G Force

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AN: Okay…I put my heart and soul into this chapter. I actually cried writing it. I put a lot of real emotion into it. It's crazy how connected you can become to you characters and your writing. I really hope that it shows.

I hope the reasoning Gabriella has here is real and makes sense. I did my best to express it to yall. Im nervous to see if I was able to do that.

Anyway…on to the chapter…Reviews are greatly appreciated.

You can thank Vivi for this update :)

Chapter 11

Gabriella took a deep breath as she fumbled with her damp curls. She stared at herself in the small mirror on the ivory wall of Troy's bathroom. Her mind was racing and her heart was pounding. She had come here for a purpose. On impulse naturally, her insides were tumbling and her mind was questioning. Everything that had hurt, still hurt, but right now something else mattered more. She stared at herself hoping that strength would find her. She closed her eyes momentarily as she brought her fingers to rub her eyes. She ran her hands through her hair and blew out a long breath from her plump lips. She could do this. She had to do this. She turned around and reached for the brass door knob taking one more deep breath for good measure and entered his room.


Troy was lying on his bed with his eyes closed, his arms straight above his head and his feet dangling over the foot of the mattress. After almost four years of constant uncertainty with Gabriella he'd thought he'd be used to the random possibilities. He wasn't. Everything with Gabriella affected him like he never imagined. No matter how he tried to prepare himself he never could quite get there. Something always overshadowed his rationality. His first instinct was to do whatever she asked. To help. To make it better, no matter the task. Not always the best case scenario, but with Gabriella, in her mind it was. Which meant it was soon his as well.

The door clicked and the sound of two small feet tapping the ceramic floor flooded his ears. He slowly raised his body into a sitting position and watched her petite body moved to sit in the chair a few feet in front of him. He couldn't help the warmth that filled his gut and the tug at his heart as he took in the way her beautiful face was highlighted by her long semi-wet curls that cascaded down her slender shoulders. His white V-neck t-shirt and grey sweat pants swallowed her tiny frame all the while still expressing the unvarying sexiness that she epitomized. His eyes studied her striking features while is mouth never muttered a word, knowing that she wanted first shot. He sat up tall and laced his fingers together and waited.

Gabriella picked at her bottom lip with her slender fingers as she stared into his ocean blue eyes. Her gaze moved down to his white v-neck that covered his tan solid chest and even more sculptured torso. His strong legs stood still against the base of the mattress. He was dazzling. She quickly brought her eyes back to his. She needed to do this. She was doing the right thing. She hoped she was doing the right thing. Right now, it seemed like the only solution. She needed the aid. She needed it for her sanity. For her heart. For her mind. She knew he was waiting for her to say something. She picked up her feet from the ground and brought them to rest in an Indian sitting position. She watched his eyes follow her every movement and then come back to rest upon her face. She had to say something. This was her talk. This was her idea. She took a deep breath and dropped her hand from her mouth.

"I want to hate you." She swallowed as she closed her eyes and shook her head softly, "God, how I want to hate you." The pain, the sorrow, the hate flickering back and forth over her orbs, "You left me Troy. You left when I needed you the most. You weren't there when my hell opened up and threatened to swallow me whole."

She sighed, "Sometimes I wonder if it actually did. It seems like the only reasoning I can come up with for why a constant burning scorches my heart, my skin, my mind. I needed you Troy. I needed you like I needed my next breath. I needed your love, your support, your words…I need…you"

She let her eyes travel the room for a moment and then brought them back his, "You weren't there when she slowly faded. You weren't there when they said there was nothing they could do. You weren't there when my father was absent."

Her voice began to crack as a few stray tears trailed down her cheeks, "She got better you know? I had hope… Actual hope… You weren't there to share it with me… I was alone. All I had was my mother to give me the words you should have, my father should have. She was improving slowly, but her body looked like a skeleton with loose skin that could fall and break at any moment. But you know what? She was the one comforting me. She was the one giving me strength. She shouldn't have had to do that. My father was off helping others instead of the ones who cried for and needed him most."

She wiped the tears from her face with the pads of her fingertips, "You promised Troy." She said broken as her hurt filled brown eyes bore into his begging for reasoning.

"I believed you. I counted on you, I loved you. Oh, how I love you" She shook her head as she gnawed on the inside of her cheek, "The scans were clear. There were six clear scans. Six. Six and then seven came and …"She tangled her curls in a knot between her fingers as she looked off. Her face broken in pain.

Troy sat in horror. His eyes glued on her every movement. His heart falling and his gut retching. Tears filling his eyes as his jaw sat clenched and his lips formed a straight line.

She brought her tear filled eyes back to his, "I knew in my gut that this was it and you know what I wanted? What I wanted so badly? I wanted you Troy. I thought of you every day. Every fucking day." She shook her head as her tears ran like rivers.

She was silent for moment. "I begged him to stay put. I begged him to let her stay where she was." Anger laced her voice, "but he fucking moved her. He fucking moved her to another city. Another hospital."

She closed her eyes tight and brought her hands to cover her face as her body began to shake, "I lost the last thing I had. I lost the last thing that was by my side. I lost my mother. I had no one. I have no one"

She dropped her hands. Her tear soaked faced coming back into view. "You weren't there. You weren't there for the worst day of my life. You weren't there to rub my back, kiss my cheek, kiss my lips, make love to me. You weren't there to tell me I could make it."

She was silent for an instant as she stared at him. Her eyes traveled his features. The pain and dismay in his face told her she was doing the right thing.

"I have so much anger, resentment and hatred in my body. God knows, my father fucks up on a daily bases and discovers a new way to ruin my life with every waking moment. He gives me a new reason to burn inside, to hate him and now you show up. Now you are back in my life. Every feeling, good and bad smacking me in the face, in the chest, in the heart.

Troy bit his bottom lip and tried to speak, "Brie" he said in a soft pleading voice.

"No…let me finish."

He clenched his jaw tight. Watching her unravel. Watching her break from the inside was killing him. His decision to leave had been a heart tugging one. At the time it seemed like the only solution. The only way to secure her future. To secure their future.

"I can't hate you both at the same time Troy. I can't deal with my mother's death at the same and hate you both like my insides are screaming to do. I look at my father and want to scream. I look at you and I…fuck….I want you to wash it all away. I want you to do what you use to do. I want you make it better."

She let out a long sigh, "I want to hate you, but I can't right now Troy. I need you. I need you to feel. I need you to heal. I need you to help me forget and face what I haven't." The tears rolled down her cheeks and onto her neck. "I need you to help me forget the smell of the carnations and the incense. I need you to help me grieve and then I can hate you again, but I can't do it all at once, not without dying inside. Please….Please Troy"

Troy stared at her shaking and shattering body as he let out a sigh, "I want you to understand though Brie. I want you to listen to what you have refused in the past. Are you willing to do that?"

Gabriella swallowed as she wiped the flowing tears from her eyes "not now"

Troy took a deep breath, "will you ever?"

Gabriella sat silent for a moment, "maybe"

That was enough for him. He slowly got up from the bed and moved to kneel down in front her. He stared into her wet eyes as he brought his hands to her tear coated faced and swept the stray hairs that were stuck to the dampness. He swallowed as he wet his bottom lip. He looked from her beautiful scared eyes to her crimson lips and back. He bit his bottom lip and then brushed his lips against hers with force.

Gabriella's eyes closed tight as she let him kiss her. Really kiss her. Tears poured down her cheeks as her heart beat increased and her body began to warm.

Troy's hands moved further into her long black curls as he parted her lips with his tongue. He tilted their heads to the side in order to fully touch every part of her. He led her tongue in a comforting and arousing embrace. His lips moved over hers in sweet harmony as he inhaled her enticingly lovely scent. He massaged the base of her neck with the tips of his finger as he kissed her the way she needed. The way he had ached to do for so long. He slowly released their lips and gazed into her chocolate orbs. Her breathing was hitched and her lips swollen. He watched her trail her tongue over the crimson color and he swallowed breathlessly as he looked back into the dark eyes that made his gut twist. He bit the inside of his cheek as his fingers traveled to the hem of her shirt. His eyes never left the depths of hers as he lifted the shirt over her head. He watched her take a deep breath while his eyes traced her supple mounds and then moved back to her delicate face. He grabbed her lips with his and let his hands move slowly down her back enjoying every contour. He moaned as his mouth traveled along her jaw down her neck over her shoulder finally meeting her breast. He took her erect nipple in his mouth and sucked lightly eliciting a moan from her throat that sent his pulse racing and his erection begging release. His hands cupped her ass as he lifted her from the chair. His lips found hers again in urgency and a mind stopping kiss soon ensued.

Gabriella's hands clawed at his shirt as soon as her back hit the mattress. She needed to feel more of him. She wanted his heated skin against hers. She wanted him to warm everything thing inside her. She wanted him to fill her the way he only could. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and pulled his ripped chest to rest upon hers, "oh…God…thank you" She groaned as she threw her head back. It was getting better. Something was easing.

Troy's hands moved to the waistband of the sweatpants she was wearing and pulled them down her slender toned legs till they fell to the floor. He stood up tall in front of the bed and basked in her perfect body. He let out a sexy grunt as his fingers dipped into the waist band of his pajama bottoms, "are you sure?"

Gabriella nodded, "I need it. I need you" she said in a low sensual voice as she lifted herself onto her elbows.

"Fuck Brie" he said in a husky voice when he saw the intent in her eyes and the movement of her gestures. He shifted his pants until they were no longer touching any part of his body. He lowered himself on top of her and spread her legs with his knees. He brushed the soft erratic curls from her face and stared lovingly into her eyes. He pecked her lids, her cheeks and then her lips. He increased the pressure of his lips upon hers as his tongue fluttered inside her mouth. His hand traced the path from her breast down her flat stomach to her core. He flicked her clit with his thumb as he spread her further. He hovered over her entrance as he broke their embrace. He bore into her eyes with his as he thrust his dick inside her.

Gabriella's eyes rolled back at the instant feel of him surrounded by her walls. She contracted around his length as he pumped hard and fast inside her. She brought her knees closer to her chest wanting him as deep as possible. "Mmmm" she moaned into his shoulder as he filled her with sparks and tingles of hope and love.

His hands wrapped around her ass as he pulled her into his every thrust. His mouth trailed nips and kisses along her neck and shoulder. "God baby….Ohh" he groaned as sweat began to collect on their bodies.

Gabriella clenched him as tight as she could as her orgasm began to see the light, "Troy" she moaned.

Troy closed his eyes tight. The sound of her voice told him she was close and the rippling from his toes up his spine told him he was going to blow at any moment. He crashed his lips upon hers, "Ohh Brie. You…mean…so much" he said between long sensual kisses.

Gabriella nodded as her wave of immense pleasure overtook her body. She slowly began to shake in reveal.

Troy thrust with all his will, love and ability wanting to give her all she needed and desired. The white lights covered his vision as he came inside the woman he loved and always would love.

Their breathing became normal and the sweat began to dry. Troy rolled over and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead as his fingers moved up and down her arm. They were the mirror image on the outside of what they six years ago. If only it were that simple on the inside. Troy knew that they were far from what he had hoped would be. What he thought would happen when he left six years ago, but this was a step. A step in the right direction to having what he had always wanted and did everything for. His driving force that made him get up every day and succeed. Be the best. He was going to have it. He had to.

This was the right thing. It had been solidified the moment he touched her. Dealing with their issues had to be put on the back burner. He had something that she needed and she needed it before her insides exploded. Gabriella brushed her cheek against his chest as she inhaled his scent leaving a soft kiss upon his skin. She closed her eyes and let out her first content sigh in a year.