Okay, I know this one is out unacceptably late BUT it's still here and I haven't abandoned the story. Anyway, from now on, I'm pretty sure I can get chapters for you guys really frequently. Also, FYI – I am going to go out of town for a month SO I won't be able to type. That's in like three weeks so we're good though. A chapter a day or two will make up for all of the that. It's not like this is going to be the longest story every *hint hint*
Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical.
Let's get started, shall we?
In the two summers that Troy and I were together we had a tremendous amount of time. Of course, neither of us knew that time would be wrenched out from beneath us. But in the time we had, the only thing we did was dream. Wherever we were, whatever we were doing, we were always dreaming of our future together. And one of those dreams popped into my head when Dr. Kaden told me the last piece of Troy's medical history. This dream was our favorite. Out of this one many of our other dreams sprouted. And in this dream, we're on a boat. We wanted to sail every ocean and every body of water including near the Caribbean, around Hawaii, the Indian Ocean, and the Mediterranean Sea, around Greenland and Alaska. We would go everywhere and never worry about returning home until we absolutely wanted to do so.
So, when Dr. Kaden finished speaking and led me back to Troy's hospital room, I began reviving this reverie. It became a thriving desire again and suddenly, I wanted to make it come true.
I pushed on the door to Troy's room with Shawn behind me. I pause and then step back. "Dr. Kaden, I would like to speak to Troy alone. I hope you understand".
He shakes his head in approval then steps back. I enter the room. In the short arch just before the actual opening to his room, I took a deep breath and slowed down my pace. I turn the corner and then see Troy there gazing out of the large window.
Troy took one look at me, his eyebrows rising and then his eyeballs moving as if he were starting to rolling his eyes but then stopping short. I forgot that I was wearing one: Sharpay's clothing which means they were much more 'showier' than mine and two: I was wearing a white 'doctor-y' coat which means he knows something is up.
When I take a step toward him, he exhales sharply and then says, "Okay, yell at me. I'm ready"
I consider smiling at this but I don't. I consider starting to yell at him too but I decide not yet. Instead, I walk silently up to his bed, sit down on the chair in front of it and then start to shout.
"You refused treatment? What the hell were you thinking? Troy, you could be in such a better state than you are now. You really want to be sick? I can't believe this? Everything would have been so much easier if you just allowed receiving treatment. You could live longer. You could get out of here and-"
"Yeah? And then what?" My heart jumped. His eyes looked directly into mine piercing anything that's in there. "I make it out and then what? I get a job? I find a girl? I get married? To who? Ella, my life isn't about what I am and where I get to. It's about who I'm with. What am I supposed to do when you're happily married with someone else?"
In a second, I shattered. Everything, all my ideas of why Troy would try to kill himself disappeared. It was because of me. And to me, it was the most vulgar, incredibly horrific thing. I was disgusted with myself. How could I? I could feel those tears swell in my eyes.
I swallowed. "Oh, Troy" I moan. I notice his eyes are red and teary as well. I move to the edge of his bed. "Why?" I whisper as the tears started slide down to just underneath my eye.
His watery eyes stared at me while he took my hand to his heart. "Because I love you" .
I shut my eyes tight and tilted it as I soaked the words in. Troy cupped my cheek and I nuzzled into it. I never imagined everything turning like this. Our dream popped back into my head again.
"Troy" I sigh. "Let's leave".
His eyes scrunched in ever so slightly in confusion while his fingers twirled around in my hair.
"Let's go away. Remember when we dreamed? We dreamed of going off in a boat?" I slid forward toward Troy more. "Let's do that right now. We'll just go for a few days…"I scanned his face looking for anything that would give me an answer to what he might say. "Please?"
Finally, after a long moment of staring he replied, "Okay". I gasp and fling my arms around Troy's neck, bringing him close to me in an embrace. I squeal like a little girl. And for the first time in a really long time, I felt Troy's stifled body press his fingers to my back and give in to my hug. Right then, I felt as if Troy and I had never grown up. I was that freshman again and he the junior.
I pull back and tell Troy, "I'll make sure everything is perfect!". I kissed Troy on his cheek and turned to skedaddle out of that room right away.
"Dr. Kaden?" I call out immediately after bolting out of the door. My voice is still smothered will enthusiasm when I leave the room. I swallow and exhale. "Would it be okay if I take Troy out for some time?"
"You mean on vacation?" he asks.
I nod.
"As long as you follow his prescription and take all his medicinal material with you just in case his seizures act again" he says cautiously.
I nod again. Then say, "I will"
"Then, I don't see any problem"
I give him a smile. "We'll leave this Friday, then".
"I'll make sure that you're equipped with everything that you need for Troy" he finishes. "And for today, Miss. Montez, we're done working as well. I won't need you for anything else as of today. It's nice meeting you" he said, putting his hand out for a handshake.
I take it, gladly. "It's my pleasure, Shawn" I shake his hand and watch while Dr. Kaden makes his way back to his office.
When he disappears, I turn back into Troy's room. I walk quickly to find with his head in his hands.
"Hey, are you okay?" I ask and he immediately jolts up.
"Yeah, headache that's all" I give him an assuring nod as I sit down on the edge of his bed again. He smiles at me. "So, we're going this Friday?"
I give him a skeptical look.
"These doors aren't sound proof, Ella" he says. I grin.
"Yeah. Well, I'm going to take off for now" I informed. "I have to tell everyone else" .
He nods. I cup his face and give him a slow kiss on the cheek. I move to his ear, then and whisper, "I love you too, Troy" before kissing him again and then getting up to leave. Troy doesn't say anything as I leave.
Later that night dinner I broke the news to my family, including Dylan. Everyone said it was so nice of me to take him out for awhile. Jack, Lucille and my mother knew about Troy's suicidal condition so they understood why I would do this. All but Dylan said some meaning of praise. Dylan didn't say a word to me. Until that is when I was packing my suitcase in my room.
After last night with my outburst, I haven't spoken to Dylan at all. I am kind of avoiding him. He approaches me when everyone else had gone to bed, of course. I see him come into the room out of the corner of my eye. I turn to grab a piece of clothing out of my dresser just to evade eye contact.
"So, I guess that's it then" he says. I freeze. "Us. We're done?" he asks although it sounds more of a statement than a question. I look down to my fingers and the pink camisole that I'm holding.
"I don't know, Dylan" I croak.
"What do you mean 'you don't know'?" His voice rose. I cowered. "You don't know that our wedding is in two weeks but you're going off to California with Troy anyway? You don't know that you have been leaving me at home all this time? You don't know that I keep thinking that what's between you and Troy means nothing at all to me but really, it hurts so much?"
My breath staggered, threatening more tears. "No, Dylan" I whisper to him, turning around. I realized that he's gotten extremely close to me. I take a step back almost fearfully but Dylan grabs my cheeks and crashes his mouth onto mine. He kisses me harder until a bewildering pain fills my lips. I struggle against him, closing my eyes letting me tears fall onto my face. I drop the camisole in my hands and push him away, falling back onto my bed. I hide my face. My grimace stays with me as I turn back.
"I didn't know that he still loved me! I didn't know that it would hurt so much to bring you here! I didn't know it ruin our engagement if I see Troy again!" I shout. ""I didn't know that it would be so easy to fall in love with him!"
Dylan's mouth drops. "Dylan, I loved you so much. I really did. I loved that you made me forget him for some time and that you stood by me all those times when I missed him so much. I loved that you would keep me even though you had so many girlfriends that were so much more loyal to you than I was. I loved that you would be so completely different than him so that I could love you even more. And, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I couldn't be more for you"
"But, now that you have him again, you can just forget about me, right?" he said and then, just like that Dylan walked out of my room. A few minutes later I heard the front door of my house creek open and then close. I heard a car rive up in the driveway and then I listened to it until I couldn't hear it anymore.
Friday morning came soon enough for Troy and I. I booked tickets earlier that night for San Francisco. It took the shortest time to reach our getaway than anywhere else. We would leave from the San Francisco Bay Area on a rented boat and go off into the Pacific Ocean until the only thing we can see is the great blue in front of us and a thin line of California behind us.
Dylan left yesterday afternoon back to New York where he would join work again and continue his life without me. I wished him very well with a kiss on the cheek. I still don't know if things with Dylan were meant to be like this. If we were really not meant for each other but somehow when he left, after he kissed me on the lips lightly and gazed at me in our last hug, I think I was forgiven for everything I did to him.
Now, it's about 3:00AM in the morning as I'm kidnapping Troy from the hospital. Only Dr. Kaden and Cheryl know of our escape in the hospital and even though, I know things will get out of hand when we leave I also know it's worth it.
"Come on" I hurry to Troy as I help him into a suit jacket. Before coming here, I packed Troy's clothing from his house myself and drove here to change him into a nicer pair of clothes. Right now, he's in a pair of clean jeans, a pure white turtleneck and the black suit jacket that I just put on him. Troy turned around and looked down to me. I gathered the hair in the front of my head to the back and clipped it back there so it would stay out of the way. I was wearing a lavender single strap dress with a white sweater over it. It has been a long time since I wore something this casual and so to say summer-y.
"Ella" Troy said as he pulled me closer to him. "Dad told me about Dylan" I put my cheek against his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist. I could hear his heart beat loudly. It's been such a long time since I've hugged him standing up that I forgot how tall he is and how short I was. I glanced up at his face again and moved my hands up to his head, running them over his tiny hairs. It felt wonderful.
"Yeah" I sung. "I guess, we weren't-"
Abruptly, Troy reached down and captured my lips in his. Instantly, my heart gave out an enormous thud and started a rapid chant. Tingles coursed through my body as I kissed Troy back. In just a matter of moments, I went from hesitating and surprise to a complete relaxation. I sighed into his kisses as he continued smothering me with them. But, all too quickly, he stopped and froze.
"Oh, God!" he breathed turning his face away from me. "Ella, I'm sorry. It won't happen again" he apologized hastily. I looked at him, confused.
"What? Troy, its okay. I-"Someone coughed behind us. Troy looked up and let go of my waist immediately.
"We're running out of time. Let's get moving" It was Jack. I smiled, taking Troy's hand and leading him out of the hospital.
An hour later, Troy and I were on the flight, lounging in the first class seat for an hour and a half flight to San Francisco. When we landed, we took a taxi straight to the bay area where we boarded our already ready boat borrowed from my best friend by the name of Sharpay. And like Sharpay's reputation, the boat was extremely luxurious.
By sunset on Friday, Troy and I had already set sail and San Francisco was getting small behind us. Troy was our captain and me; well I just hung out around him considering the fact that there was no one else on the boat.
The sun was sending vibrant colors out into the sky, almost blindingly. It shone off of the blue ocean. I sighed staring off in the distance knowing that this is where I really wanted to be. Just behind me, a slow jazz music started to play. I turned to see Troy standing there next to his ancient portable speakers, in short and white t-shirt now, with his hand extending out.
"May I?" he asked me. I giggled and took his hand twirling into his arms. We danced graciously, slowly around the small deck of Sharpay's boat. When the song stopped, I was leaning on the wooden overhead of the boat. I reached up to place my lips onto Troy's, carefully. He bent down and let me spoil his luscious lips but as soon as I thought he would respond, Troy pulled away.
"Ella, no" He tried to pull my arms from around his neck.
"Why?" I whined. "Dylan's gone, Troy, you know that. I want you" I kissed him again harder than before.
"El" he cautioned slowly, stepping back.
"Troy" I whimpered. "Please" I was almost begging. Begging for him to loosen up, to give himself to me. I knew why he would do this. Why he wouldn't want to get close to me even when Dylan was out of my life but I wanted him so much. I wanted this.
Swiftly, Troy gave in. He crushed my body back onto the overhead and kissed me more ferociously than ever before. His hand felt its way up my dress grazing on the skin of my stomach and cupping one of my breasts from underneath the protection of my bra. I felt a familiar throb at my core which triggered a carless moan. Easily, I hooked one leg onto his waist followed by the other and propelled myself up. I cradled Troy's head in my hands as he carried me down a staircase, taking me to our abode under the deck.
"Baby" Troy groaned once we landed safely on the bed. I drowned in bliss, kissing his lip fully as Troy and I basked in ecstasy, drinking up each other as we were with a complete rawness. We were reunited together. Finally.
Gah! That should be the hardest chapter yet. I'm not so much of a explicit-ness fan, people, so don't expect more than that. I understand how it could be confusing but don't give up on me, everything will be completely unraveled in the next chapter. Part Two is coming to a close end, geysers. Guess there is going to be a Part Three after all.
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