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He's My Student
Chapter 12
"So me and Taylor will meet you round yours later," Chad said as to Troy as they exited their last class of the day. Troy nodded as a response and they did a manly hug before parting and going their separate ways.
"Later man," he called turning round and going to Gabriella's classroom, as she was his ride home. Of course he exited the car round the corner of the school when they arrived this morning. He entered her room with a knock on the door and saw her at her desk head in one hand and writing something down at a fast speed with her other hand. She lifted her head at the knock and smiled tiredly at the visitor. He saw the smile and smiled back.
"Hard day?" He questioned walking over to her and she laughed half-heartedly.
"You could say that, i'm just marking these practice exam papers for my junior class." She answered as she put her pen down signing she'd finished and putting them in her top desk draw. She stood up and he walked over to her wrapping his arms over her shoulders and she happily wrapped her arms around him, instantly relaxing into his chest.
"I'm so tired," she mumbled into his torso, proving her point as a yawn came over her; he smiled and kissed her hair lovingly.
"You almost ready to go?" Troy asked after a few minutes' silence and she nodded pulling back picking her bag up and grabbing her car keys.
"Lets go," she said and he nodded walking to the door. As they got to the front door, Troy's ring tone cut their conversation short. He pulled it out of his pocket and frowned at the number coming across the screen.
"Who is it?" Gabriella asked seeing his expression.
"The nursery, what would they want. My mom's picking her up," he said.
"Answer it," she demanded softly and he did as said.
"Hello?" Troy questioned.
"Hi Mr Bolton, your going to have to come pick Sydney up." A voice answered and Troy recognised it as Sydney's teacher.
"Why what happened? Isn't my mom supposed to be picking her up?"
"Oh she's here alright, along with a very angry blonde. Your mom's phoned the police saying she shouldn't be here or something. I don't know." The teacher said rushed and very confused, with also slight panic in her voice.
"The police what?" Troy asked worry itching its way up his body. Gabriella's head shot to Troy's at this and grabbed his arm, picking their pace up to her car. Not bothering to tell him she'll meet him round the corner.
"I don't know, just come down here." The teacher pleaded, he nodded.
"I'll be there a.s.a.p." He answered flatly shutting the phone.
"What's going on?" Gabriella questioned pulling out onto the main road and to the nursery.
"I don't know for sure. She just said my mom rang the police as there was a very angry blonde or something, i don't know what's happening." Troy answered with a sigh. "What's an angry blonde got to do with me or my mom?" Troy asked himself his brow scrunched up in confusion. Gabriella swallowed before asking the question that had entered her mind.
"You don't think it's Syd's mom do you?" Troy's face paled a bit and let his head fall back on the headrest.
"Fuck, put your foot down El." He answered and she nodded, as she gradually began to speed up. The rest of the journey was spent in silence and they eventually arrived at the needed destination.
"Do you want me to come in or?" Gabriella trailed off as she stopped at the front door of the nursery. He nodded as he opened the car door.
"Yeah come on," and she rushed out and went to his side and they more or less ran inside.
"What the fuck is she doing here?" he asked in a whisper looking in the door window that led to the room. Inside the room was the teacher, a policeman, Stacy and Lucille with a terrified Sydney on her knee head buried in her nana's neck. They looked to the door as they heard it open.
"Da-dd-y," Syd stuttered in a shout through her tears and ripped herself from Lucille. He bent down to pick her up as she ran to him.
"Hey princess, you okay?" He asked and she shook her head no.
"Mean wady twied to twake me," she sobbed and her lip began to quiver again and she put her head on his shoulder as fresh tears came. He kissed the side of her head and stroked her hair.
"It's okay, i'm here now and i'll not let her take you." Troy whispered and she nodded into his shoulder as he rocked her. They walked to the table they were sat at and sat down, Troy sending a glare at his ex-girlfriend.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Troy spat.
"Nice to see you too," Stacy answered sarcastically, a fake smile across her face. "And to answer your question, i came to see my daughter."
"Not going to happen," Troy hissed.
"And who's going to stop me? You? Your little whore over here?" Stacy said smirking.
"Leave Gabriella out of this, and if there's a whore in this room its you. And actually the courts will stop you seeing her." Troy informed the blonde still stroking Syd's hair.
"The courts can't do fuck all,"
"I'm afraid they can Miss, seeing as you left your daughter in custody with Troy. Meaning unless Troy wants you to see her then you have no right." The policeman said and Troy turned to him noticing it was the policeman who is on his robbery case. Troy shot him a small nod as a thank you.
"And i can let you know right now that ain't going to happen." Troy hissed at her again. Gabriella was sat next to Lucille in silence, having heard only 3 sentences out of Sydney's biological mother she already started to dislike her.
"I haven't done anything for you to go to court and get a restraining order against me," Stacy said her voice raising and standing up quickly causing her chair to fall backwards. Sydney's grip on Troy tightened at the noise and he kissed her head again and gave her a light squeeze reassuring her and she hesitantly relaxed.
"You tried to take my daughter without my permission. I hardly think you was to pick her up and take her to the park for ice cream." Argued Troy his voice quickly becoming dangerous, rocking Syd a bit to keep her calm.
"She's my daughter i can do what i want," Stacy hissed and walked forward towards Troy. He saw this and stood up moving backwards, preventing her to come near him or Syd. "Give her to me," She shouted gripping Syd's t-shirt to yank her from Troy's grasp. A hand round her wrist stopped her from what she was about to do.
"You don't let go within 2 seconds," Troy whispered in a low voice, you could literally see the rage and anger coming from him.
"You'll do what?" Stacey taunted coming into his face, Troy still having hold of her wrist, her fingers wrapped tight around Syd's t-shirt. "I'm her mother she's supposed to come with me."
"You wanted nothing to do with her since the moment you found out, and FYI Stacy, Gabriella will always be more of a mother to Sydney then you ever had or will be," Stacy frowned at Troy's words, then turned her head in Gabriella's direction to see her looking their way. She glared at Gabriella and Gabriella just looked at her with a bored expression. She let go of Sydney's shirt but Troy only let go of her wrist after her hand was out of reach of Sydney. She turned around and walked over to Gabriella so she was standing directly in front of her. Gabriella looked up at her, Stacey eyes full of hate and anger.
"What?" Gabriella asked confidently.
"What do you think your doing, huh? You have no right to touch her, she's mine."
"Only biologically, not physically or emotionally." Gabriella answered in monotone flicking her nails a sign she was bored of this woman already.
"So?" Stacy asked. "You shouldn't even be dating a 19 year old aren't you his math teacher?" Stacy asked smirking thinking she dropped them in it. Gabriella sighed standing up.
"Is that all you got? The police know about that, and i was his math teacher," Gabriella said. Stacy frowned again and leaned back again as Gabriella leaned forward. "Your pathetic you know that? You didn't get where you wanted to, so you come back and try to ruin some else's life just because you believe that they ruined yours. News flash Stacy, life isn't fair. Get over it. You chose to abandon her, you could've left in peace and come back to see her when ever you liked, you chose the easy way out. It's your fault you can't see her." Gabriella spat and Troy watched shocked at how much Stacy shrank against Gabriella's words and glare.
Stacy cleared her throat and moved back avoiding Gabriella's gaze.
"Y-y-you don't know nothing about me," She stuttered out folding her arms across her chest and Gabriella raised her eyebrows at her. She cracked, "Okay so i didn't get where i wanted to be, what's that got to do with you?" She shouted.
"Everything, she's apart of mine and Syd's life now. So you've got to deal with it." Troy said from his spot next to the police officer that was waiting for her to flip. Gabriella turned and smiled gratefully at him, Stacy stood there watching them make oggle eyes at each other. She huffed at them,
"Oh god come on, i'm not allowed to see my daughter, but these two are allowed together, why haven't you arrested her?" She shouted at the officer.
"She's not breaking the law, she's not his teacher and they only had physical contact after his 19th." Robert explained.
"And you know this how?" Stacy asked, arms folded.
"I'm on the case for the robbery that happened to Troy's house last week." He explained and everyone saw Stacy try and hide the smile but wasn't being successful. "Where were you 20th of January between the hours of 9am and 5pm?" He asked and she scoffed.
"I have no idea, i've slept since then." She snickered.
"Do you have any idea where Troy lives?" Robert asked.
"Not a clue," She answered shortly.
"You got arrested for DUI and drugs a few months ago that correct?" He asked and the smirk dropped, her gaze also went to the floor.
"No comment," she muttered, Troy Lucille and Gabriella looked at each other shocked. She didn't look like she was or had been on drugs. She had on a pair of fairly new looking jeans, hair nails painted, her blonde hair was a nice colour, over all she looked well presented and done well for herself, that is what ever she has been doing.
"Well i know you have and we've got your records on the database and fingerprints. This has happened more than once causing us to take your licence of you, one more and you're in jail, correct?"
"What has this got to do with anything?" Stacy asked annoyed her voice and glare proving this.
"You said you didn't know where Troy lived?"
"I don't, never seen or touched it." She admitted.
"Evidence from the robbery tells us different," Robert informed, she frowned again.
"I haven't been anywhere near his house. If you want to ask me more questions your are going to have to contact my lawyer." She demanded looking anywhere but at the four adults looking at her.
"When was the last time you saw your lawyer?" Robert asked trying not to smile; i love my job Robert thought to himself.
"A week ago why?" She answered sighing.
"Well i'm afraid to inform you, your lawyer or boyfriend should i say, Mr Joseph Rodegriz is in remand at the moment."
"Her what?" Gabriella asked shocked causing Robert and Troy to frown and Lucille to look at her confused. Stacy was smirking once again.
"You know him?" Robert asked.
"He's my brother." Gabriella said frowning as she saw Stacy's smirk.
"Oh really, wow what a small world." Stacy said sarcastically.
"This is one big set up ain't it," Troy said looking at Stacy with narrowed eyes.
"What are you talking about Troy?" She asked faking innocence. "Any what is Jo doing in remand and why didn't he tell me?" Stacy asked turning to the officer.
"His fingerprints where all over Troy's house as well as yours." He said and Gabriella gasped in shock.
"Your saying my brother did this?" She asked and he nodded.
"We caught him yesterday, he was trying to flee the country with a load of cash who knows where he got it from. Other officers are on that case." He informed, "How come you have different last names?" He asked.
"I've got my dads last name, he has my moms. I can't believe he'd do something like this." She said shaking her head, Stacy scoffed.
"Please, your brother hates you." She said.
"Excuse me," Gabriella said shocked.
"Oh come on, your telling me you didn't know. All through your childhood your dad went on and on Gabriella this, Gabriella that. I mean he didn't even pay attention to Jo." Gabriella could feel her tears coming and she reached for the necklace and they slid down her face once she couldn't find it and then realised it wasn't there. Troy handed Syd to his mom and went to her side, Lucille went outside so Syd didn't have to witness anymore.
"Am i missing something?" Stacy asked smirking.
"Yeah," Gabriella said wiping her tears, gaining back her confidence. "Jo has a illness, he's a schizophrenic. He was in and out of hospital his whole life. My parents loved Jo to pieces; my mom was the only one able to calm him. My dad tried to connect with him; it's Jo who wouldn't co-operate. Keep your mouth shut before actually hurt someone saying things you don't know anything about." Gabriella hissed at Stacy.
"That's were your wrong 'cause Jo loves me and i love Jo," Stacy said.
"I never said he didn't love you, he might. Why are you doing this huh?" Gabriella asked.
"He ruined my life," Stacy shouted pointing at Troy.
"It takes two to tango Stacy, its your fault you got pregnant as much as Troy's. But that's life, when it gets tough you live with it, not take the easy way out." Gabriella said. "You abandoned a new born baby, who does that?" She asked rhetorically. "When did you meet Jo?"
"A year ago,"
"So i take it he hasn't been taking his medication?"
"He doesn't need medication, he's fine. Now that he has me," Stacy said smiling. Troy looked at her face for a few seconds as if he was observing her. He gave a squeeze to Gabriella's shoulder before speaking.
"You knew didn't you?" His voice was barely a whisper and it sounded dangerous. "You knew he had this illness, stopped giving him his meds and put it into his head to do this to us, once you found out who I was with." Troy accused rubbing his forehead, her jaw clenched shut and swallowed her now dry throat. "And I bet it was even better when you found out your beloved boyfriend was related to Gabriella huh? Was it it?"
"N-n-no, why would i do that?" She stuttered.
"Stacy, is this true?" Robert asked with his pen and note pad in hand, which was getting pretty full from this whole ordeal.
"No, i'm not like that, i love Jo." She shouted as she walked backwards, then began to pace.
"Stacy, you do realise if Jo doesn't take his medication it's life threatening." Gabriella informed, and she came to sudden halt. They watched as began to sweat and fidget in her place and mumble things to herself. She ran her hands through her hair making it look wet from her sweating hands. She began to pace again lifting the jumper over her head, chucking on the floor again mumbling it was too hot. Their jaw dropped at this as it revealed how skinny she actually was or too Troy, become. They were shocked at how much she'd actually sweat within the few minutes of watching her. The back of the pink tank top she had on was soaking.
"I need her, she's mine." She shouted as she stopped pacing and faced them.
"I think you need help," Gabriella said softly.
"Who the fuck was talking to you?" Stacy spat her eyes had gone from hate and anger to pure rage. Gabriella flinched a bit but moved forwards.
"Stacy are you okay?" She asked hesitantly as she began to pace again causing her to sweat more.
"I'm fine," She snapped, dropping her eyes to her handbag. Robert saw this as it was near his foot; he moved his foot and went to pick it up. "Don't touch it," she whispered harshly, his eyebrows rose.
"And why not?"
"You haven't got a warrant."
"You're a suspect in a robbery, i can do what i want." He said bending down more. Stacy rushed forward to grab it but he already had hold of it.
"I said don't touch it," she hissed at him.
"I'm not in it, so you have no right to be mad. If i give it to you will you empty it for me?" He asked.
"No it's mine i need it." She insisted.
"And you can have it, i just need to know what it's inside it. You had your eyes on it more or less the whole time we've been in this room." Robert said putting on the table behind him. His left foot caught him just in time from falling as he felt a push against his chest. Stacy had pushed him.
"Give me my bag now," she shouted and punched his chest, as if it would move him from in front of her bag.
"Okay thats enough. One more time and i'm going to have to cuff you, it's your choice come with me un-cuffed or cuffed. Seeing as you're already under arrest."
"Listen you little ass, move out of my way before i slap you. I want my hand bag." She said in his face.
"And i want to know what's inside it,"
"Tough shit its personal," retorted Stacy and kicked his shin expecting him to wince and move but he expected it and grabbed his cuffs and her arm bringing it behind her back to cuff her. "What the fuck are you doing, i want my bag. You can't do this, i haven't done anything." She shouted and started to struggle against his grip and the cuffs.
"I'm arresting you for the robbery of Troy Bolton's property, drug use and assault on a police officer, so in my book and three witnesses you have done something."
"Fuck you," she said still trying to get out of his grasp. The 3 of them just stood there watching, shocked at how she suddenly just flipped out.
"Stacy, you should be used to this already, your not getting out of my grasp. Stay still and i won't have to call for back-up." Robert said.
"Listen, prick i don't have to do shit." She hissed.
"Why she sweating and flipping out like that?" Troy asked Robert.
"She obviously didn't plan on being here this long. And because she has she hasn't been able to have her daily use of cocaine." Robert explained and his jaw dropped along with Gabriella's. "Troy, i've signalled for back up so when the officers come, will you empty the contents of her handbag on the table please." Troy nodded still in shock.
"Yeah sure,"
"You haven't got a fucking warrant, prick." Stacy said and struggled again causing his to tighten his grip on her practically wet body.
"Just don't touch whatever is inside." Robert informed ignoring her and Troy nodded again.
"Is Jo on cocaine?" Gabriella asked and Stacy scoffed.
"What's he not on."
"When we arrested him, he did have quite a variety of drugs on him. But weather he takes them we're not sure. But what i can say he hasn't been taking his meds."
Gabriella sighed and ran a hand through her hair and Troy wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"Don't take it personal, he loves not being on them." Stacy said smirking and chuckled.
"You do know if we find out you took them off him, you also going down for murder." Robert told her.
"Murder? He's still alive." Stacy shouted.
"Doesn't make a difference, you took them off him."
"Yeah yeah, whatever asshole." Stacy muttered as she began to shiver and sweat once again.
Note that what ever i write including medical or police related things are made up, take it all as fiction!
