Look Beneath The Surface
by: LunarEclipse360
Disclaimer: I wish.
A/N: It's a bit on the short side. I think I have maybe five more chapters, six at the most. I wanted twenty-one reviews from the last chapter, but since I'm updating everything else, except Just One Bite, I might as well update this.
Chapter 9
1 Week Later
She wanted to go home. She wanted to see her family again. Kelsi sat against the barred window and stared out at the outside world, the world she hadn't stepped foot in, in months. Sighing, she closed her eyes and imagined herself back in Russia.
Troy walked into the room, searching for Gabriella. Not spotting her, he saw Kelsi and walked up to her. "Kelsi." She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Have you seen Gabriella?"
"She was picked today." Kelsi could see his face fall slightly and she smiled inwardly. She knew he loved Gabriella. Just by the way his eyes lit up when he was around her.
"Oh."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"I have an idea on how to get one of you out of here and get help."
"Really?" She turned him, her full attention on him. "How?"
"It's better if we don't discuss it. Who knows who could be listening." She nodded.
"Can I be the one? Please."
"Sure."
"So what do I have to do?"
"Okay. Next Wednesday, I have to go out to get food for the house. I want you to meet me in the closet by the door. You're gonna have to sneak there the night before since I have to go early before the clients show up. I'll tell you the rest afterwards."
"So that's all I have to do?"
"For now, yeah."
"Will you come and remind me the night before?" she asked. "I tend to forget things."
He smiled. "Of course."
At that moment, Gabriella came stumbling in and Troy quickly stood, hoping that no one saw him talking to Kelsi. Luckily, she came in alone and slumped against the wall. Troy excused himself from Kelsi's side and walked over to Gabriella.
"Are you alright?" he asked. She gazed up at him, nodding slightly. "Gabriella?" She tried to move, but only stumbled forward. "Fuck." He grabbed her and picked her up. "Kelsi, follow me." She nodded and followed him out of the room. He brought Gabriella and Kelsi into his room and locked the door behind them. He set Gabriella on the bed and began pacing around.
Kelsi sat down next to the sixteen year old and felt her forehead. "She has a fever."
"What?" He walked over to them and put his hand on her forehead. "How did she get that?"
"Probably from one of those assholes."
"Shit. Shit. Shit." He ran a hand through his hair and tried to think of something. "I have to tell the others."
"Why?"
"Cause maybe I could get them to let me take care of her."
"What about when you have to leave to get food next week?"
"I'll get one of the girls to watch her when I have to work."
"I'll do it."
"No, I already need you for one thing. I'll have to tell the other guys about having someone watch her when I'm working, so if you go missing, it'll be obvious."
Kelsi nodded. "Get Sharpay or Taylor."
"I'll probably get Taylor to watch her." He walked over to the door and unlocked it.
"Where are you going?"
"To tell the others that she's sick." He opened it and turned to her. "I suggest you not be here when I get back." She nodded and he left.
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Vernon touched Gabriella's forehead and sighed. "She's burning up."
"I told the clients to make sure they weren't sick when they were fucking one of the girls," Roger said. Troy stood back, watching the scene before him. His eyes were trained on Gabriella's sweat-soaked face.
"Is it fine if I watch over her until she gets better?" Troy asked, his eyes moving to the group of guys standing over the brunette. Adam and Benny had smirks on their face and Troy resisted rolling his eyes at their perverted thoughts.
"It's fine, but what happens when you work?" Vernon asked.
"If it's possible, one of the girls could watch over her."
"Fine, but it doesn't excuse the picked girl from being used."
"Of course not." Vernon nodded and walked out of the room. The others followed behind minus Adam who was now walking up to Gabriella. Troy was seriously getting pissed off by him.
He watched as Adam touched her forehead before letting his hand trail down until it came in contact with her clothed chest. His blood boiled when he saw Adam squeeze her breast and he just wanted to rip his head off. Adam moved away and grinned at Troy before leaving the room. Striding over to the door, Troy closed it and locked it.
"I thought they would never leave," he mumbled to himself. Suddenly, Gabriella began to whimper and he walked over to her. "Gabriella," he whispered as he touched her cheek. Her brown eyes opened slightly and looked into his.
"Troy," she whispered.
"It's okay. Everything's okay." He kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed beside her. He held her close and felt her shiver in his arms. She was sicker than he thought. If she didn't break this in a few days, she would have to go to hospital or she would die.
"Troy…I'm cold."
"You are?" She nodded and he pulled the cover further up her body before pulling her closer. "Better?"
"A little." He kissed her forehead and buried his face in her hair.
He loved her. He was sure of it. He hadn't wanted to believe it because of the fact that she's only sixteen, but as his mother used to tell him, you can't choose who you fall in love with. He had fallen in love with this girl that was miles away from home. But he knew once this was over, she would go back home and he would probably never see her again. Looking down at her face, he stroked away the wet hair from it and she looked up, her brown orbs connecting with his blue ones.
"Troy."
"Hm?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"Everything."
He grinned. "You're welcome." She smiled and buried her face in his chest.
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"I'm telling you, he's not like us," Adam said to Vernon.
"And how do you know this?"
"You should have seen the way he looked at me when I touched her."
"He's possessive. Aren't we all?"
"Not like he is. Sure we have certain girls that we want to ourselves, but I'm telling you, Bolton isn't like us."
"Until you have better proof of that, stop bringing it up. So far Bolton has been an excellent employee. He can deal with the girls better than you ever could."
"And how did you think he made that possible? He's befriended them, I know it."
"Adam, Adam, Adam. Stop being paranoid. Now leave, before you piss me off."
Adam sighed and left. "I'll find some way to expose Bolton for the fake he is."