A/N: Hey guys. Erin here. Sorry about the long wait for an update but I've been so incredibly busy with work and stuff that I haven't had time to write anything. And plus, you'll see why when you read this chapter. I've just got something important I need to tell you guys...
The school offered me a indefinate position everyday from 9 to 4 and that's good for me, but you also know that I won't be able to update as much anymore cause I'll be in work. So, I apologize but it could take a while before I update this story.
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High School Nightmare
Chapter 12: Shock
All nine of the teens in the room couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Ryan fall out of the closet and just how horrible Ryan actually looks. It just didn't seem real. There's no way this broken body could actually be Ryan.
His complexion is so pale, he almost looks like a ghost. His breathe is so short that they could all tell that just breathing is taking some of his strength away. He also looks like he's struggling just to keep his eyes open and that's making him weaker. They could also see him struggling to get him but failing. There's blood everywhere. He's a bloody mess.
They also know that if they don't do something to get out of this mess, then both Ryan and Troy will die. But how? What could they possibly do to end this mess without risking someone else getting hurt? None of them actually know.
---Sharpay---
I screamed in horror when I saw my brother fall out of that closet. I couldn't believe my eyes. I covered my mouth with my hand and felt some tears welling up in my eyes. That can't possibly be my brother, the boy who I have known since we were both born, the boy who always has a smile on his face and never actually started something with other kids our age. There's no way. It kills me that I can barely recognize my own brother, my own flesh and blood.
That's when I saw the bastard who did this and my horror turned to anger. There's no way he's getting away with this. I'll die before that happens. He's going to pay for what he did to Ryan. I'll make sure of that personally. I'll rip him apart with my bare hands.
I jolted up, never taking my eyes off the bastard as I stood. "You son of a bitch" I screamed at him as I made my way towards him. "This is all your fault. I'm gonna kill you! I swear to god I'm gonna murder you!" I glared at him once he looked at me. If it's the last thing I ever do, then I'll make sure that he dies as slow and painful death. I swear I will
Then, I felt two strong arms surrounding my body, holding me back from going after the bastard. I knew that it's Zeke who held me back. Who else would it be? "Let me the fuck go Zeke!" I screamed as loud as I could manage as I struggled in Zeke's grip, trying to do whatever I could do to get him to let go of me. But it's no use. He wouldn't let go me.
"Shar, don't" Zeke said to me as he held me back from killing Logan or should I call him the bastard? "Don't do something to get yourself hurt Shar. You won't be helping Ryan if you get hurt" ok, I know he's right but can you blame me for being pissed? You would be too if it was your brother who had been shot.
I just can't seem to take it anymore. There's no use to hold my tears back. They would come no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I slowly slid to the ground. Zeke fell with me, never letting go of me. I clutched the back of his neck with my hand and buried my face in his shoulder, letting my tears wet his shirt. He rubbed my back in a circular motion, trying to calm me down.
"Ryan needs you, Shar" Zeke told me. I was so enraged before I completely forgot that my brother really needs me. I quickly pulled myself out Zeke's arms and ran towards Ryan. Just please tell me that he's going to be ok. Please?
I did the only thing I could do, pray. Pray that Ryan would get out of the school before he loses too much blood and passes out!
--- Zeke ---
I felt so horrified when I saw Ryan fall out of that closet. I just couldn't believe it. It's just so unreal. The only thing I could think is poor Ryan and how bad it must have hurt, as if he isn't in enough pain to begin with.
But I also know that what I'm feeling is nothing compared to what Sharpay is feeling. I have to stay strong for her sake. I couldn't let her see me weak.
"You son of a bitch!" I heard Sharpay scream at the top of her lungs. I looked over in her direction to find her standing up. I know exactly what she wants to do. Not saying that I blame her though. I would be pissed if that was my brother on the ground.
I watched Sharpay's every move, hoping that she wouldn't do something stupid, like try to go after Logan. I would hate for Logan to hurt her in anyway. Sharpay means a lot to me.
Yes, it's safe to say that I'm in love with Sharpay Evans and I know that's for sure. No one has ever made me feel the way she does.
"This is all your fault!" I watched as Sharpay ran towards Logan. I jolted up, hoping to stop her. I don't want her to do something to get herself or anyone else hurt. Chad is still blaming himself for what happened to Troy before even though it's not his fault.
What he did took guts. He did what he had to do to get us all out of here and unfortunately, Troy got shot. But it's not his fault. It's Logan's fault so, if you want to blame someone, blame him, not Chad.
I quickly jolted up and ran to Sharpay as she ran towards Logan. I have to stop her. I don't know what I would do if Sharpay got hurt. I would kill Logan if that happened. I quickly pulled her away and held her close to me. "Shar, don't" I told her calmly. "Don't do something to get yourself hurt. You won't be helping Ryan if you got hurt"
Just then, Sharpay started to cry really hard and slowly slid to the ground. I slid with her, never letting go of her. She buried her head in my shoulder and let her tears wet my shirt. She clutched my neck with her hand. Her nails literally scratched my neck but I don't care. Sharpay is more important to me then anything else. I just held her close and let her sob into my shoulder.
"Ryan needs you" I told her, before I kissed her hair and I looked up at the ceiling. Please, just let us survive this nightmare. Please just let Troy and Ryan survive this nightmare. They need the prayers more then anyone else in this classroom.
Sharpay quickly pushed herself out of my arms and jolted up. She immediately to Ryan's side, falling to her knees in order to help him. I quickly followed, hoping that there's something I can do to help.
--- Chad ---
I have never felt so enraged in my life. I want to freaking kill Logan now for all the hell he put both Troy and Ryan through. Ryan is one of my best friends and he's going to get what's coming to him. I'll make sure of that personally. I do keep my promises. He's going to pay. He's going to get it, if it's the last thing I do in this world
I held my breathe, trying to stop myself from doing something that could possibly get someone else hurt. I don't know what I would do if it was Taylor had been shot. I would have probably killed Logan and then killed myself.
I turned my head when I heard Sharpay yell out. She's furious. No, she's beyond furious. She's so pissed. It's actually quite freaky. I've never actually seen her so mad. Now, I know to stay away from Sharpay from her. Not that I wouldn't have before.
Zeke had jolted up also and ran to hold Sharpay back. He really does care about her. I really do hope that she decides to go out with him cause they would be perfect for each other. Everyone knows. Even they do.
I saw Sharpay collapse in Zeke's arm as tears began to come down her cheeks. Why am I sitting here thinking about how Sharpay and Zeke would be perfect together instead of going after Logan. I'm such an idiot sometimes.
I quickly jolted up, glaring at the Logan the entire as I stood. I'm going to make him pay. If it's the last thing I ever do, I'm going to make feel all the pain he inflicted on two of my good friends. I'll make sure of it personally and everyone that knows me knows that I don't fuck around. He will get what's coming to him.
My breathing is rather heavy, probably cause I'm so angry. The bastard didn't even seem to notice me. Good. This will make things a whole lot easier for me.
Just as I started to walk quietly towards Logan, I felt a hand on my wrist, as if to hold me back. I turned to look at Troy, the kid who I have forgotten needs me more then Logan does. The kid who got shot cause of my stupidity. Why was I such an idiot.
I could see Troy shaking his head as if to tell me not to bother and the bastard isn't worth it and I shouldn't waste my time by going after him.
But why the heck shouldn't I make the bastard suffer? He shot Ryan on purpose and now, Ryan looks like a mess and he's slowly dying. He shot Troy.
Well, technically, that was an accident. He didn't mean for Troy to get shot. It just kind of happened.
I've been looking for someone else to blame cause of the whole Troy getting shot thing when really, I'm the to blame. If I didn't try and take the gun from Logan, then Troy wouldn't have been shot. This is my fault. No matter what anyone says, this is all my fault.
I looked at the look at Troy had written all over his face. Worry. He doesn't want me to do something stupid. Not going to lie though, that is something I would do, especially when I'm pissed. That's typical me though.
"Don't" Troy mouthed to me. I could see that every word he's saying is taking a toll on his body.
"And why the hell not?" I questioned him. "The bastard deserves it" I questioned him. In truth, the idiot deserves to get his ass beaten down for what he did to both Troy and Ryan. Why the hell shouldn't I go after him?
Troy looked serious "Please…. don't do anything… to get yourself hurt. No one… could handle it… if someone else… got hurt Chad… and you won't be helping… Ryan" he whispered to me. Ok, maybe he's right. But Troy's my best friend. Can you blame me for being angry?
I looked up at Taylor, who had stood up. She was walking towards me. She put both of her hand on my face. "He's right, Chad. Go help Ryan. He needs you more" she told me.
"But-" I tried to question before I got off
"Chad, please. Do this for me. For me and Troy" Taylor said. I looked over at Troy, who looks so weak. It kills me to see him like that. And what's even worse is the fact that it's my fault. I'm such an idiot. I never should have tried to grab the gun.
I thought for a second. Troy looked at me expectantly.
Ok, Troy and Taylor are right. I won't be helping anyone if I got hurt of I got someone else hurt. But can you blame me for being mad? Two of my good friends have been shot. I don't blame myself for being mad and I'm sure that Troy and Ryan wouldn't either.
Before I had the chance to thank Troy or Taylor, I ran over to where Ryan was, hoping to help him. I just hope that I'm not too late.
--- Taylor ---
I covered my mouth with hand. Never in my life have I felt so helpless then when I saw Ryan fall out of that closet. My eyes widened when I realized just how badly hurt he really is.
Oh my god. This can't be happening. No, it really can't. all these years of studying and I don't know what to do to help Ryan. What use am I?
I do know one thing. If we don't do something to get out of this mess, Ryan will die. He's lost so much blood now as it is. I know I have to do something but we don't have more of the supplies left to help Ryan. Gabriella and I used all the gauze before on Troy when we realized that he had been shot.
I couldn't help but feel guilty. What am I supposed to feel? We have no supplies to help Ryan. We just have to get out of this nightmare somehow and soon. Before Troy and Ryan die.
I couldn't help but watch as Sharpay stood up and tried to run towards Logan before Zeke stopped her. I can't say I blame her. I would be pissed if my brother had been hurt as bad as Ryan had. I probably would have beat his ass down a long time ago. But that's me for you.
I turned my head when I noticed that Chad had let go off me. My eyes went wide when I saw him standing up. Hopefully, he's not going to do something that would get himself or anyone else hurt. I don't think he could handle someone else getting hurt. He still blames himself for what happened to Troy, even though it's not his fault.
Just then, I saw Chad turn his head to look down at Troy when Troy put a hand on Chad's wrist in order to stop him. Good for Troy, at least someone stopped Chad before he does something stupid. That is Chad for you though.
I could see Troy shaking his head. "Don't" I heard whisper. But his whisper was so weak, I almost didn't hear it. I feel so bad for Troy. It's got to hurt to have a bullet in your upper thigh. He looks so bad and he's lost a lot of blood as it is. He'll die also if we don't get out of this mess soon.
"And why the hell not?" Chad questioned and man, he looks really angry too. Chad is someone I would stay away from when he's pissed. "The bastard deserves it" yes, I personally agree that Logan does deserve to have his ass beaten down but in this case, I'm siding with Troy.
Wow, I never thought I would think that. I never liked Troy before. But he is Chad's best friend and I know he means a lot of to Chad also.
"Please…. don't do anything… to get yourself hurt. No one… could handle it… if someone else… got hurt Chad… and you won't be helping… Ryan" Troy whispered to Chad but it really did seem like he's having a tough time talking. Losing so much blood is taking a strong effect on his body.
I got up and I saw Chad turn around to look at me. I made my way over to him and put both my hands on his face, so he has no choice but to look at me "He's right, Chad. Go help Ryan. He needs you more" I told him. I know I'm right. Ryan needs all of us at the moment. But unfortunately, Troy can't help him cause he can't move.
"But-" Chad went to question me and Troy but I cut him off by giving him a warning look. He needs to help Ryan, if anything.
"Chad, please. Do this for me. For me and Troy" I told him. If that doesn't convince him, I don't know what will.
Just as I hoped he would, Chad turned around and ran to where Ryan is. I quickly followed him, hoping that I'm not too late.
---Ryan---
I looked up and I saw all my friends. Boy was I glad to see them but what are they doing here? I looked to my left and I saw Logan, the asshole that shot me and I felt the rage build. I hate him for what he did to me and I really want to kill him.
I heard looked over at Sharpay when I heard her scream. Sharpay is such a drama queen but I love her for that. I was so glad too see her. Sharpay was screaming at Logan and this isn't good. I wanted to stop her before she got hurt. thank God Zeke was there to help her.
I couldn't really hear what they were saying because all I could really think about was the pain in the back on my back. I lost a lot of blood and I new I needed help fast.
Sharpay ran to me and sobbed into my chest. The weight from her head weighed my chest down but I couldn't find my voice to tell her to move.
Then, Zeke came over he held onto Sharpay while she was on me. I wanted Sharpay to know that I was going to be fine but. The pain was getting to the point where I couldn't feel my legs and that not a good sign at all. What am I supposed to think?
The next thing I saw was Chad and man, he looked angry. It looked like Chad was out for blood. Logan's blood. Chad was about to go after Logan but Chad was stopped by Troy. My mouth dropped and tears flooded my eyes when I saw the condition Troy is in.
He doesn't look like himself. He's so pale. He's having a tough time breathing, he's shaking, and he looks tired. I almost didn't recognize him.
I turned my head back to Zeke. "What's going on? What happened to Troy?" I managed to ask Zeke. I almost didn't hear my own voice. That's how weak I am.
He looked at me before he looked back at Troy and Chad. I could see the look on his face and I could see tears in his eyes. That's not a good sign.
My worry rose when I saw Zeke put his head down. "Troy got shot, Ryan" he told me. And the sound in his voice made me want to cry.
I looked over at Troy and that's when I noticed the gauze wrapped around Troy's thigh and I could see his blood all the gauze and on the floor beneath him.
I looked up to see Chad running over to me, followed by Taylor bit I wasn't paying attention to them. I was more concerned about Troy. He didn't look like himself. The Troy I know always had a smile on his face. There's no way that's him. It's just not possible.
I saw Gabriella kiss Troy's hand before she got up, grabbing Troy's Wildcats sweatshirt and ran to help me out. "Sharpay, you have to move so I can help him" I heard her say.
Sharpay did what she was asked to do and Gabriella took her place. I became worried when I heard Gabriella gasp. That's not a good thing. Will she just tell me what the heck is going on?
Knowing Gabriella, she wouldn't let me or Sharpay in on anything because she doesn't want to scare anyone but I know that it's not a good sign not to feel your legs. Am I going to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair? Can someone please just tell me?
I heard Gabriella asked Chad and Zeke if they could help her flip me onto my back. Uh oh, this is going to hurt like heck.
Chad and Zeke carefully rolled me on my back while I just gasped. I let tears fall down my face cause it hurt so bad. I just want this to end. For both me and Troy.
I saw Troy crying. I know he must feel guilty because he couldn't help me but I cant blame him. Heck, I want to help him but I cant because I cant move. I lost a lot of blood and I'm getting weaker each second.
I looked at Gabriella and gave her a small smile telling her thank you for the help. I looked over and Troy and I could tell he wasn't looking good. I gave Gabriella a worried look. Something happened to Troy.
Gabriella could see the worried look on my face and looked back at Troy. Her mouth dropped before she ran over to where Troy was. I only pray that she's not too late.
---Gabriella---
I looked up when I heard a loud crash come out of the closet and my eyes went wide when I saw Ryan fall out of that closet. He didn't look like himself at all. He was really pale and he looked weak. I couldn't believe this was happening too all of us, especially Ryan and Troy. If we don't get them out of here in time they would both die.
I don't know what I would do if I lost Troy. He's everything to me. He's my whole life. My life would be nothing without him.
Ryan was in the closet, in the same room that all of us were in and we didn't hear him scream at all. I thought we would have but we didn't. Ryan looked so weak. Blood was everywhere and I could see he was having a heard time breathing. I had a tough time believing that's really him.
I couldn't believe that I actually used to like Logan. What the hell was I thinking?
He's an asshole, who only thinks of himself. Does he not seem to care that both Troy and Ryan are both hurt really badly and that's all on him? None of this would have happened if he didn't bring that damn gun to school. I'm so happy I picked Troy over him.
Troy is everything to me. He's my whole life. I would be nothing without him. I would die for him. I love him so much and I don't know what I would do if I lost him.
I quickly brought Troy's hand to my mouth, kissing the back of it before I stood up, grabbing Troy's Wildcats sweatshirt and ran over to Ryan, who still had Sharpay sobbing in his chest.
I watched helplessly as Sharpay sobbed into Ryan's chest. I need her to get off of Ryan so I could help him. "Shar, you gotta move so I can help him" I told Sharpay. I can't blame her for being upset though but if she really wants me to help Ryan, then she'll move. I watched as Sharpay moved and fell into Zeke's arms.
I took her spot next to Ryan and I gasped at the wound. It was by the spine. How am I going to be able to explain to Ryan that if we don't get him out of here soon, that he might spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair? I just don't know. How am I going to explain this to Sharpay? I just don't know.
The next thing I did was take Troy's Wildcats sweatshirt and put it on Ryan's back. I know it wouldn't stop the blood completely but it would slow the blood flow a little bit. Now, all we have to do is talk Logan into letting him go.
"Chad, Zeke, help me turn him over" I said when I turned to look at Chad and Zeke, who stood behind me.
Chad and Zeke did what I told them to and carefully lifted Ryan up while Sharpay still continued to sob. I don't know how to tell her that Ryan could be paralyzed from the waist down if we didn't get him out of here.
I tied the sweat shirt around Ryan's waist. "Hang in there Ryan. You're going to be just fine" I told him as I found myself doubting that. He's hurt so badly.
I watched as Chad and Zeke slowly brought Ryan to the back wall. I couldn't help but notice Ryan looking in Troy's direction. I looked over and what I saw scared me half to death and the only thing I could do is rush back to Troy's side
---Troy---
I was doing everything in my power to stay awake when I heard a loud sound coming from the closet. I looked to see Ryan fall out of the closet. I couldn't believe my eyes. I let me mouth drop and tears began to immediately flood my eyes. I let my jaw drop before I covered my mouth with my hand.
I couldn't believe this whole time he was in the closet in the same room as us and we didn't even know it. How is that even possible?
I heard Sharpay scream and I just knew what she was going to do. Thank god Zeke was there to stop her because I wouldn't know what I would have done if anything happened to her. Sharpay she's like a sister to me. It pained me to see her like this.
I couldn't hold my emotions in any longer when I realized that I can't do anything to help Ryan because I can't move my leg. I let the tears roll down my face. I hate that I can't help Ryan.
This couldn't be happening to Ryan. He doesn't deserve this. No one does
I saw Chad get up from his seat. I know that look. He only shows that when he's pissed. I know he wants to kill Logan and I couldn't let anything happen to him or anyone else. He's like a brother to me. I wouldn't be able to .live with myself if something happened to him.
I grabbed his wrist and shook my head. "Don't" I told him, hoping that he would stop and just let Logan be.
Chad looked at me like I was crazy. I know that no one could handle it if he got hurt, especially Taylor. "And why the hell not?" he asked as he folded his arms across his chest and he looked at me like I'm a complete idiot.
It was very heard for me to talk but I had to tell him I was alright and he should help Ryan because he was the one that needed the help. "Please…. don't do anything… to get yourself hurt. No one… could handle it… if someone else… got hurt Chad… and you won't be helping… Ryan… You need to… help him…. I'll be fine" Chad looked at me.
"He's right, Chad. Go help Ryan. He needs you more" I gave Chad a nod, hoping to convince him to help Ryan. I don't think I could handle it if Chad went after Logan cause I know I wouldn't be able to stop him. I can't move.
"But-" Chad attempted to say but got off by Taylor putting both of her hands on his face.
"Chad, please. Do this for me. For me and Troy" Taylor said. That sound convince Chad. If that doesn't, I don't know what will.
Chad looked at me one last time before ran over to Ryan. Taylor followed him. Everyone was now over by Ryan. I looked at Gabriella and nodded my head over to Ryan. He needs her help more than I do.
I managed to smile when I felt Gabriella kiss the back of my hand one more time before she stood and rushed over to where Ryan was.
I was so out of it that I couldn't hear anything Gabriella was saying and my mind wasn't with her or Ryan . My mind in on the pain in my leg. God, it hurts so bad. Will someone just get me out of here?
I could tell I was getting weaker by the minute. I'm fighting so hard just to keep my eyes open. The pain in my leg keeps getting worse and worse and I don't know how much more I can take.
I looked at Ryan and I could see he's looking at me as Chad and Zeke brought him to the back wall and worry is written all over his face. I hated to see him worried about me when he's worse then I am. He shouldn't be worrying about me, he should be worrying about himself.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head on the wall behind me as the pain got worse. It's hurts so bad. I don't know how much more I can take. Never in my life have I felt pain like this before. Breaking my arm didn't hurt as much as this does.
I opened my eyes and looked at Gabriella one last time before I closed my eyes. The last thing I remember is hearing Gabriella scream my name before I couldn't stand the pain any longer and welcomed the darkness.
So, what did you guys think of this chapter? Did you like it? Did you hate it? (I hope not)
Is Troy going to be ok? Is he going to wake up this time? Well, you're going to have to review to find out. Just please don't hunt me down. I value my life and besides, I won't be able to update if you kill me. (lol)
I've actually had an idea for a new story (well, my sister gave me the idea and I thought it would be interesting) but I'm stuck on what I should name it.
Summary: While on a field trip, Troy, Gabriella, Chad, and Sharpay come across an old abondanded ship to find out that Gabriella is next in line to take over as the Queen of England but in order to take her place on the thrown, she must marry. Gabriella must deal with a scheming Sharpay, who wants her to marry Ryan for her own evil purposes, and her spoiled step sister, who has a plot to take Gabriella down for stealing the crown and sets her sights on Troy. Who will suceed?
and the two choices for the title are
1. The Heir Mess
2. I Didn't Sign Up For This
Just let me know which one guys like.
Thanks guys. You're the best
xoxo
Erin
