"OHH SHIT"

"OHH SHIT…OH SHITTT WHAT I HAVE DONE?,YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME" Troy touched carefully his shoulder, and from there, he kept going down. It hurt, really bad.

"Troy you…you got a Tattoo?" Gabriella asked once again in a calm tone.

She couldn't believe it. Troy had written on his arm, her name. HER NAME!, PERMANETLY!. Troy has always said that he didn't like tattoos, so he was definitely drunk when he got that one. She cautiously got close…she wanted to touch it, and she had to admit it was beautiful. It had big and bold lettering, but it was also a very manly tattoo that looked sexy on his muscular arm. A tribal started on his shoulder, going down his arm, and it ended on his forearm, and in the middle of the tribal, her name. HER NAME!.

"Its beautiful Troy" Gabriella managed to say, not been able to look away from his arm.

"Yeah well….its going away" Troy said , washing his face on the bathroom faucet.

" What do you mean is going away,…you can't erase a tattoo." Gabriella explained.

" But I can do another one over it to cover you name" Troy said angry and annoyed.

"But…why?" Gabriella asked with a sad expression.

"Because if one day you leave me, I don't wanna be reminded of you" Troy said looking at her deeply in the eyes.

" We are not together and I am still here right?, we have a son, and that will keep me attached to you for the rest of my life" Gabriella answer back.

" Ha!, really…and what is gonna happen when you get over me and decide that you want something better than me?, right now I know for sure I am the only man in your life, even dough we are not formally together, but…how long is this gonna last?" Troy Asked.

"Hey!...listen to me, no matter what happens in the future, remember that you have been the most important man in my life." Gabriella answer calmly, getting close…too close.

Now was the perfect time to ask, it was now or never.

" Hey Troy, can I ask you something?" Gabriella took his hand.

" What?" Troy asked

" What's going on with you lately?"

" What do you mean?" Troy walked out of the bathroom and sat on the bed.

" you have been acting weird Troy, you have been stressed,…and….i am starting to get worried. You got money from I don't know whom, you come home drunk, yesterday you barely ate. What is going on Troy?" she asked once again.

"NOTHING IS GOING ON OK. JUST BACK OFF! DAMN GABRIELLA, YOU ARE WORST THAN MY DAD. I AM TIRE OF THIS BULLSHIT. MY LIFE IS A MESS OK, I DON'T HAVE MY MOM WITH ME, MY DAD DOESN'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH ME, ALEX IS SICK, I DON'T HAVE FUCKING MONEY FOR ANYTHING."

"TROY…" Gabriella started

"NO, JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE OK.I'AM TIRED OF THIS, YOU ARE BETTER OF WITHOUT ME ANYWAYS" He says putting on his jacket.

"Where are you going" Gabriella asked concerned.

"I don't have a fucking clue" Troy leaned and kissed Alex on the forehead before exiting Gabriella's bedroom.

And he left. Just like that he left. Now she was really starting to get worried. Troy was very impulsive, he would do anything without thinking, and that was mostly the reason why they broke up. She was a very calm person that would think twice before doing anything, but Troy…he was something else.

She remembered the first time they made love. Troy was her first time. And it was magical. Except for the place. She remembered that after going to the movies, he just pulled up on an empty parking lot, and they had sex in his car. And it was amazing, but she really expected something else…candles, slow music, Rose pedals on the bed. But that never happened, because Troy was never good at that kind of stuff. NEVER.

Troy never got her flowers, and never dedicated one single song to her. He would not open the car door for her, or complement her. But he was Troy Bolton. The guy she fell in love with, the father of her son, and that was what mattered.

Maybe he was right, maybe she had to leave him alone. He needed space, fine, then she was going to give him all the space he needed, because she was also getting tired of the way he treated her every time he was upset. But how could she ignore the fact that maybe…just maybe…Troy needed her more than what she thinks.