Chapter 11- Moving or Moving on?

I woke up to the blinding light coming through my window, I blinked and tried to sit up but a weight held me down. I glanced over to see Troy sleeping, I smiled and I rolled over to grab his hand. I rubbed it and I gave him a small kiss on his cheek. I saw a small smile come onto his lips; I glanced at the clock to realize I had class in an hour, I hate class sometimes, and I could lie in bed all day.

"Troy, I gotta get up. I have class in like an hour." I said, he lifted his arm and I slipped out from underneath. I got up and I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans out of the closet and a bright neon pink tank top. I went into the living room and I found my Gucci's in the suitcase.

I dug them out and I slipped them on my feet, I looked at my feet which were freshly manicured when I did them yesterday morning. I went back into the bathroom to put my make-up on and tossed my hair into a messy bun, I was going to sit in my class for two and half hours, I do not need to look pretty.

I looked up at my reflection to only smile, I looked over to see Troy in his gray jacket, and I went over to him and sat on his back. I pulled his arm up and I slipped one sleeve off. I wanted his warm amazing smelling jacket.

"What are you doing?" Troy mumbled into the pillow

"Taking your jacket," I said lifting his other arm to pull off his other sleeve. He laughed and he tried rolling over so I could not get it off his arm, "Hey!" I said laughing, he chuckled and I then he pulled it off him self.

"Thank you!" I said taking it from his hands, I slipped it around my shoulders and my arms fell through. It was big on me but it was comfortable and did I mention good smelling? I got up to see him sit up also; he stretched his arms out and popped his neck. "I have class in two hours," he said, "Oh man mister I am getting married is still going to classes?" I asked, he flashed me a smile a brilliant smile.

"I am so close to finishing my four years! Four years to become a gym coach, basketball coach, or a physical trainer." He said, "If you are a physical trainer isn't that another two years?" I asked him

He laughed, "Yeah but I got the four years done right?"

I rolled my eyes before I picked up my purse and my phone, which was lying on the bedside table, "I am heading to the AT&T store after my college class." I zipped up the jacket half way, "Okay, are you gonna get the new iPhone?" He asked me laughing, I shrugged, "Yeah, sure." I said, "Since I don't want any other phone,"

I opened the door to smell the apartment again, "Tell your roommate that if he doesn't clean this apartment-" I said feeling my eyes water from the stench, "by the time I get home, then I will kill him slowly and painfully." I said turning to look at him, Troy laughed and nodded his head, "Words will be delivered to him but promises can't be made." Troy said I gave him a long look. "Go, you are going to be late."

I winked and I stepped out into the living room, I walked quickly through the apartment to swing open my door. Sharpay was standing on the other side getting ready to knock, her perfect fist still posed in the air, "Don't return my text messages anymore?" she asked putting her hands on her hips.

I pulled out my broken iPhone to show her, "Water damage. Troy and I were walking around the lake when I started to go off balance and then-" I glanced at the clock before I looked back at her, "I will tell you as we walk to class because we have thirty minutes left." I said pushing her out the door, I shut the door and we started walking towards the elevator.

"So Troy thought I was falling and then he grabbed me and we both fell into the lake with all our clothes on. Oh not to mention we almost kissed, again." I said

"Whoa, back up there! Again?"

I nodded my head, "Yeah, again, we got closer this time our lips brushed each other until his phone went off and my phone wont even turn on he keeps claiming it is because of the 'four'." I said, the elevator opened up and we got in. We pressed the button multiple times before it finally closed and we rode down. Sharpay giggled and rolled her eyes.

"Can this year be over, as in school year?" I said to her as the elevator doors opened up again. We rushed out together and she gave me a small smile. We rushed down the street when Pay's phone went off.

"Hello?" She screamed over the traffic and all the noise on the street, we hurried down the street towards the NYU College. "I know! I will come by after my class!" Sharpay screamed again, I did not know whom she was talking too.

Two minutes later she placed her phone back in her purse, which was securely at her, side, "Who was that?" I asked her

"Deyvon, he wants me to come by and give him my notes for that one test." She said, I nodded my head, "I copied those the other day." She smiled and nodded her head, "Good, so I can give them to Deyvon."

"I dropped it in water!" I told them, "For the fifteenth million times," I said under my breath. "Well, we can give you the old-" 'Rob,' said to me, my sales clerk.

"My renew is up! I got a letter in the mail telling me it was up! So please can you just get me the iPhone 4, set it up for me and let me go please?" I said getting frustrated, "But it doesn't say you have an update! You got your iPhone in New Mexico two years ago."

"My plan is up in two years too! I don't see the problem here!"

"But in New Mexico,"

"So just because I came to New York, you aren't going to give me an update?" I asked him, he scrolled through the computer again, "I will be right back," he said, I sighed frustrated and I do not even have my phone to call somebody.

I tapped my manicured fingers against the counter; I looked at them closely to see them, the pink tip with a green and orange flower on my thumb. I smiled to myself knowing that it felt good to get a manicure after class with Pay, I put off the AT&T store but I needed the therapy.

When the guy came back out with a tall blonde behide him, I looked down to see her in monster knock off heels, with a pair of jeans from Aeropostale which you could see across the back pocket, her shirt was an AT&T shirt, gezz, I need to teach this girl some fashion tips.

"She got her phone in New Mexico two years ago-"

"So why isn't she getting this renew?" she asked rubbing her eyes, "Thank you because I have been trying to tell him this for the sixteenth million time." I said, she looked up at me and then glanced her head to the side, "Gabriella?"

"Huh?" I asked, "Do I know you?"

"You know one of my friends, well kind of-" she said, she shifted her weight before looking at me, "Brittany is one of my friends, getting ready to marry your friend." She said, that why you do not know how to shop…

"Best friend at that "I said annoyed now "and I really don't want to talk about this stupid wedding." I snapped, she looked up at me, "So you don't agree with this either?" she said, I leaned my head onto my shoulder, "Do you not like Troy?"

"It's not that but they are rushing it! And she sent me a picture of the flowers, is Troy helping or something…Rob can you go get her phone and start working on it?"

"Huh?"

"Go!" She snapped she then turned to look back at me, "I am Corrie by the way." She said, I sat down on the stool and I looked at her, "She won't let Troy help! I mean every single time that he calls she is too busy to even talk about it! Oh and Troy HATES green, I mean hates green." I said, Rob came back over and placed the iPhone next to me, "Happy now?" he asked looking at me; I nodded my head, "Yes, very."

"I got it Rob"

"You got it Corrie" he then walked off to help another customer, Corrie looked at me, "She loves green, I thought Troy knew?"

"Not until he asked what tux color he needed when I picked out the suit." I told her, she pulled out the phone from the box and then inspected it.

"I feel bad for you," I said, she glanced up at me "How?" she asked

"Your Brittany's friend." I said lightly, she only looked straight up at me, holding my phone in her hand, "Brittany isn't all that bad from what I hear it's always you but talking to you it doesn't seem like you are that bad."

I groaned and I looked at her, "What the hell does she say about me?" I asked

She shifted the phone into her hand and picked up my other one, "Oh drama queen, a bitch, flat out rude, doesn't care about anybody but yourself, she also told me that you made Troy buy you a Guess purse once." She said, I gapped, my mouth falling open.

"That is so fucked up," I said, "Troy didn't have to buy me shit, and I was going to buy it when he offered! He offered! In addition, Troy told her that and she goes and twists every single sentence I say! Gawd! She won't even let him go out with us when she is in town, she has to go with us all and she hates basketball, which Troy loves." I said looking at her, she was typing on the computer when she glanced over at me.

"She does hate basketball; I didn't know Troy loved it though."

"Played it for two years in college before he blew his knee out, he is majoring in sports management his dad is a basketball freak. We all go out to a bar and watch the Lakers games, when we were in high school we would go to LA twice a year to watch them play and we always had a blast."

She typed at the computer for a moment before slipping her glasses off and looking at me, "I think you should talk to Troy,"

"About what?"

"Tell him not to marry her."

I laughed, "I have already tried, and I tried to get them to break up for the last two years. When he told me they were engaged, I flipped out. I thought they might have broken up but nope, they were going to tie the knot, damn I wish I had a beer." I mumbled to myself

"Gawd, when she told me I had to act happy. She told me she was going to head down to North Carolina to start all of the planning. I thought she was crazy, I thought she was mental."

"She is mental."

She then handed me my iPhone, "Here ya go, if you have any issues feel free to call us. I am sorry about Rob too."

I nodded my head, "I am glad I am not the only one that doesn't think this is right." I told her, she gave me a smile and leaned over the counter, "I think we have different reasons though,"

"Huh? What?" I asked her, she gave me a look and then leaned her head back, "I am pretty sure you know what I mean," she said, Corrie then replaced her glasses on her face and disappeared behide the counter, I watched her as she did so. I felt my mouth go dry and my head start to spin, "Whoa"

I looked at my iPhone and I called one of the many people I could talk too.

Chad.

It rang for a moment before he finally picked up the phone, "Wello?"

"Are you eating something?" I asked him, "Mhm."

I rolled my eyes as I pushed my way out of the AT&T store, "Chad, I ran into one of Brittany's 'fans'" I said to him, I heard him stop chewing, "Which one?"

"Corrie, she works at the AT&T store," I spoke into the phone with a loud voice trying to talk over the roaring; I pushed into a Starbucks, which was down the street for it to become a little quieter.

"Oh, Corrie isn't too bad."

"I know, she doesn't want Troy and Brittany to get married either, but as I was walking out she I told her I am glad I am not the only one and she goes yeah but you are for a different reason. Do you know what she means?" I asked him, I ordered a tea and waited in line for it to come up.

"Uhm, that she knows that you love Troy."

"Am I really that bad Chad?"

He laughed and laughed, was it really a funny question? "Yes, yes you are."

I rolled my eyes and I grabbed my tea that was sitting there, "Fine, I didn't think I was that bad." I mumbled, "Just be glad Brittany doesn't pick up on it."

"She was the one to tell me he never loved me." I said, I went back out onto the street and walked to our apartment, five blocks away.

"Ha- you were pissed at her for that one."

"I am pissed at her for everything," I told him; I took a long sip of my tea, the good tasting in my mouth. "I just want this to all be over." I told Chad

"Don't we all?"

"Hey are you at the apartment?" I asked him, "Nope, I am at Taylor's house hanging out and yes, I picked up the whole apartment by myself, took me three hours."

"And probably two minutes to do so." I said, I took another sip at my drink before I saw our building come into view, "Okay, well I am gonna go, tell Tay I say hi." I said

"Will do, see you later."

I hung up my iPhone and I glanced at its blank self, I smiled knowing I could go shopping for phone covers.

I walked into our apartment and I went up the stairs on the elevator, I heard the click which level we went. I got to our level and I stepped out heading towards our apartment.

I slid out my keys and I placed them in the lock, I unlocked the door and I stepped through, I was getting ready to call for Troy when I heard him talking, I shut the door quietly so he couldn't hear me.

"I am mom but I just don't know how to tell her!" he was quiet, he must be speaking to his mom, "I knew I should have told her then but-"

I stepped closer to his room, I heard him shuffling around, what was he doing?

"Yes, yes I know how to use it." I heard something hit the ground, which made me jump, I tried to be silent, I slipped my purse off and I laid it right next to the door. I placed my drink right next to that as I crept forward to listen to more of the conversation, "She would have been pissed and she was already mad at me, I didn't want to make it worse."

"Yea, we are doing okay now, the trip was just plain horrible." His voice went quiet again, more shuffling around in his room; I glanced in to see him squatting in front of a box, the top of his black and blue Calvin Klain underwear showing, "Mom! I will tell her I am moving to North Carolina when I want to!" he yelled into the phone, I gasped and I felt tears rush to my eyes, I pushed open his door and I saw him spin around to face me, "Y-your moving?" I asked quietly, his face paled and he dropped the phone, he caught it breaking our eye contact, "Mom I gotta go."

I felt tears start washing down my cheeks as he stood in front of my speechless, he tried to talk more than once but no words would leave his mouth. I turned and I headed for the door, I felt the sobs leaving my throat one by one, they ran through my chest as a violent wave.

Troy beat me to the door though, "Please don't just walk out." He said quietly, I looked up at him, making eye contact, "How could you not tell me about this?" I yelled at him, tears washing down my cheeks, "How long have you known!" I screamed at him, he walked forward trying to bring me into a hug.

I backed away from him, "I have known for maybe a week, Brittany wants us to be closer to her parents and wants to go back there and live that life."

Another shudder of tears, I could not believe this, "What about us?" I asked him, "What about everything we have?" I yelled my voice raw with tears and anger.

"Gabs, I can't just live our life anymore," he said, his voice rising with emotion

"What do you mean? Why can't we be us anymore? Why does everything have to change?"

"Gabi I can't because I am going to be committed!"

"To the wrong damn person!" I screeched he dropped his head, "Why can't you just be happy for me for fifteen minutes or at least act like you are fucking happy!"

I tried to swallow some of my tears, "Troy, because, I know Brittany! She isn't good for you; she doesn't let you do anything." I yelled, tears erasing all of my make-up on my face. Troy and I stood closer together now, his face was red with anger, and his eyes danced a colorless gray.

"She lets me do a lot Gabi; you don't know her like I do because you wont take a fucking moment to! She walked through that door and you had a problem with her just because she walked in the door, I supported every guy you dated, why can't you just be happy for me?"

"Oh really? Gawd, did you know she said you never loved me? Or that I was just some wanna be trying to get attention with you? On the other hand, that she does not even know we dated! How can this be a real relationship if she does not even know? You are getting married! Troy, I supported Alana but I did not like her! She didn't like me and why, why are we going over this again? In addition, I knew that she was going to change everything and look around Troy, what the hell is the same anymore? Huh?" I screamed, my voice starting to crack and break.

I saw him swallow hard before he stepped back, "I am going to tell her."

"When?" I fired back

He ran his fingers through his hair and he shrugged, "I don't know,"

"Well be free to tell her whenever because it seems that you don't give a fuck about our relationship anymore, I am done Troy." I glanced up at him and took a shaky breath, "I have one more question Troy, are you moving or are you moving on from us? Are you trying to get a whole new life and just forget about us little people?" I asked him, he did not answer. His eyes only locked onto mine, I closed my eyes trying to stop the tears, "I understand," I said softly, "Just forget about us because I am starting to believe there never was an us. I think you are finally going to be happy, nobody will have to know there was an us." I said I then started for my room, tears coming down faster than ever.

When I turned into my room Troy did not even come after me, I felt my heartbreak into a hundred little pieces; he was the one to come after me in our break-up, would you not think it would be the same here?

I struggled to pack my bag as the tears fell down my face, I grabbed the Gucci shoes off the floor and I looked at them. I set them on the now unmade bed; I grabbed a piece of paper that reads 'Just give these to Brittany.'

I pulled on a hoodie and I wiped my eyes, I picked my suitcase, blanket, and pillow. I headed towards the door to leave the apartment; I did not want to be here anymore. I did not hear Troy but I knew he was in his room, I slung my purse over my shoulder and I grabbed my drink.

I walked out the door and I slammed it behide me, I got on the elevator and went down to the bottom floor, I hauled a taxi and got inside.

I told the guy Taylor's address, he nodded his head and drove the ten blocks to her apartment. I tried to control my tears the entire ride to her place but as we got closer the more they came flooding to my eyes, I would blink hard and try to make them stop before they spilled over the edge.

He pulled up in front of the building; he helped me get the suitcase out of the trunk. I paid him giving him a tip along with that, I walked inside and went up to the fifth level. The doors opened up and I walked to her door. I knocked hard yet light.

I heard giggling, I heard Chad's voice, which made tears break over my barriers, and I felt them slide down my cheeks as the door swung open. Taylor opened up with Chad's arms around her neck; he lips were on her temple until he saw me. Taylor had a smile on her face but it quickly turned into a frown. Chad's arms dropped and he was instantly reached for me.

"Gabi, what happened?" She asked, I tried to speak but all that came out were sobs, Chad grabbed my suitcase and he helped me into the apartment. I sat down on the couch and I cried into my hands, I could them both there watching me. When I felt dry out of tears I looked up at them, "Troy and I are done. He doesn't want anything more to do with me." I said sniffling.

"How honey? What did he say?"

"I asked him one question that he couldn't answer." I paused and I wiped my eyes again, "If he was moving or moving on." I whispered, "And not a word left his mouth, nothing, when I went to my room nothing. When I walked out of the apartment nothing."

"That doesn't mean anything honey," I nodded my head and closed my eyes, "It means everything, absoutly everything."

Troy's POV

I leaned against the doorframe looking into her room, the picture frame still sitting there, the shoes with the note I have read a thousand times.

I took a drink of my beer when I heard the door slam shut, I did not flinch nor did I turn. I knew I knew it was not her. I knew she was not ever going to talk to me again, I knew she was done with me.

I took another drink before I could hear feet pounding against the floor, going to my room and then heading my direction. I had a gut feeling I knew who it was. "What the hell have you done know Bolton?" I sighed as I felt a tear roll down my cheek, "I fucked up Chad."

"You really fucked up, she is crying like somebody just died!"

"Something did die Chad! Our relationship died and…and I don't know how to fix it anymore."

"Anymore? Whats going on?"

"I am moving."

"To?"

"North Carolina, when I leave to go down there Thursday, which is my last day in New York."

Chad looked up at me, "Please be shitting me," he said, he fro even sank, his whole body just sagged.

I shrugged, "It's what Brittany wants."

"Is Brittany going to get every damn thing that she wants Troy? You cannot even stick up for your friends. What about school? Our dreams of opening Bolton and Danforth Physical Therapy?" he asked, I blinked my tears back as I took another pull of beer.

"I don't know Chad."

He sighed and I felt him start to turn, "What did she tell you?" he asked me

"Basically that our friendship was over if I chose Brittany over her but then the thing she asked me was if I was moving to move or moving to move on and I couldn't answer it for her, I didn't know how to answer it for her."

"Why? Why couldn't you answer it for her?"

"Because…she wasn't going to get an answer she wanted. I have been looking at Gabi in more than a friend way lately and I cannot do that. I just cant, I have Brittany now and that is the end. I hope she still goes to the wedding, comes down and sees me and all that because I still love her as my best friend." I stopped to look at the picture again, tears showing in my eyes.

"Bolton, I suggest you go and try to talk to her."

I bit my lip, "I will call her in a few days or tomorrow or something. I am giving her some space at the moment, because I think we both need that."

I looked at Chad for one of the first times since he showed up, he looked hurt. "Fine, if that is how this game is going to be played, I will give you space Troy, I will go over to Taylor's house while you figure your life out. Call me if you need help because I can probably point you in the right direction." He then turned to head for the door, "Chad!" I called his hand on the door handle.

"What?"

"Will you still be my best man?"

He looked up at me, "Yea, I will but I won't be happy about it. Next time, after your divorce pick the right girl." He then walked out and slammed the door.

I starred…not knowing what to do next because I lied. I lied to Gabi, I lied to Chad, I lied and it backfired. I did not love Gabi as a best friend, I think I loved her more than that…I think I always have and I think I always will.

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