so… so irresistible. She was perfect, and no one compared to her.

But he had broken his marriage for her. He had ruined everything he had worked hard for. He had broken Gabriella's heart, and possible Juna's. He just hated not knowing if Sharpay loved him the way he loved her. Because if she didn't, then she wasn't ready to blow off Zeke and her marriage and get together with him. He wished they'd talked this through before it actually happened. That they'd sat down together and talked about their feelings, and what they'd do if one of their spouses found out.

He let out a sigh, and decided that maybe he should call Sharpay or get a cab or something. He'd need to go to a motel, because if Zeke knew too, then he probably wouldn't let him sleep on their couch. But maybe Zeke didn't know, maybe it was just Gabriella. But the idea of Gabriella not sharing her thoughts with Zeke was quite not right in his head. Of course she would have told him.

He digged into his coat pocket to find his phone and wallet, but realized it wasn't there. He freaked out, but decided to check his bag to see if Gabriella had packed it down for him. But of course she hadn't. Getting his wallet and phone would be the last thing on her mind in her rage. He sighed, when he realized he had to go up there and knock on the door to ask her for it.

He stood up and went onto the front porch. He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. He knew she would probably smack the door in his face, but he needed his money. Even Gabriella would have to face that fact, though she was mad at him.

It took two seconds before she opened the door. She had probably been watching him, because she had a frown on her face, and she only opened the door to the security chain, "What!?" she asked, her voice hard, ready to smack the door close.

"Don't close the door!" Troy quickly said, placing his foot between the door and the doorframe, "I need my wallet and my cell phone, otherwise I'm lost. You have to give it to me, Gabriella."

She shot him a hard look and left the door. He could only assume she was going to find it. She wasn't that mean. She was still reasonable. She came back two minutes later, handing him his wallet and his cell phone, with charger and everything. She shot him another hard look, and then said; "Don't come back again. We'll make arrangements about Juna later when I've talked to my lawyer. You probably don't want her anyway, you didn't."

Troy retired his foot from the door, as she motioned for him to do. The second it was out, she smacked the door close, leaving him on the front porch. He turned around and made his way onto the street again. It was getting darker, and the road was only lit up because of the street lamps. He grabbed his sports bag, and took out his cell phone, calling for a cab.

The only place he could think of going to was the motel. He'd get the room him and Sharpay always stayed in. It held so many great memories. He didn't know if he should call her. It was a decision he couldn't make. He wished he knew if Zeke knew. He had a feeling he did, but he wasn't sure. It was kinda scary not to know if one of his best buddies from high school hated his guts.

When the cab finally showed up, he threw his bag into the backseat, and followed, telling the driver where to go. The drive to the motel took awhile. Normally Troy took the train to the city, because he worked there, but he wasn't really into that right now. He didn't want to sit in a train, he just wanted to get there, so the cab had seemed like an easier choice.

The cab driver didn't try to small talk, which Troy was happy with. Maybe the man knew he wasn't in a very good mood, or maybe he could tell what had happened because of the bag, so the air was to be cut with a knife. Troy saw a wedding bond on his hand, but he didn't question anything. The only worlds spoken on that trip was the motel's address, what Troy had to pay, and then the driver finished off with a,

"Have a good night sir."

Troy closed the cab door with a smack, and took a good hold of his bag, before he made his way into the old lobby, he had entered so many times the last three months. He didn't know how all that with Sharpay happened, because he honestly wasn't the cheating kind of guy. He was very honest, and a lovable husband. But something just trigged when he saw Sharpay. And when he spend time with her… It was amazing. Indescribable.

He got the room he wanted – the one they always got together, and made his way into it, locking the door behind him. He threw his bag by the bed and took a seat, reminiscing about the last time he was there. How he and Sharpay had made sweet love together, but also how he realized that he was going to be a father again. And to his mistress' baby.

He had been so happy. He hadn't been acting when he told Sharpay so. He really was excited about it. He could imagine what their beautiful baby would look like. It would be such a blonde haired, blue eyed cutie, that none of its parents or grandparents would know what to do with it.

He knew his parents would be disappointed about his unfaithfulness. They'd say they'd raised him better, and he knew they had. It wasn't because he just needed a good fuck, and the opportunity appeared. He was certain that Sharpay really was his true love. He didn't know if they'd get together or not, but… he hoped they would . They were having a baby.

He needed to see her. He needed to speak to her and kiss her. He really did. He had to see her, and talk to her about all this. He didn't care if this was a bad time. He quickly grabbed his cell phone and scrolled down to her number. He stared at it for awhile, trying to get himself to say stop. Trying his hardest to resist calling her. But he couldn't.

He pressed the green button and placed the phone against his right ear.

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Sharpay moaned as Zeke slowly trailed kisses down her neck, to her cheek bone, and the valley between her breasts. He lifted his head and shot her a cute smile before brushing her casual top to the side, revealing a black lace bra. He pushed the bra down too, and covered her breast with his mouth.

She threw her head back, and let her hands cover her eyes. Her body responded very well to Zeke's touches, but her mind was elsewhere. She was only thinking about how wrong this was. She wasn't supposed to do this with Zeke. It felt wrong, almost as if she was cheating on Troy.

She knew why she felt that way, but she didn't want to face it.

"Sharpay…" Zeke whispered, as he moved his body on top of hers, his face millimetres from her face, his breath tickling her lips, "I love you… And I want to be with you. You're the only one. I've never thought of anyone else. I'm ready to forgive, because I know I haven't been there for you."

She looked him in the eye, brown meeting brown, "I don't know, Zeke…" she whispered back, letting her hands trail to his shoulders, where they rested, "I love you too. But I'm pregnant with Troy's baby. Would you be able to live with that, because you know I can't kill it?"

"I could learn to live with it." Zeke smiled, giving her a quick peck on the lips, "But that's because I love you very much. And I know you love me, the question is just… if you love me more than you love him? If you're ready to give him up? Was he just someone to be with, or do you have feelings for him?"

Sharpay pressed her lips against Zeke's, wanting to kiss him before he would possibly slap her again. She pulled back, and swallowed hard, "I love you, Zeke. But I love Troy too… It's kinda hard."

"I'm sorry you feel that way." Zeke said, pulling away from her, so he was lying beside her instead. "I wish I would have been a better husband and father. And taken more care of you. But I got so caught up in my career."

"I'm caught up in my career too." Sharpay said, turning to her side so she was looking at him. She reached out and stroked his cheek, "But I still know when to stop."

"You know you're gonna have to choose, right?" Zeke said, arching an eyebrow, "I wish it was easy for you, and you'd just say you chose me, but I know you wont say that. But I don't want to wait anymore Sharpay, and I'm sure Troy is feeling the same way. Whether or not Gabriella has kicked him out, I'm sure he'd want to know if he has a future with you." he paused and placed a hand on her still flat stomach, "Does he… does he know about the baby?"

"Yes," Sharpay whispered, placing her hand on top of his, whilst shooting him a cute smile, "I told him the other day. He was really happy, Zeke. Really happy."

"He loves you." Zeke confirmed, "I mean, of course he does. No one can spend time with you that way and not love you. Did he ever tell you so?"

"Yes." Sharpay said again, "And not to hurt you, but… I said the same thing back."

"That much I figured." Zeke said, retiring his hand from her stomach, "You're not a cheater, Sharpay. I know you would only do this if you had serious feelings for him. I just don't understand how you can love two men at the same time?"

"I don't either." Sharpay said, "And I wish I'd never met him, because then it could be you, me, Bee and Ben. It was so much easier. But now that I have met him, I can't just forget him either, y'know?"

"I know," Zeke said, "But you'll have to choose. Soon."

"Can I…" Sharpay paused and breathed out, slowly, "Can I have a few days…? Just to be with you and act like nothing is going on? Can you do that?"

"I don't know…" Zeke said, unsure. It would be really hard to be with her the same way. But on the other hand. He said he was ready to forgive her, so maybe it was the time to show her now that everything would be different if she broke things off with Troy.

"Please?"

Zeke looked up at her, she looked so fragile, and he couldn't resist her eyes, "Of course." He whispered, "I love you, Sharpay."

"I love you too." Sharpay whispered, and then she rolled on top of him, planting her lips on his in a heated kiss. He took her tongue in, knowing that maybe this opportunity wouldn't show again, if she didn't choose him. At least they'd have had a proper goodbye if she decided to leave him.

He trailed his hands down, catching the material of her top between his fingers. He quickly pulled it upwards, and they broke their kiss to get it off completely. As soon as it was thrown across the room, their lips met again, and Sharpay's hands trailed down his chest, towards his boxers. He always watched TV like that in the night, before they had to go to bed, or whatever they planned on doing in their room.

She pulled them down quickly, and he lifted his butt to let her slide them off. It was all a little quick, but they knew they needed this. They needed to have this now, so he let her do this. It didn't take long for Sharpay's sweatpants and underwear to be joining his boxers on the floor, so the only clothes she had on, was her bra.

Zeke moved his hand around her back, ready to unhook it. He did so, and she looked down at him, love floating in her chocolate pools. She leaned in and kissed him again, this time slower and deeper, letting him know that she did love him. And he knew it. He flipped them over, wanted to be on top. She didn't object, so when they were lying there, Zeke knew it was time. He lifted himself a little, ready to enter her, when her phone started going off.

She shook her head and motioned for him to continue, "Go on…" she whispered, "It's probably nothing, just go on, Zeke."

He hesitated for a second, wanting to wait until the ringing stopped. But it didn't, it continued. He laid down next to her again, and reached for her phone in the foot of the bed, quickly throwing it to her, before groaning in frustration. Bad timing or what, he was so ready!?

Sharpay shot him a smile, and stroked him quickly before opening her phone, "Yeah?"

"It's me."

Sharpay's face froze, as she heard Troy's voice coming through her phone. She looked quickly at Zeke, who was looking at her, almost as if he knew who she was speaking with. She quickly jumped out of bed, and rushed into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, "Troy? Now is honestly not a very good time!"

"I know…" Troy whispered, "I know, but… I need to see you, Sharpay. Gabriella kicked me out, I'm at the motel, in our room. Please? I need you. I love you."

"Yes, but…" Sharpay stopped, "…Zeke?"

"Does he know?" Troy questioned.

"Yes." Sharpay confirmed, "He knows. But he says he's ready to forgive me if I can give him another chance. This is really confusing, Troy."

"You need to figure this out, Sharpay!" Troy exclaimed, "I know I've only been your dirty lover, but I'm ready to go all the way with you! I feel things for you I've never felt for Gabriella. You and I are real, Sharpay, us, we're real. I know it. We can make it work."

"Zeke's telling me the exact same thing, Troy!" Sharpay whined, sitting down on the toilet.

"You can't have the both of us." Troy said.

"Zeke gave me a couple of days to figure this out." Sharpay said, "Can't you do the same?"

"Fine…" Troy said, giving in, "But just because I love you. I'll be here. And if you haven't come before Sunday, I think I get the message. Make the right choice, Sharpay." And then he hung up.

Sharpay looked at her phone, tears in her eyes. She really didn't know what she wanted. But she loved Troy so much. She loved Zeke too, but the love she felt for them was so different from each other. It was crazy. Zeke was just security and love. But Troy was passion, real heated passion and lust. But it was love too, love she knew would last because it wasn't just security. Who knew if her and Zeke would eventually break up because of everything? Then she'd regret not picking Troy.

She stood up and made her way into the bedroom again, sitting down on it, her eyes closed slightly. Zeke moved to sit beside her, his excitement almost gone. He had probably taken care of that himself. Real quick and done, over with.

"It was Troy, wasn't it?" he questioned, placing a warm hand on her bare shoulder.

She hugged her arms around her body, suddenly feeling very naked (which she was), and then turned to look at him, deeply in the eyes, "Yes," she whispered, "And he gave me until Sunday."

"Sharpay," Zeke said, "I want you to be happy. And if letting you go, is gonna do that, then I'll let you. Okay, so do what your heart tells you to, and not your mind. Get it over with, right now. Go to Troy if that's what you want, or you can stay here and make love to me."

Sharpay was silence for awhile, staring blankly at him.

"So," Zeke continued, "What's it gonna be?"

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