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Who's That Girl
Chapter 8- Gabriella Did What?!
Nobody's POV- (The Next Day)
Gabriella was lying in her bed, just staring up to the ceiling. She hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. She had stayed up all night thinking about how her life would be like, without her parents and her little sister for the next three months. Her face was tear stained, with insignificant amount of make-up that she usually applied on, was now smudged all over her face. Her hair was scrambled all over the place. Both of her wrists were scarred, and covered with blood.
The alarm on her bedside started to go off all of a sudden. She turned on her side, and stared at the clock. It read 6:30 am. On a normal day at this time, Gabriella would be frantically running around the room trying to get ready for school. But she didn't want to go school today, much less get out of bed and do something. All she wanted to do was lay there, hidden away from the world, and all alone.
As the volume of the alarm clock rose, as did her anger and frustration. She raised her hand, and hit the off button very roughly, making it fall to the floor. Gabriella simply lifted the covers over her head, and turned over to the other way as she finally fell asleep for the first time that day, not caring that she was probably going to miss school. Today, she didn't have a care in the world.
A couple of moments passed, and she was awakened from her slumber by the blaring ringing of her cell phone. She groaned loudly as she turned over again, and threw her hand over to the night stand, searching for the noisy object. Once her hand felt the rectangular shape, she lifted it up from where it was resting, and looked at it carefully. Taylor's name was blinking across the screen. She sighed, as she pushed the accept button.
"Hello?" she answered groggily.
"Gabby? Where are you? You totally skipped the Decathlon practice this morning, and you missed homeroom! What happened?" Taylor asked, her voice filled with concern.
"Nowhere Taylor. I'm not feeling good. Sorry for missing the practice and all. And I don't think I could make it to school today." Gabriella answered, faking a loud cough in between her words.
"Oh, okay. Do you want me to grab your homework for you too? I do have most of your classes. And I could probably get the work from the other teachers with Troy's help." she replied. Tears rushed to Gabriella's eyes at the mention of Troy. The whole night she had tried to get rid of all thoughts about him, and when she finally did, Taylor had brought them back.
"Yes Taylor. Thank you." Her voice was starting to break so she simply muttered a quick 'bye' and hung up before Taylor could comprehend or say anything else. She threw her phone back onto the night stand.
She laid back down on her bed and started to think about Troy. She thought of all the time they had spent together, and the present day, as she started to fall into a deep slumber. Hours later, she was awakened when the phone started to ring once again. Yelling out in anger into her pillow, she reluctantly picked up the phone, and pressed the green button.
"Hello?" She answered angrily.
"Gabriella, don't you dare use that tone with me, Miss Missy." The voice on the other line replied.
"Cameron?" She asked curiously.
"The one and only." He stated cockily. "So, how are you? I haven't seen from you since the summer of 05'! That's like two years already!" he finished as he started to chuckle. She laughed unenthusiastically with him, trying to cover the sadness in her voice. He raised his eyebrows at the sadness in her voice. He noticed that she wasn't her usual perky self. She didn't correct him that it had been one and a half years, not two, like she normally would have.
"Haha, yeah. I'm great…" she responded. "just great…" she finished under her breath sarcastically.
"Ellie, what's wrong?" he asked sympathetically. Before Gabriella could respond, Cameron cut her off once again. "And don't tell me, 'It's nothing Cam.' Because I know you way to well too believe that lie."
"It's really nothing." She answered trying to convince him, and herself.
"Don't even Gabriella! Don't make me grab my matching key/locket, fly all the way over there, just to find out about whatever you're moping over from your diary!" he exclaimed. She sighed deeply before telling him the whole story.
She told him of how thing were before Melanie came, and her bad affect on Gabriella's life. How she has been pushing away her friends, The Montez's mandatory trip to New York, and the Troy situation. But she definitely left out the part about her cutting herself. She knew that he'd have to know sometime soon, but just not now.
Cameron just sat there on the other side of the phone, still shock. He was still trying to take in everything that she'd just said. He understood that she pushed away her friends for her own protection, but he couldn't believe the fact that another girl could do this to Gabriella. Neither had he been able to comprehend the part about the Montez's leaving her in her time of need. He cleared his throat a little, trying to rack his mind of what to say to comfort her. Since he clearly couldn't when he was living thousands of miles away.
"I feel for you El. But don't you think that you should tell someone else? I mean, I'm glad that you told me and all. But you should tell Chad, or Taylor. Someone who could help you. I would, but let's face it. I'm not going to be able to help you there all the way in Albuquerque from here in Los Angeles." He replied, trying to lighten the mood. But Gabriella just sat there, holding the phone in silence.
"Nevermind. You know what Ellie? You shouldn't even worry about that Melina girl. If karma comes through, and which it always does by the way." He paused for a moment, trying to get her to listen closely. "Ready?" he paused again before he finally started again, "Maybe...Chad will drop Jimmy, and it will roll down to where she and Troy are, when they're walking, and they don't notice a thing, when BOOM! They both trip over it. Melina falls and breaks her plastic everything, and Troy hits his head, knocking some good sense into his thick headed skull, he'll come back to you. Doesn't that sound great?!" he finished clapping and talking like a little school girl.
Gabriella couldn't help but giggle a little. Hearing her genuine giggles, he smiled brightly. "There you go. There's that famous Gabriella laugh that we all know and love."
"Okay, okay. I get it. Thank you so much Cam. You always know what to say don't you?" she replied. He grinned sheepishly.
"Of course I do Ellie. Hey, I was the one who got you to talk after Troy left for summer camp in 95' right?" he asked. After not receiving a response from Gabriella for a while, Cameron's eyes widened. "Oh god. Sorry El! I didn't mean to. I just…I wasn't…I forgot…I-" before he could ramble on any longer, he was cut off by her giggling. "What's so funny Miss G?" he asked. She just continued to laugh.
"It's nothing. It's just you were so terrified!" she started, as the giggling subsided. "I'm really okay Cam. No worries at all. I feel so much better after talking to you."
"That's good to hear. Now remember Gabriella, whenever you need someone, or anything. Anything at all, don't hesitate to call me okay? I'm just a plane flight away. I could be there like that." He said as he snapped his fingers loudly trying to prove his point.
"I know Cameron. I'm just very thankful to have you. And if there's anything, I promise to call you, and disturb your wonderful life in California for you to catch a 4 hour plane ride over here to New Mexico, just to help me." She replied sarcastically, but he chose to ignore it.
"That's all I ask Ellie. Any other problems you'd like to tell Cammy the Doccie about?" he asked playfully. She shook her head no as she started to talk again,
"Nah. I'm good for now. Thank you for everything again Cam. You've always been here for me."
"You've always been here for me too El." He said.
"Duh Cameron!" she responded looking at the clock. She gasped when she saw that the clock read 1:30 pm. "Cam? Sorry to break it to you, but I gotta go. It's 1 in the afternoon, and I seriously need to go and visit my dad. Talk to you soon?" she questioned.
"Absolutely. Remember your promise El!"
"I will. Love you Cam."
"Love you too Ellie. Bye."
"Bye Cam." She replied as she hung up the phone, feeling much better than she has all week.
Guess Cameron does have a good affect on me after all. She thought as she went inside her closet to grab some clothes and get ready to go visit her dad.
She went inside her bathroom, and looked around. The entire bathroom was pretty decent, except for the sink, which was filled with her blood. She took the razor, went back into her room, and carefully placed it in her personal drawer, right next to her diary. She then went back into the bathroom, bent down, and took out a sponge from the drawers. She started to clean the sink, ridding every trace of her cutting herself.
After Gabriella was done, she took a look at herself in the mirror. Her face was entirely pale. She had large, black bags under her eyes. She definitely couldn't go visit her dad like this. If she did, he and her mom would have a heart attack, landing them back into the hospital. Gabriella took out her make up bag, and put on a ton of blush, and powder on her face to cover her sadness. When see looked at the mirror again, she finally looked like her old self, just not as perky and upbeat.
She sighed, as she changed her clothes. She wore a simple pair of skinny jeans, a plain blue t-shirt, and a huge hoodie that was sure to cover her wrists. Gabriella went into the bathroom once more, to tie her hair up in a messy bun. After she was pleased with how she looked she took her keys, and left the house. This time, she didn't even bother taking the car, she just walked to the hospital.
Gabriella's POV-
I walked down the pathway, and went into the direction of the hospital. I couldn't believe the positive influence Cameron had on me. An hour earlier, I was completely depressed, but after the phone call, my spirits were lifted completely. I was so deep in thought, that I hadn't noticed that I had already reached the hospital. I looked down at my watch. Fifteen minutes, could've gone faster. I went inside, and was greet by the woman at the front desk. I simply nodded at her, and went straight to room 358, where my dad was currently staying at. When I reached the room, I looked inside through the window, and saw my mom cutting up fruit for my dad to eat. I opened the door and walked inside.
"Hi Mom, hey Dad." I said, making my presence known. Both of my parents had a look of shock on their faces. Maybe I should've called first.
"Gabby? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school?" my mom asked. I just stood at the doorway, racking my brain for an legible excuse.
"It's…it…it was a half day." Gabriella lied, as she nodded. "Yup. The faculty had this big meeting that was long over due." My parents nodded their heads understandingly, before my mother motioned for me to come and sit beside them. I hesitantly walked over, and sat down. I felt a slight tension in the room, but decided to ignore it.
"So, how's your leg Dad?" I asked. He and my mother both smiled.
"It's pretty good Gabi." He answered me.
"That's good to hear. Umm, about yesterday Dad, I just wanted to apologize. You guys should go." I replied as I smiled. He nodded.
"So how was school today honey?" my mom asked me.
"Perfect." I replied sarcastically. Though I guess they didn't hear me since they asked me to tell them what was so perfect about it. I started to tell them what usually happened. About how I'd walk to homeroom with the rest, how we'd joke about Chad's afro, and Jimmy, the usual funny, haha stuff. I had made sure that they would have no idea about Miss Melanie. My parents started to laughed along with me. I was even happier that the tension was now cut in half, and gone.
Troy's POV- (6 hours later)
It's only 8 o'clock tonight, and here I am sitting on my bed, just moping around. I couldn't help it. I'm just really worried about Brie, and Melanie. First off, Gabriella did not go to school today, neither did she go to work at the Peanut. From what I heard, she's sick. But what I don't get is that there are no lights on at the Montez house. The rest and I had tried calling her earlier, but still no answer.
Melanie, she didn't call me once, neither did she come and see me at school. Plus, she didn't go to work with us today. I am beginning to grow fonder of her, but she'll never take Brie's place in my heart. No one can. I sighed. Where could they be?!? I'm-
I was brought out of my thoughts by the doorbell. I looked over at the clock. '8:56' it read. Who could it be? My parents just left to go visit someone at the hospital, and it definitely couldn't be Chad or anyone else in the gang. Everyone had plans tonight. I got up, and went to the door. I peered through the peephole, and saw a badly scratched up Melanie. My eyes went wide at the sight, as I immediately opened the door.
"Troy!" she exclaimed, as I engulfed her into a huge hug.
"Mellie, what happened?" I asked her worriedly.
"I-it was Gabriella." Those three words shot a lot of pain and hurt into my heart.
"Gabriella did what?!" I yelled loudly, as she started to release tears. Guilt started to rise in my stomach, as I lowered my voice. I gulped.
"Sorry Mel. Umm, so w-what do you mean Gabriella did this to you?" I asked as I let go of her, and led her inside my house, and closed the door. She sat down, and I followed suit.
"That's it. Gabriella did this to me. She yelled at me, called your friends all of these horrible things, and started to attack me when I was standing up for you.. and them." She replied.
"No…she couldn't have. Not my Brie." I responded, saying the last part, barely under my breath.
"Don't you believe your own girlfriend?!?" Melanie yelled angrily. I inwardly cursed. Damn this girl has even more severe mood swings than Sharpay does when she's pmsing.
"Of course I would, but babe, Gabriella's been my best friend for over 16 years. I think I'd know her to do better than this. She wouldn't hurt people for no reason." I stated, meaning every word that was coming out of my mouth.
"Oh yeah? Well listen to this Troy. Stacey was with me during the whole incident, and she recorded most of it." She said as she took out a small tape recorder, and played it her voice started to come on.
"Everyone is a mofo. Sharpay's a blonde priss. Taylor's a stupid know-it-all. Chad needs a freaking hair cut, and a therapist. Ryan needs a damn girlfriend to keep him away from me." A voice that sounded like Gabriella said icily.
"What? Gabriella, how could you say that?!? They're your best friends!" Melanie yelled in response.
"Who cares? They're all poorer than me. Who would need them in their lives?" she shot back.
"How can you say that Gabriella?!" Melanie replied back, sounding even angrier. The tape went silent for a moment, before the sound of a slap was heard.
"You self absorbed bitch!" Gabriella's voice rang through the house, as another slap and a lot of grunting was audible after that.
Melanie finally shut it off. I was left sitting there completely speechless. How could Gabriella do that? I turned to Melanie who was strangely smirking, but when she noticed me looking at her, her smirk disappeared, as a sad face appeared. I was going to question her about it, but I shrugged it off.
"I can't believe it Mel." I said, as I put my head into my hands. "She's my best friend. How could she?" I asked, my voice was breaking, as confusion and tears rushed to my eyes. Melanie just sat there, stroking my hair lightly.
"I know Troy, I know…" She replied simply.
Jeez, no cliffy for this chapter either. :P
I bet you that you're all like, 'HUH?' right now right? You're probably wondering who Cameron is, and how Melanie got that tape. Well, all I can say is that the tape is part of her ultimate plan. Think back to the last chapter. Uncle David ring a bell? It has something to do with his profession. I'll explain more of that later. And as for who Cameron is? You'll have to find out in the next chapter. ;)
Sorry for the shortness of this one. If I had carried on any longer, than this chapter would've been the length of two! Haha. Plus, I have a cold right now. I am so tired from the medicine. I think I could fall asleep in this uncomfortable chair of mine. It's so NOT cool. We're almost at the 100 reviews mark. We're soo close! Lol. Okay, let's try for at least 14 reviews before I update with the next chapter? Please and thanks. :)
Also, I'm working on a new story trailer right now. It's called Money, Love, and Jealousy. Weird title right? Lol. It's a Troyella. The trailer will be up soon. So look forward to that. That's all from me right now. So I'll just let you be on your way now. But before I do that, sorry for any mistakes...again! And, Review! I really wanna know what you guys think of this story.
Have a nice weekend everyone!
-Ilyilyx3
Sneak peek for the next chapter-
Troy's POV-
I had just dropped off Isabella in her room, I slowly walked down the hall, as I looked inside Gabriella's room. It was pitch dark, you couldn't see a thing, except for the light coming from the bathroom door. I walked over, and looked inside. The scene unfolding in front of me, scared me so badly that if I were to wet my pants, I wouldn't have even noticed. Brie, my Brie was sobbing hysterically, and sitting on the floor…
Her wrists were both bleeding. Her blood was smudged all over both of her arms, on her clothing, and all over the rug she was sitting on. I looked over at the sink, it was covered in blood. And there I saw the dreaded thing, a sharp blood-stained razor sitting on the side of the sink, still wet and dripping with her blood. I just stood there wide eyed, and dumbfounded looking at her. Up to the point where I couldn't take it anymore, I ran…